Michael Sullivan Poet Romanticism

State of Grace

As i think of you, my mind starts to fly.                                                                          Out of my head, up into the sky.                                                                                       I go past the clouds, and out into space.                                                                         Everywhere I look I see your face.                                                                                   When I'm inside you, I get a feeling of peace.                                                                  You are the only one to control my inner beast.                                                               You valm my soul, and bring a smile to my face.                                                             When we embrace, I feel I'm in a state of grace.

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Summer Uchacz September 27, 2011 at 4:33 PM Awe so sweet, I used to feel like that, but i can't anymore, keep writing ur good! :) Michael Sullivan September 30, 2011 at 3:36 PM Thank you summer Uchacz. yeah the feelings come and go for me. I am sure you will get them back. Michael