Inspired totaly by Ylva and her "Different love challenge".
Though, sorry she wolf, I 'aint gonna forget about 'em. ;)


Angels, roses, violins and sweet perfume

The angel of love, Cupid himself, pierced my heart with his arrow
At once I fell head over heels, and I sang like the sparrow
I twirted out my love for him
Yet, he didn't love me, that handsome little thing

Because cupid's arrow had missed it's target by a long shot
And instead it had landed in the heart of another, named Scott
Scott was not the one who I sought for,
I wanted the other man, he was the one I'd die for!

I showered him with gifts and roses red
Yet still he wouldn't even come near my bed
I sang and even learned how to play the violin
But no, I never got to feel his skin

rub against mine in the act of love,
I wanted him to love me too, I was his white dove
couldn't he see, why could he not see
That the woman he wanted, was none other than me

I sprayed my neck with the sweetest perfume
Splashed it all over, sure this would make him feel attraction?

But no, who he wanted was someone else...

Scott, on the other hand could never leave me alone
He'd follow me everywhere, and terrorise me on the phone
He said he loved me with all of his heart
I felt like piercing his heart with a dart

"I don't love you!!"
I yelled out in pain,
His eyes became watery and glossy
All he'd done, had been in vain

Suddenly I realised what I had said
I told him, I was truly sorry,
Yet it was too late, his heart had already over-bled...











Poetry by Sabrina
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Written on 2006-10-25 at 18:19

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