Real Love
Holy shit I've fallin in love Now we're wanting to see doves My life's best buzz Just because You make want to fall on my face I'm your nut case Only your lip's taste Looses my mind without a trace Could I hold your hand Kiss you where we stand You make me so high I don't know if I can land Your eyes are blue and your skin is tan Oh, Man I'm so dazed I need a fan Your chase I'll run Just for fun Our addition is the perfect sum See the sparks fly Little fires in the sky You love me, and I don't know why For you I'd die Oh, my god, I love you so much Your skin's warm touch And we even argue a bunchWhen power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
JennieAllers’s Poems (7)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Psycho | 0 | 07/28/2010 |
| Don't want be alone | 1 | 07/28/2010 |
| The Start | 0 | 07/28/2010 |
| Our | 0 | 07/28/2010 |
| Real Love | 0 | 07/28/2010 |
| Earthquake | 0 | 07/28/2010 |
| 4:00 a.m. | 1 | 07/28/2010 |
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