When I lay outside

I lay outside at night, 

In the grrass,

For hours,

Counting the stars,

Making pictures out of the stars,

But, then i close my eyes,

And I see you and I,

Laying in the back of ur truck,

My head on ur chest,

And you and I are counting the stars together

I open my eyes and your not there,

I wish you could be out there with me!

When i lay outside counting stars,

I think of you,

I see a shooting star,

and I wish on it,

I know you know the wish!

So i wont say what it is,

Because i want it to come true!

I love you baby! never  forget that! 





Poetry by Mitzi
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Written on 2007-03-02 at 05:48

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Zoya Zaidi
What a lovely poem on love and longing, dear Mitzi!
I would rather if you named it: " Conting the stars"! But, then it is your poem and your choice. Just a suggestion1
(((Hugs)))
Love,Zoya
2007-03-02