Kissing In The Rain
From the first time we were walking hand in hand,Your eyes met mine and I could barely stand.
I felt your heart, and you felt mine,
And I knew nothing would ever tear us apart.
And then we would be kissing in the rain.
Kissing In The Rain
From the first time we were walking hand in hand,bloodyheart97 commented on Kissing In The Rain
12-07-2010
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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