Treasure Island

abi Whitaker

(Earth)

Romeo, Romeo


Romeo, i've seen your eyes
And they're a perfect shade of green
Romeo, i've seen your smile
and it's the most perfect i've ever seen
Romeo, could i be your Julliet
Romeo, how could anyone forget
the touch of your warm hands
the tingle of your gaze
the softness of your kisses
Romeo, how could anyone ever leave you
Romeo, i cant help falling in love with you
my Romeo.

Submitted: Sunday, October 16, 2011

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  • Romeo Della Valle (10/16/2011 10:52:00 AM)

    Wow! A very straightforward write that clearly shows your poetic talent! Just the titled itself called my immediate attention and its content! 10+++I would rate it higher but this is the most I can! Keep inspiring the World with more of your poignant writes! God Bless You! Love and Peace for always! Romeo from New York City! ... (Report) Reply

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