Shortly after midnight
Into your room I go
And stand there gazing down at you
With eyes that love you so
Your head upon the pillow
Your arms down at your side
Your lips in a faint smile
Then next to you I slide
I kiss your eyelids softly
Run fingers through your hair
I feel your breath upon me
Do you know I'm there?
I put my arms around you
And hold you, oh so near
I whisper of my love for you
Although you cannot hear
I cherish every moment as
I hold you close, my dear
For time goes by so quickly
And morning's almost near
Though' you won't know I've been there
With you throughout the night
My love for you is ever close....
As darkness is to light













Comments
It's so pretty!
It actually reminds me of like, an obsessed perverted ghost.
But...in a really good way, promise!
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"Life Is Like Photography, We Use the Negatives to Develop"
You're getting even better at writing poetry
(no grammar for me to correct) XDDD
I like it.
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Love is such an addictive drug so here's the thing...
Lets get wasted.
For my correct grammar!!!
Thankies!!!
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Someone, call the Doctor..
Got a case of a Love Bipolar.
Well...
I guess you could look at it that way.. O.o
XD
i love you!
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Someone, call the Doctor..
Got a case of a Love Bipolar.
I love you, too.
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"Life Is Like Photography, We Use the Negatives to Develop"
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Love is such an addictive drug so here's the thing...
Lets get wasted.
i loves it muchly
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"The Function of art is to disturb. sience reassures."
~ George Braque
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Someone, call the Doctor..
Got a case of a Love Bipolar.
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