Can you follow me here?
Or go with me there?
Or with as fly the
soar me I through air?
I see you,
I feel you,
I know what you think.
You
are
me,
I
am
you,
you are my only
m i s s i n g
l n .
i k
I
whisper your
name,
I stroke your face,
And then my heart begins to race.
You kiss my cheek,
brush my lips.
My heart
begins to
heal the rips.
The tears,
the wholes that fill it all,
and then i begin to f
a
l
l
In with
love you.














Comments
what you really belive in I loved this poem.
--
Love can be the ultamite key
and the power inside of you so
you can never be afriad of yourself
be who you are
--
Love can be the ultamite key
and the power inside of you so
you can never be afriad of yourself
be who you are
--
~*~
Oi!!
OK, If you cant find your socks, Then think to yourself, Do you really need them?
for a poem so beatiful
--
Love can be the ultamite key
and the power inside of you so
you can never be afriad of yourself
be who you are
--
~*~
Oi!!
OK, If you cant find your socks, Then think to yourself, Do you really need them?
--
Love can be the ultamite key
and the power inside of you so
you can never be afriad of yourself
be who you are
--
~*~
Oi!!
OK, If you cant find your socks, Then think to yourself, Do you really need them?
--
~*~
Oi!!
OK, If you cant find your socks, Then think to yourself, Do you really need them?
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