Thursday, November 24, 2011

The light.

As I write this poem for you,
I shall confess my love.
I sit within a dark room,
Candlelit on emotion.

Lighting me up with your wisdom,
Charge me with your charm.
Take my hand with your kindness,
And kiss me in your arms.

A smile resembling the sun,
Your laugh to put me at ease.
If I ever stop thinking of you,
That's when tomorrow's are no more.

As I confess my love for you,
When I write these lines.
I can not wipe this smile off,
You're never off my mind.

I do not write this with a pen,
I do not write this with words.
I write this with all my passion,
I write this from my heart.

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