I'm up late,
And I'm exhasted...
But all I can do Is stare at you.
Your handsome, and kind.
Sweet and funny.
I love those deep blue eyes.
So much torture you've endured.
I'll heal your heart my love.
Or die trying.
I'll hold your hand till my last breath.
Hold your head to my chest,
Till my heart turns cold.
I love you,
Please dont ever leave me.
My heart,
My dear,
My love.
Dedicated to Thomas W. Bishop,
The man of ny dreams.
COMMENTS
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SleeperKing27
19:21 Jul 11 2011
that is very beautiful my love!!
no one has ever written anything like that to me before!
I love you very much and thank you mama bear!
you are the lady of ny...I mean my dreams as well lol
xoxoxo;]