Poem 38 - 25-10-06?

Your voice sounds like the first sweet bird song of spring


Like the rustle of rose petals as they are bathed in an evening summer breeze


Like autumn leaves as they fall gracefully to the ground


Like church bells welcoming me in on a crisp winter's morning





Your lips feel like spring's first warm rays of sun


Pulling me in like the intense heat of summer


They hold me like a gentle, balmy autumn breeze


And kiss me like a gentle snowflake falling on Christmas Eve

Poem 38 - 25-10-06?
Unrequited love. Gushing, sentimental love. Doting for someone's attention, desperate searching for reciprocation. Someone starving for love wrote this, anonymously and alone, wishing for love that is, as yet, eluding him/her.
Reply:I don't really know that I would call this a poem, but it certainly is beautiful.





%26lt;Edit%26gt; *giggles* Obviously someone didn't see that you'd written this last year.
Reply:i really love your poem it is so sweet especially the last line!
Reply:average
Reply:very good...Gave my day a boost.thanks........
Reply:I enjoyed it, good job.
Reply:i think you should try a bit harder next time, they are starting to get a tiny bit dry...try writing when you are REALLY in the mood, then it'll be at its best...
Reply:Hi that is so beautiful It really moved me well done!
Reply:er-whats the question?- if you want a comment on your scribbling then say so-moron.
Reply:great love poem
Reply:Well that's another year over didn't it go quick
Reply:it was enjoyable