MY Treasure
If You Call On Me n I've Already Been Waitin,
Would It Blow Your Mind?
Have You Failed To Realize,
You Finish My Sentence's,
You're So Unique
&
Truely A Rare Find...
MY Treasure
If You Call On Me n I've Already Been Waitin,
Would It Blow Your Mind?
Have You Failed To Realize,
You Finish My Sentence's,
You're So Unique
&
Truely A Rare Find...
Tempy commented on MY Treasure
08-06-2009
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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