Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Poem

My heart shines like the sun
Does not want to be broken like glass
It is as fragile as a flower
It beats when I see her
It stops when she gone
This is my heart


My heart has been broken before
But with you it feels like you are holding it like its yours
It is strong as an ox
When I think of you
It pumps as fast as a cheetah when you are next to me
This is my heart