My Poems
Kissing you is like kissing a rose,
Your lips like rose petals,
So soft so sweet,
When we kiss the passion so intense like a prick from the thorns of the stems,
The chance to kiss you must have been a gift from above,
The feeling that rushed through my body,
From that moment,
When our lips came together,
Will always live in my heart tell my dieing days,
And if you should ever leave,
I will still remember on and on,
Our first kiss,
Our last kiss,
And dreams of more to come.
This poem was written for my VotechTeacher's Son
We don't why you had to go,
Why did you have to be going down that road?
But there's nothing we can do,
But sit back and wonder how,
How could that drunk driver not know,
Know that he could die,
Or kill someone else,
He wasn't thinking of that though,
He wa thinking of himself,
You were a gift to this land,
A hansome young man,
Watching the sun rise to the sky,
Everyday without you,
We know makes your mother cry,
I don't Know her very well,
But my life I would sell; To hold her in my arm,
To keep her from all harm,
She's so soft and so sweet,
So fine from her head to her feet,
I wish she would feel the same as me,
But that may never be,
She is what I've been searching for,
Dreams of me and her,
Laying by the shore,
Watching the sun rise to the sky,
Thinking how good it feels to be with her just makes me want to cry,
But she is only just a friend,
But still I dream of us walking together,
Hand In Hand
