Post by rayman112 on Dec 19, 2008 0:24:56 GMT -5
ok, i hope it's not to late to enter...but here we go.
I wrote this poem without having any idea where i was going with this at first it just turned out this way. (if you see any spelling issues feel free to alert me =) )
I wrote this poem without having any idea where i was going with this at first it just turned out this way. (if you see any spelling issues feel free to alert me =) )
When I think of you I remember your eyes...
I remember the deep intellect that burns
behind the bright hues and
shades of blue that stare back at me
when i look at you, and...
your kind smile that's perhaps as beautyful too
as the way I veiw the world when I see you and...
I feel week inside.
You make a mand nervous like only a woman can do,
and I've grown an attraction that goes beyond the physical untrue,
and have become enslaved to the impulse of youth which,
gave bith to a sexual attraction of the intellecdtual level.
When I think of you... I fall in love again...physically, mentally, spiritually
.I remember the deep intellect that burns
behind the bright hues and
shades of blue that stare back at me
when i look at you, and...
your kind smile that's perhaps as beautyful too
as the way I veiw the world when I see you and...
I feel week inside.
You make a mand nervous like only a woman can do,
and I've grown an attraction that goes beyond the physical untrue,
and have become enslaved to the impulse of youth which,
gave bith to a sexual attraction of the intellecdtual level.
When I think of you... I fall in love again...physically, mentally, spiritually
