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If asked why I love her I would say
It’s the sway in her hips,
the thickness in her thighs.
It’s the lust in her lips,
the love in her eyes.
It’s the softness of her skin,
the silk in her hair.
It’s the twist in her walk;
it’s the sweetness in her talk.
It’s the way she loves me
that makes me love her each day.
That is what I would say.

 

 

We seem to love ,
when its not returned back.
we try to see things clearer,
when perspectives what we lack.

We tend to hold things tightest,
when were forced to let them go.
we dream our dreams a certain way,
when we know it cant be so.

We complain about what's wrong with the world,
and yet do nothing to make it right.
we complain about friends family and relationships,
but often we find we started the fight.

We try to keep things close,
yet often we look from afar.
so when we look back we stop and think,
do we really want to remain as we are?


It may seem as if I am carefree and strong,
Going through life as if nothing is wrong.
But no one has ever seen the real me,
They only know what I let them believe.
Most often my smiles are real and sincere,
Other times they help to hide my secret fears.
I carefully created a clever mask of illusion,
I wear it now to hide my pain and confusion.
So never is a tear seen falling from my eye,
I have learned to hold it all silently inside.
Quite often I want to just let go and weep,
But the pain is very intense and too deep.
I yearn to belong, to be one of the crowd.
To be able to speak of my dreams out loud.
Wanting so very much to be accepted,
Yet fearing the possibility of being rejected.
I need special someone to discern the real me,
And not hold in contempt what they will see.
The weaknesses and flaws I try so hard to hide,
Are all part of the real me I keep hidden inside


Within the darkest of dungeons
And much to my chagrin
I found an empty passageway
Except for a ghost within
He looked at me, excitedly
He danced about the hall
He stopped and glared into my eyes
I could not help, but fall.
I was fearful, almost tearful
of what I cannot explain
A sound was coming toward me
The sound of a rattling chain.
The ghost was advancing toward me
Swaying about his stance
He smiled at me and then he said
May I have this dance?
I could not help but wonder
Why he asked me this
But when I stood to dance with him
He said he only wanted a kiss.
I heard that chain still rattling
I heard a moan come from above
I didn't want to kiss the ghost
Until he called me his Ladylove
This ghost of darkness, how could it be
That he could make me feel
A love that I have never felt
And have it feel so real
He leaped at me, but faltered
He could not stand upon his feet
For he didn't have any there, you see
He was nothing but a sheet.

Rogue Butterfly

A Butterfly cry's a stream
Lost in this life
Nightmare replace her dream
In her back lies a knife
Her heart falls to peices
A butterfly in disquize
Wiings torn pieces by pieces
Every night she cry's
But no one hears her outcry
To be a beautiful butterfly
As she waits for that on guy
Whos love will never die
To fix her boken wings
To call her Cutie-Pie
And deliver warmth that only love brings 
His rogue butterfly




you make me feel so beautiful
everyone seems so cheerful
the flowers swing
as the birds sing
the sky such bright blue
every day when im with you

you leave your crew
just to hang wit me
cuz are love is oh so true
they all say we'r so care free
oh if th only knew
everyday when im with you

it felt so good
now you stay in your hood
just to be with her
now life is just a blur

All the birds have gone away
And my blue skys fade to gray
Now I say good bye
For tonight I shall die

 

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