No ray of the Sun
Is as warm as Your Smile
And no Moonshine
As bright as Your Eyes
And the Snowflakes may be
Gentle as they land
But never as gentle
As the soft touch of your hand
The rich rain may shower the trees
And yet never bath as thoroughly
As the warmth of your kiss
Or the knowing smirk of your lips.
1 comment:
Thank You! At least you liked it, because the guy for whom I wrote it didn't even notice it... >_>'
Really, how can you ignore poetry sent directly to your MSN?
Ohhh... now I get it...
hihihi... ^_^'
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