Holding my Last Breath

Holding my Last Breath

A Poem by With Each Raindrop Comes A Story

Boy meets girl, You are my dream my world,

Although it's true,

On my own, I feel so alone

Although it's true, I'm still in love with you.

 

Sweet Rapture, forever more.

Safe inside myself, are all my thoughts of you.

Holding my last breath.

 

Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone with you.

Gimme a chance to see that you were made for me.

Sweet Rapture, It lies, here tonight.

 

Day and night, My love is real, my feelings pure.

One day you'll see it can happen to me.

I need a miricle, please let me be your man.

 

 

 

 

© 2008 With Each Raindrop Comes A Story


Author's Note

With Each Raindrop Comes A Story
Ignore grammar issues

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Good job pimp.
I think this was well written.
I think it had a real feeling with all
of that emotion poured into it.
Good stuff man.

BeegE

Posted 16 Years Ago


Beautiful poem of love, very heartfelt...a pleasure to read. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 16 Years Ago


AWWWWWWWWWWWW :)))))

Posted 16 Years Ago



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