Poems from AlexTheCat
These poems arn't really well written, yet somehow I find that I'm smitten
For poetrys sake, and not to be fake, I write and I type just to...
When the cold has crept upon us
and there is no more room for heat or sight
Come to me for comfort and warmth
for I am, The Last Remaining...
Moonlight and Street Lamps shine under you, around you
Your beauty too much to be put into mere words, yet I try so
These letters of lust...
He wrote with enthusiasm, for it was all he could do
Talent, he had little, this much was true
No ball to be thrown, no girl to be wooed...
For you know of love my dear? Of her warm and loving embrace?
Her subtle soft kisses, expel all your wishes, and leave but her heart in...