by Dennise May 14, 2006
category :
Love, romance /
desired love
My feet hurt...my head aches...it seems like a lifetime since ive seen heaven...i walk across the stones, they cut my feet...the thought of you is what keeps me from calling defeat...i put one foot in front of the other with faith as my destiny...i look up to the sky and pray that someone up there is listening...you dont know me..i dont know you..but ive heard stories and legends which i hope are true...of a bond so strong clear and pure..they say that in you there is the gift of promise...that when they meet you its a moment to always cherish...that when left without you many have perished...and so i will walk...forever if i have to...in hopes of meeting you someday... this thing they call, Love... |
by Unforbidden
This poem is awsome.. and i like the way u put that on my poem.. that is a good way of wording it...lol.. but very good poem.. keep it up |
by Oceansoul
That's a wonderfull way of describing the hope for love, |
by Katherine
Good poem. Keep it up. |
by Sugar
Nice |