Discussion in 'Poetry' started by Sirjimalot, Aug 21, 2005.

  1. Sirjimalot

    Sirjimalot Member

    somewhere under a starry sky
    she waits for me to make her mine
    to whisper softly in her ear
    sweet words she longs to hear
    to hold her in my arms real tight
    long into her dark cold nights
    i am here waiting for her
    untill our meeting doth occur
    but that is in the hands of fate
    and so I'll have to sit and wait
  2. TrippinBTM

    TrippinBTM Ramblin' Man

    screw fate, get up and look for her!

    haha, sorry. Good poem man, right from the heart.
  3. Sirjimalot

    Sirjimalot Member

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