Poems from tawnynookami
cerulean eyes lie behind your disguise,
Hair such an earthy surprise,
The smell of your body,
brings my demise.
How,
can i explain what you...
Cerulean eyes,
how they hide your lies,
Your loves in every way.
Your brown strands,
The strong grip of your hands,
Makes me like to say,...
If white is, persay, the colour of death? It seemingly must be related to the item called meth.
If green is the colour of life, why does...
Through wind and rain and weathered pain my weary soul has fought for you.
Though many steeds of different breeds have tried to win my love...
Flowery wreaths in hair spun of gold,
Will o wisp pupils that gaze so lightly,
And skin of velvety goldenrod.
My love, My love,...