The Hook
So full of beauty and easy to caress, your a cutie and so little I can bench press. Hands so nice to hold and back so perfect to kiss, having you to hold... is such a greatful bliss. I see a twinkle as I gaze in your eyes, even more beautiful than in all the skys. The first night when you gave me a hug, you dropped in my stomach... a butterfly bug; but with our first kiss you set the hook, for my heart... you just took.When 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
Jay74’s Poems (3)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Pass the Love | 0 | 07/01/2009 |
| The Hook | 0 | 07/01/2009 |
| Angel Mother | 0 | 07/01/2009 |
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