#cheesypoem

[schizocats-thoughts]

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well i was lonely then i met you

i could only hope you felt it too

when i spoke you seem to care 

so beautiful all i did was stare

you told me you loved me i thought i die

never though love would give another try

now with you all i do is smile

for you i would walk a million miles

i promise this love will ever last

we both have come from a broken past

together once broken now are one

loving each other is so much fun

a little cheesy but you get the point

[9300km-blog]

Love is... Love is feeling cold in the back of vans Love is a fanclub with only two fans Love is walking holding paintstained hands Love is. Love is fish and chips on winter nights Love is blankets full of strange delights Love is when you don't put out the light Love is Love is the presents in Christmas shops Love is when you're feeling Top of the Pops Love is what happens when the music stops Love is Love is white panties lying all forlorn Love is pink nightdresses still slightly warm Love is when you have to leave at dawn Love is Love is you and love is me Love is prison and love is free Love's what's there when you are away from me Love is...

Adrian Henri

[sgtpenguin]

Cheesy poem

Your smile is like the moon It lights up my sky at night Even in the darkest nights Your smile lights up the sky

[letsmakeamoment]

Promise

I'll promise you every broken heart-beat,  And I'll promise you these broken wings, I know it's not much but I'll promise it all, If only you promise to love me.

I'll promise to build us a future, And I promise it won't go as planned, It won't always be easy but I'll promise it all, If only you promise to love me.

I'll promise you laughs and adventure, And to always be by your side, The years will role by but I'll promise it all,  If only you promise to love me.

I'll promise you all of my love, And to be yours for all of my days, It's all that I have but I'll promise it all, If only you promise to love me.

[letsmakeamoment]

Chicago

We can have favorite coffee shops that sit on street corners  the streets are the jungles and we the brave explorers.

We'll wear scarfs and dress like hipsters, I'll be the mrs and you'll be my mr.

In museums and concert halls we can pass all our time, we can call it home because home is wherever you're mine.

We will explore the city by day and by night, it will take our adventuring to brand new heights.

Lets move to the city, get lost, make it ours, with you by my side is where I want to spend my hours.