remanance, your deep brown eyes
and ivory skin that hides the lies
running hands thru strawberry tresses
lightning strikes in angel's kisses
never asking more than given
making everything worth living
i am not alone,
no.
in worshipping you,
know.
fool enough to almost love you
knowing i could never have you
still you are my favorite one
and when this journey's finally done
shed a tear for all that's happened
all this happiness and sorrowful emotion
i will miss you dear,
hear.
even though you're gone,
here.
and every time the moon bleeds blue
i will come visit you
late at night in dreams of laughter
see the fairies we'll chase after
there's nothing more to life than this-
living in immortal bliss
i'll be your valentine,
rhyme.
if you want me to be,
thine.
-michael laccheo
Monday, October 27, 2008
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I must have been in high school when I wrote that. Good thing I went on to be a scientist.
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