Just a quick love poem.

Not my usual style, but I still like it.

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It's her.

Her angelic frame, glowing softly against the fires light. The embodiment of purity and grace, and here she sits before me. Her beauty treading on my heart. Entangling me in her warm embrace. Her voice, like a delicate harmony, winding through the hills and valleys before it calls me to her.

It's her.

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Comments?

[edit on (8/20/0808 by Hexidecimal]

Across in intimate distance,
Beauty of life defined through her presence,
Unnatural control of emotions describing my true humiliating feelings,
One chance, one moment, to capture one of god’s finest,
Only to be shot down in my sky of hope,
And bleed to death from my knife of disappointment.
For me and her, was not, nor will be ever.


[edit on 20-8-2008 by '___'eed]

I like yours better. I wrote mine at the computer lab making a pass at a girl freshman year of college

Two mirrors
reflect endlessly in each other
eternity
in vanity


and yes i wrote that lol

absolutely beautiful
she sounds like a gorgeous girl.
worth the read

Great, Hexi.

Was this about someone in particular? Was it, by chance, about Sarah Palin? (Her voice, like a delicate harmony....)

Seriously, you can't write a poem like that without being in love -- I don't think. Very well done.