Sweet
oh to love, ones heart might flutter
words loose meaning chock and stutter
love is heaven love is pure
to love soul wether rich or poor
to gaze apon a lover sleeping
a warm sensation, sweet, fulfilling
to hold them close, tight in ones arms
to be swept away, their sea of charms
feeling sick, the hurt, the pain
cannot wait to see them again
oh blissfull love do not dispare
my heart will carry you with utmost care
my minds a feild, lost in a daze
walking endless in her hearts maze
a fool of love a fool of hope
excape with me, my loves your rope
hearts might be torn not use to rejection
my heart is your for your my sence of perfection
and so with these words for you my heart beats
for you are my world, the sweeter of sweets
Copyright © Simon Nixon | Year Posted 2009
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