Love is a way of how I am feeling, with you on my mind, these thoughts they do wander how can I sleep with lust in my eyes and you all alone. I wish to make you happy with only my wishes and let me hold you and never let go.
Miles away, and with beauty inside I have a feeling I'm falling for you.
- Author: Jason Humber (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 17th, 2010 19:58
- Category: Love
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La, and for one moment, I shall pretend it was a private missive and then, cooler-headed will comment sensibly....first for the passionate response: La, and lover, she has been thinking and dreaming of you all this long day, wondering when she will hear from you and how much longer she has to wait, telling herself, sit on your hands and be still.....what a welcome thought that YOU were thinking of her! Always and FOREVER!
Now, for the proper, sensible comment......it is a wonderfully tender, passionate love piece! Whoever the receiver is, this should make her heart all the hotter for the writer! I do love the sentiment you express in it! Excellent job! And, haha, I am glad you decided to classify it as a "love" poem, since that seems most fitting. Keep it up! Wonderful!
Oh, dear me, I am smiling.....
O Woe is me! what have I done?
I thought to have a little fun.....
But I've disgraced meself this week.
When folk find out, what will they think?
My friends will cast me off, I fear;
And none who called me dear draw near.
Shall I creep off and all for shame?
What have I done to my good name?!
Alas, I must try to not be so naughty.....
Oh, but it is such a SWEET love poem! I love it!
And the smiling picture paired with it is so perfect......
If one peom of mine puts a smile on your face then I will never stop my writing.
🙂
Then, guess what? You will NEVER stop your writing!
If it is not too naughty to say so.....I wish it was your face smiling into mine....for REAL.
Theres nothing wrong with being naughty, and for real is really what I want in you.
A true smile is truly all life is about and next time you pass by a reflection, you will see what is truly important...
Your smile.
Well, time will tell whether that precious smile you make so much of will ever meet you in REAL life....until then......Dream, dream, dream away/Astronomic'ly/Warily, warily, warily, warily/Face Reality......Aw, do I have to wake up from this sweet dream?!
🙂 love it!
You are making me smile!!!!! Oh my word! I am laughing too?
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