HimA Poem by Stephanie Miller
The very thought of him makes any day worth living.
Thanks to him my once black spirit turned to light.
He is the boy with Golden eyes.
Like a wolf under the moon he lurks closer to my heart, stalking.
His heart of pure beauty is always close to mine, warming me in every way possible, always with the same beat, always one, always and forever.
He is my love.
I crave his silken voice at all times.
His protection of me is so great that he would rip apart any person that dare to harm me.
We will always stay together, our love is a trinity.
Cherishing Christopher constantly is my everyday life.
Christopher, my love, stay in your innocence.
The smell of your jet black hair would put me in an everlasting trance.
Sneaking around in the darkness of night, the wolf would howl for its pain and love. Distance is torture.
Radiant heaven above watches over us with shining rays of light.
This distance is torture, but our love is forever.
© 2009 Stephanie Miller |
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Added on May 28, 2009 Author
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