Its you

Its you who do good
Its you that make me want
The truth about love,
And the freedom of dawn

Its you who hold the secret
To the happiness in life
Its you the story's telling of
when I really loose my mind

My head is now a mess
And I think I love you so
But the truth is: Do you want me
Or should I give up and let you go?

I know I really want to
get to know you better.
And if this thing should work
we have to talk together



Poetry by Jeanette
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Written on 2008-06-25 at 00:48

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Oh dear, sounds like you have fallen badly for some melancholic poet. All I can say is, be careful, they are as dark as their muse.

Smiling at you, welcoming you to the Poetbay of tranquility.

Tai
2008-06-26