It's something I made up out of the blue...
my heart was touched by an angel's hands,
I become aware of this warm and gentle feelings,
All I want to do is hold you in my arms,
but that is not the place where you belong.
You leave me with no choice.
You are my sun,
and I am your moon.
In the darkest of nights,
there will be a boon.
This blooming feeling will never show its beauty,
Thanks to you who showed me,
that love is pretty.
I will never show another sad face.
All I want to know,
is whether you have ever love me so.
You captured my heart,
though it feels like a dream.
At least I have a taste of
a heart aching gleam.
My pain will be my strength to carry on.
You are my sun,
and I am your moon.
In the darkest of nights,
there will be a boon.
This blooming feeling will never show its beauty,
Thanks to you who showed me,
that love is pretty.
You resist all temptation,
You stay true to yourself,
You open my eyes to the real me,
So glad was I
when you've set me free.
Feelings of the heart are not easily expressed,
Thank you for showing me how it feels to be in love...
You are my sun,
and I am your moon.
In the darkest of nights,
there will be a boon.
This blooming feeling will never show its beauty,
Thanks to you who showed me,
that love is pretty.
They say dreams are never ending hope
and love is a mystery unsolved.
I will stand tall and bear all that I could cope,
Thank you for showing me how it feels to be in love.
Poetry by syer
Read 771 times
Written on 2008-10-10 at 00:13
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Seeing the real you,my heart was touched by an angel's hands,
I become aware of this warm and gentle feelings,
All I want to do is hold you in my arms,
but that is not the place where you belong.
You leave me with no choice.
You are my sun,
and I am your moon.
In the darkest of nights,
there will be a boon.
This blooming feeling will never show its beauty,
Thanks to you who showed me,
that love is pretty.
I will never show another sad face.
All I want to know,
is whether you have ever love me so.
You captured my heart,
though it feels like a dream.
At least I have a taste of
a heart aching gleam.
My pain will be my strength to carry on.
You are my sun,
and I am your moon.
In the darkest of nights,
there will be a boon.
This blooming feeling will never show its beauty,
Thanks to you who showed me,
that love is pretty.
You resist all temptation,
You stay true to yourself,
You open my eyes to the real me,
So glad was I
when you've set me free.
Feelings of the heart are not easily expressed,
Thank you for showing me how it feels to be in love...
You are my sun,
and I am your moon.
In the darkest of nights,
there will be a boon.
This blooming feeling will never show its beauty,
Thanks to you who showed me,
that love is pretty.
They say dreams are never ending hope
and love is a mystery unsolved.
I will stand tall and bear all that I could cope,
Thank you for showing me how it feels to be in love.
Poetry by syer
Read 771 times
Written on 2008-10-10 at 00:13
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