Tuesday, June 28, 2005
denise shited{[[........
-my princess-
your beauty drawn me deep within
from the moment i see u
from that moment i dreamt of u
i know ur beauty that lies,there on your face
the second you turned ur head to face me
that pure innocent face of yours
drawn me so close to you
the moment you look into my eyes...
the moment you stared into me
that sense of beauty,
so unearthly
nothing can ever hold a candle towards you
your lovely sent,
ahh...lavander
sooths my heart,
sweetening all my heart's desires
and sweeping me off my feet
my lovely sweet angel,
that wife of mine
left me a sweet little thing
that precious gift you have given me
now as i see your body lay deep beneath the earth
but with those tender sweetness in your closed eyes,
those of whom lies within an evil truth
that you are now far away from me
but i know you will be once again mine
in the next life-to-be....
adapted solely from inspiration of denise's brain and her raging hormones...
-the gift-
you have shown me the way
the light and your world
the tender touch you gave me
that warm smile you used to keep
those flashes of white teeth
those blue eyes of yours
sweeps me off my feet
that time you walked by
made me feel like ice
ice,when it put out in the hot,blazing sun
the warmness that you have given me
made me want to hide away
that lips,pure and loving
smiled at me
all those females who yearn for it
it was just down at the park where you held my hand
mada me feel like no one can
though tender and gentle towards me
holding me tightly,
as if telling me
'you are the one,created for me'
you embraced me
i laid on your bosom
that heart familarly tumping
just like mine.......
the love that we had took us far
and carried it on to the next evolution of man
that strong scent of
love,trust and secureness
surrounded me
and slowly i drifted into my deep sleep
that man with that strong sense of humour
the love i felt with him
will onli continue
on our next-life-to-be
inspired by the above poem...about a couple.....
whereby the woman dies in a pregnancy
notice i mentioned in the 1st poem that that woman gave him a gift...
that is to him...a gift...
but to the woman...
her gift is that love....
love...that took her life away....
for the sake of giving her love
to the next generation....
this is called the cycle of life......
lost without you;
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
