A true love of mine

Her hair hangs down as she looks up at me
I melt under the sun-hot smile
I'm weakened at the knees and
I bend to her and we kiss
She takes me as I am and
I want her as she is – we
Hold hands as we walk through
The park. Anger and pain
In the shadows, dark and
Kept at bay. She's the one
Who will keep this in love
A true love of mine




Poetry by mars
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Written on 2006-10-08 at 02:54

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