Your eyes
Staring into your eyes like staring at the ocean, lost for hours loving every moment . Not wanting to lose that moment of happiness, feeling so warm inside. Kissing you is like watching the sunset so beautiful and magical
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| What i feel abut you | 5 | 09/05/2010 |
| Wife | 1 | 09/02/2010 |
| an amazing night | 2 | 09/02/2010 |
| What to do | 0 | 09/02/2010 |
| No more goodbyes | 1 | 09/02/2010 |
| I can see | 3 | 08/10/2010 |
| Can't | 1 | 08/10/2010 |
| Your lips | 2 | 08/05/2010 |
| your smile | 5 | 08/02/2010 |
| Same Person | 2 | 08/02/2010 |
| normal love | 1 | 08/02/2010 |
| Losing you | 2 | 08/02/2010 |
| Going thru life | 2 | 08/02/2010 |
| Once was | 0 | 01/26/2010 |
| Feelings | 0 | 01/26/2010 |
| move on | 1 | 01/26/2010 |
| If you | 1 | 01/26/2010 |
| We no | 0 | 01/26/2010 |
| my heart | 0 | 01/26/2010 |
| love is | 1 | 01/26/2010 |
| Your eyes | 1 | 01/26/2010 |
| Our Love | 0 | 01/26/2010 |
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