I'm in a poem writing mood today:
The angel that I see right now
Seems like she's from a hell
If I could only talk somehow
Well, I would rather yell
Cause her beauty is so hypnotic
I wish you could see
One thought that seems chaotic:
"Why isn't she with me?"
"Her love would only mean my death"
A crazy thought I know
But until I've held my very last breath
My love for her I'd show
Cheesy, I know. So sue me.
The angel that I see right now
Seems like she's from a hell
If I could only talk somehow
Well, I would rather yell
Cause her beauty is so hypnotic
I wish you could see
One thought that seems chaotic:
"Why isn't she with me?"
"Her love would only mean my death"
A crazy thought I know
But until I've held my very last breath
My love for her I'd show
Cheesy, I know. So sue me.
lipservicejen:
hey there... i was just checking to see if you might make it this saturday or next.. for the potluck or parade. we'd love to meet ya! as always... the more the merrier 