Young And Tender Poem by Willio Etienne

Young And Tender



Young and tender rose, here i sit wit open arms to hold you close, you are like my diamond and the ruff my tear drops have became my food because im missing, and just dont know wat to do... My heart beat pump like pressure from a hydraulic feeling the hypnoss i cant think and stay focus im gonna over dose... Muah oh la la from all these bliss soft and tender kiss im so high bewitch another day with out you i cant miss... I give you applaud you stimulating to the mind, body and soul my young tender rose i will for ever love you to the end we can grow old..

Tuesday, April 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness
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