Wednesday, August 2, 2006


Rating: 3.0
When I think of you
and how beautiful you are to me,
I wonder how in this cruel world
there can be something that pure.

When I think of you,
how your smile illuminates me
like a candle in a dark room,
it astounds me that your light
could shine through even Hell.

When I think of you,
how you hold me when I need you,
shielding me from those things outside,
I can't hold it in anymore-I cry
but you hold me that much closer.

I can't understand
why you would care about me,
but that doesn't matter;
I'm just happy to have you with me.
And when I think of you...

I see an angel.
Ebone' Ingram
Claude Davis III 02 August 2006
Very nice, i really like the last line. i believe it deserves a 9 as well. Claude III
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Karina . 02 August 2006
Awwwwwww! ! A very Nice poem 9 from me ;) -K
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