Love

Member since 2004 · Posted 12 Jun 2004 · 4 comments

The feeling that canât be said Or express enough in words The one who is perfect in every way Causing your stomach full of birds The time your mind is lost in the thought Of that certain special one, Which leaves your stomach in a knot Until those thoughts are done The days that she walks past you And grins her beautiful smile You wish your feelings for her she knew And you stare at her for awhile You want to tell your friends the news But not for a word to get out To tell the trustworthy friends you choose That she's the one you cannot live without The feeling that will make you change And is symbolized with a dove Its hard to explain which is really strange But the word for it is love.

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4 comments

[0] god'swife 12-Jun-04/6:58 PM Reply

Shut up.

[3] horus8 12-Jun-04/7:02 PM Reply

There isn't enough accessible chilled white wine in my house currently for me to put my pee pee on your poeme and hump it furless, but hold this and I'll try.

[n/a] electroman1979 12-Jun-04/8:15 PM Reply

should be under the "pimple" catagory, no vote

[2] arduinn 12-Jun-04/9:16 PM Reply

Too bland for me. Sorry..