The strands in your
eyes that color them
wonderful
Stop me and steal my
breath.
And emeralds from
mountains thrust
towards the sky
Never revealing their
depth.
Tell me that we belong
together,
Dress it up with the
trappings of love.
I'll be captivated,
I'll hang from your lips,
Instead of the gallows
of heartache that hang
from above.
I'll be your crying
shoulder,
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm
older,
I'll be the greatest fan
of your life.
And rain falls angry on
the tin roof
As we lie awake in my
bed.
You're my survival,
you're my living proof.
My love is alive and not
dead.
Tell me that we belong
together.
Dress it up with the
trappings of love.
I'll be captivated,
I'll hang from your lips,
Instead of the gallows
of heartache that hang
from above
And I've dropped out,
I've burned up, I've
fought my way back
from the dead.
I've tuned in, turned on,
remembered the things
that you said
I'll be your crying
shoulder,
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm
older,
I'll be the greatest fan
of your...
I'll be your crying
shoulder,
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm
older,
I'll be the greatest fan
of your life.
The greatest fan of
your life.
...greatest fan of your
life.
- Edwin Mccain
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ResponderEliminarbeautiful words ... really ...
ResponderEliminarThank you miss Renata for appreciating the poem that I share.
ResponderEliminarThank you miss fille-du-ven for your beautiful picture comment.
ResponderEliminarBONNE SOIREE
ResponderEliminarthank you mr.sad bird for your comment. Though here is already evening right now...I wish you have a nice day there..
ResponderEliminarHello my dear friend ... have a nice day with love .
ResponderEliminarI do not know you but I know that I love you.And I know where you are, but my heart found.He will identify for wherever you are and evenIf he had to get to the bottom of Alaska.Nothing will stop or mount or ocean.He knows the path that leads to you my love,And I know that one day, one spring morning,He gently whisper to me "Look, this is it"So everything is beautiful, the sky, not a cloud.Opens a new chapter entitled "Happiness"And the boredom of days I finally turn the page,You'll be close to me, then the chosen of my heart.
ResponderEliminarso nice to read such a wonderful poem ...i love it
ResponderEliminarIn politics, if you want to ask something, ask a man if you want to get something, ask a woman
ResponderEliminarIn politics, if you want to ask something, ask a man if you want to get something, ask a womanOriginally posted by classicmariane:so nice to read such a wonderful poem ...i love it
ResponderEliminarThere are songs that can make you cryLove notes that can make you smileAnd poems that can make you ponder..and leave you wonder.....Thank you for the poems and love to read more.
ResponderEliminarHave a nice day my friend . kisses for you .
ResponderEliminarBy car you fasten your seat belt.In life, it's the same thing.Your belt should adorn themselves with these names: tolerance, patience and forgiveness, light and hope. In politics, if you want to ask something, ask a man if you want to get something, ask a woman
ResponderEliminarTrès beau et simples..
ResponderEliminarGood night my dear friend ,, take care of yourself . very thanks.
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