the words aren't coming
fighting all the songs
in my head
guess i owe you
a few lines
some attempts at
crafting you a poem
everything a tempest
twisting and whirling inside me
i should be more romantic
bring you flowers
over candlelight
but tonight
the words won't come
so i ask you to
listen to my heart tonight
it plays a rhythm
i can't match
the cadence of courting
the pulse of
passion
Originally Posted On Site: 2010-02-26 00:51:10
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