Sunday, November 6, 2011

Memory

I don't think you understand the feelings I have for you,
My heat aches for your love so passionate and true,

Whether my eyes are open or closed I see your face,
So divine, sincere, the softness and full of grace,

The sweetness of the deepness in your voice,
Catches my heart in a whirl with no choice,

And when I see the first star I send my love to thee,
Then I come inside and remember your just a memory,

In the darkness of my mind in the light of the day,
In every aspect in every way your just a memory.....

Copy written @2001 Written By: Sherrita Angel Longstreath

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