Babe...you think I'd critizize this? Poetry isnt about how its made or its mood. Its the emotion behind it. The beauty in the simple feelings expressed. This is beautiful in only the way you and me understand it. Its that bloodied rose, that quiet night, the love filled tears. Its us, not them. Its out world, not theirs. Your writing is beautiful because youll never find it in some book from god knows when. Its all you, and I love it. Just like i love you. I am your angel, always. I love you.
August 1st, 2008 at 09:03am