Can you not see, I yearn for you?
My heat leaps into my mouth when you walk by,
the fires of passion, burn under my skin,
the colour drains from my face,
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A dream of rejection - it bites at our immortal souls. Well written. Love Ernestine XXX
haha good poem...read mine about 'Do You Want Me'...i think that would fit nicly
awww how sad: o(ive felt like that before, that someone walks by and never spares you a glance, and it makes you feel so horrible. hope she falls for u to stop you falling into the dark: o)