Reader Poetry

Index - Previous - Next - Add An Entry - Other Topics - Exit 500 entries available. Submitted by IxRing of FirexI from NJ USA Date: Mon May 6 21:53:12 2002 Howie, mon petit . . . Mon petit, I come to you seeking your soul. I need you to redeem my love, complete and make me whole. Without you life has no meaning, I wander through and through. I seek my other half to mend my heart, so roughly torn in two. Will this pain ever cease? Will this pain be soothed within my core? Because if not you, then I say nevermore. If your love shall never touch my flesh, or pulsate through my veins, then alone is what I'd rather be and lonely I'll remain. Index - Previous - Next - Add An Entry - Other Topics - Exit 500 entries available.