Loving you is like a high.
Every-time you touch me
I feel my soul soar
in the clouds.
With every look
I come undone.
When you kiss my lips
my heart swells with joy.
Being with you, just puts
me on my own cloud nine.
Author notes
Picture is prompt. But I would like you to take it from the idea of
"my cloud nine is..."
A contest entry
- PIF PICTURE CONTEST by penman.
700 points, ended July 26, 2008, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Be nice!
Comments
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Wonderful
Very well done Best of luck in the contest.

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sweet and romantic.
Must have someone special on your mind, can feel your thoughts brilliantly written down




