Her pale white skin glows,
Like a moon lit night over,
A a beautiful oasis as she,
What my akeing heart,
Would not give,
To fell her pale white skin,
Next to mine once agian.
The power of touch, just being near a special person like that can send shocks through your body.
fragile piece, as fragile as her... described her so sweetly...beautifully... your piece puts her to the edifice....
mmm the great power the touch of another has on us. that is why I am so addicted. good job. *Purkey Girl*
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love white skin too cuz vampires have it lol I like the poem too<3