Perry Campanella
36,176 poems read
AWE
It may only be virtuality, so to me,
when I pick-up where I left off...
from that poem journal you sent,
'Why', my dreamy eyes see yours...
Your voice so soothing as I read
verse after verse, crystal clear
each syllable I hear,
I picture you on my pillow, here...
my words I want to tell you, I'm reading,
this ink I'm touching did flow so,...
colorful as from your quill pen, I'm all aglow
How you knew these right words I'm feeling,
as I read along, I'd truly like to know...
No one thing nor anyone has ever effected me,
quite this way, this imagery your words paint,
I feel 'faint', my heart is pounding as I long for,
more of your sweet expressions that come...
through each rhyming poem...
I'm full of your lovely passions,
I mark your words, truly 'awe', all...
so set these covers together, rest that little love,
this starts over, as I reach to pick up your call.
when I pick-up where I left off...
from that poem journal you sent,
'Why', my dreamy eyes see yours...
Your voice so soothing as I read
verse after verse, crystal clear
each syllable I hear,
I picture you on my pillow, here...
my words I want to tell you, I'm reading,
this ink I'm touching did flow so,...
colorful as from your quill pen, I'm all aglow
How you knew these right words I'm feeling,
as I read along, I'd truly like to know...
No one thing nor anyone has ever effected me,
quite this way, this imagery your words paint,
I feel 'faint', my heart is pounding as I long for,
more of your sweet expressions that come...
through each rhyming poem...
I'm full of your lovely passions,
I mark your words, truly 'awe', all...
so set these covers together, rest that little love,
this starts over, as I reach to pick up your call.