Keeping you safe in my grasp, for you shall not fear again.
Brace yourself,
we will go through a parasol called hell.
If only I had the chance to show you,
and tell you how much I love you,
maybe, just maybe then I would be the man that would call you "mine".
The one thing in my life that I've always wanted.
Just give me a day to show you,
and those days will turn into weeks,
and those weeks will turn into months
and those months will turn into years.
Years wherein I would love you,
only you, the love of my life,
that until the end of my time.
Just give me a day.
And you'll have my heart.
forever...
9/14/2008
1 comment:
I love this poem! To sum it up- you are a sheer talent. Awsome job keep up the rockin work!
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