SourOrang3

There is said to be an old man, who has walked the earth since before the time of man. He is said to be faceless, and has the sight of God; not limited to simply being able to see across all of space and time, but capable of seeing within the minds and hearts of every living creature he encounters, be it man or beast. It is also said that only one living person is capable of seeing him at a time.  It is from the birth to death of this individual that they are allowed to see him, and it is unknown at this time whether this person is chosen by fate or by chance. Not until the death of this one able to see him, is the next newborn decided, and

What do you do when you've broken your heart? Tried to find love but now back at the start. What do you do those times you're alone? Late at night with no one to talk to on the phone. What do you do when you've fallen in love? You thought all was good and she fit like a glove. And all of the sudden it all came undone, And you were a fool and thought she was the one, What do you do when you're all by yourself, Taking the pictures off of the shelf? And placing in boxes with poems you wrote With tears in your eyes and a lump in your throat. What do you do when her thought stabs like a knife, And you know that you've lost her as part

Marlena. I want to write you something to make you smile. To touch your heart. To make your spirits soar. Something to light the twinkle in your eye. Something to give you goosebumps. I want to write you something you'll never forget. I want my words to delight like a kiss upon your lips. To comfort and warm you like a sweet embrace. I want my words to speak loudly and bold, ignited by passion to burn like the sun. To declare "This is truly Love." with triumph and confidence. I want them to be held in your heart and speak to your soul. I want my words to be poetic and, like you, radiant with beauty. I want them to be a place of refuge. Where

You're not just my lover, but my best friend as well A world without you? I'd call it Hell. You were there to catch me, when for you I fell So I'll write you this poem, and hope it goes well. Whenever you're close you make my heart race, My favorite place to be is in your sweet arms embrace. You're the one grounded, while my head's in space For your are one girl, who's impossible to replace. Just the thought of you could get me high, And your touch alone could get me by. You are the fireworks to my fourth of july, The one and the only, apple of my eye. For the door to my heart I've given my key, I'll give you my all, just so you