You like the sun
warm my soil to the bones
with mist on the petal of a rose,
So sweet is your kiss
that the gods that sit on their throne
on high
envy me for the way I get lost in your eyes,
Your touch is like fire tracing lines across my body
only lovers know,
I fall into your eyes deep,
soft and kind,
Could I learn to trust?
To believe,
I want to yet something holds me back...
You,
In the sweetness of the night
you held my body tight,
Muscle dripping sweat,
We glisten in the moonlight,
Pamper me with kisses,
lover,
I feel alive with you like no other,
So let's touch with the heart,
Breathless in a midsummer moon,
Varied in the completeness,
Pampered to the dreams
that we all keep,
Yet rage in those thoughts
fresh in a memory,
Keep thy whispers
met by a single rose,
To signify what we mean to each other,
And in an echo
thy memory is forever kept.
May 28, 2000
By: B.E. Whitehorn, Cheyanne Smith, Allan Perry & Janette Phillips
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Written January 12th, 2002
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If that's you in the picture, can I come to dinner?
Lovely poem!
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Wow! The picture puts so many things in your mind! lol but you did a fine job with the poem as well! I enjoyed the read. Thanks for sharing!
Spreading some love,
Miley -
I don't know which I like better your poem or that picture.
lol I'm speechless on the poem. The imagery displayed. Everything! Awesome right! 
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That was so touching and so sweet! It is very different from your goth and anger collection.. I'm seeing a whole other side of you and I like your writings still! I was neevr good at writing love poems and I think you are basically through my ideas into a poem for me lol... I loved the passion in this.. Great write!
LilColumbineKid
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