Juliet

by Ares   Apr 3, 2008


Roses red,
a flower that's,
gone from life to death.

keep me close,
and take my hand,
and wipe away those tears.

if you want more,
than the smiles and teasing,
just close the door,
it's a loving war.

breathe,
on my neck,
it turns me on,
I touch your core.

it grows inside and makes us smile,
it makes us go the extra mile,
you could be my Juliet.

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  • 16 years ago

    by miracle

    I love this..omg i love this

  • 16 years ago

    by Gabba Gabba Hey

    Another excellent work, yet again, different than normal. 'it touch the core' is a bit of a confusing line, but other than that it is beautiful and I wouldn't change anything. It's a bit complex, as all love is...good catch!

  • 16 years ago

    by Goodbye

    "than the smiles and teasing,
    just close the door,
    it's a loving war."
    =I like this part very much..I can feel it..

    "breathe,
    on my neck,
    it turns me on,
    it touch your core.

    it grows inside and makes us smile,
    it makes us go the extra mile,
    you could be my Juliet. "
    => Yes, I could ;) if you would be my Romeo..

    I think this words turns on the love we have inside ;)

    I love the poem. You know how to find a path to....girl's heart ;)

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