when i see you
when i see him
my heart skips a beath
my hands get sweaty
when i see him i cant breath
is this love
when i see him i cant speak
my words get jummbled up
when i see him
i smile wide
when i see him
I only see him thats
all i want too see
i see no one else
Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| when i see you | 0 | 03/04/2011 |
| look at me | 1 | 02/07/2011 |
| why is it so hard | 0 | 01/20/2011 |
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