Monday, December 7, 2009
This is a poem I wrote after I was inspired by Sara Teasdale
Love is like the cold air in winter
It may take you away in that cold winter night
Where no one is looking you will lay
Looking at the starts so bright
Thinking of how beautiful they are but can’t be touched
It shines all night, as does your heart that’s without a sound
Love is not seen nor is it touched
It shines likes the starts so bright!
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