About That SPECIAL Someone
pop into my head
U, a person so new to me
U, a person that has showed me -
How to laugh again
U, the person I want to get to know
and spend my time wit..
Is this crazy?
Ur all I think bout
Ur all I see.
I think of how we met
I think bout everything we've said.
U have become so dear to me -
In ways I cannot explain or express
U r like an angel to me..
I hope not to scare u wit this....
Poetry is what is lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Thinking Aloud | 0 | 10/25/2010 |
| I DO and I DON'T | 0 | 10/25/2010 |
| Turn Back Time | 1 | 01/31/2010 |
| Promises | 1 | 11/06/2009 |
| I Miss | 0 | 11/06/2009 |
| Friends | 0 | 11/06/2009 |
| Love | 0 | 05/28/2009 |
| Long Time | 0 | 05/28/2009 |
| About That SPECIAL Someone | 0 | 05/28/2009 |
| Questions | 0 | 05/28/2009 |
| Happy and Loved | 0 | 05/28/2009 |
| Untitled | 0 | 05/10/2009 |
| Torn in Two | 2 | 12/13/2008 |
| My Thoughts | 2 | 11/06/2008 |
| My Life | 0 | 11/06/2008 |
| Like A Fool | 0 | 11/06/2008 |
| Keith Powers | 0 | 11/06/2008 |
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