New LoveA Poem by IzA dream is finally coming true See there's this amazingly sweet man We met because of another Our love blosoms more with the morning dew This feeling of euphoria washes over us This is what is must feel like to be a soaring eagle Take my hand my dear © 2009 Iz |
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Added on May 27, 2009 AuthorIzTerlingua, TXAboutI'm just a novice writer. Just because you love to do something doesn't mean you always should. I love writing poetry, but I would love to have y'alls comments on my poetry and everything else. Whi.. more..Writing
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