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The clouds start to part ways, The light illuminates her grand beauty. Dancing. Singing. Together. Forever. With you I lose track of the days. We lie in the warm grass; Hands joined, our souls run free. Our hearts not willing to give up, We forget the world is fragile like glass. |
My first reaction to this was, "wow, that sounds very Twilight" but that's probably just because my friends are talking about it while sitting next to me :) I like it. Spring's my favourite season. I think it's great how you kept your poem short and to the point, instead of flowering it up with prettiness. To me that means that the love you feel is so absolute, and that you are so confident in it, that you don't need to make it sound perfect for the rest of the world - it already is. Your girlfriend is very lucky Yours, Iffy | Posted on 2009-03-05 00:00:00 | by Iffy | [ Reply to This ] | |