I wrote of a love
That I see in her eyes
I marveled of her beauty
That flows like silk as her hair
I have admitted of my lust of her
Of what temps me with every glance
But tonight I have not the words I need
To tell of what I felt, at her side last night
To speak of the warmth, of her heart’s beat
Or to show the true content I find upon her skin
For in 1 sound, she said more then any poem I’ve read
A sound of true love a sound of the ultimate joy
Oh a sound I will never forget, this souvenir
Of, A night with more warmth, firery awe
Then the sun’s passion beyond the sky
As I sit my mind grasping that night
As if not believing this, a reality
Though my heart echo’s of it
My mind thinks it a dream
And with a final sigh
I retire, the truth

awww i like that

Very sweet! I luv the way you wrote it! :)

Oooh lusty, haha. I love concrete poems, but have trouble doing them, myself. This one's great. It fits in perfectly, if I'm associating it with what you intended for it to be associated with. ;) Nice job, I enjoyed it.

very lusty, a genuine classic. although poems are getting more about the way they appear on a webpage then how they sound, you seem to have them both down!

Yet one more masterpiece. I like it, strucker. And, as a lot of people know, that coming from me is good :) Lol. Later peoples.

James

:), whatcha mean the shape... i dont see anything special... :devilmkr:

I love it

strucker.... YOU'RE BLIND! Lol.

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Shape...

*crosses fingers*
nah... i dont see a thing... honest

standerds? how do ya set standerds on emotions.