It spells your name...

Missing you is a hobby now,
Every single day I solemnly vow,
Love for life will someday run dry,
I need you to give me and us a try...

Surround yourself with thoughts of me,
Summon myself into your fantasy,
Accept my love my heart my soul,
Reminisce the memories that time had stole...

Alas I have found my one true deity,
Zealous I am in obtaining her beauty,
A moment spent equals a shower of hope,
Leave all behind so that we both could elope...

I Miss You baby...


Bone
2 September 2010
2:34 am