A N!ght To Remember



It was dark.
I remember.
Just two candles lit the place.
Rose scent filled the room while,
Soft music played behind!
You stood there, waiting for me.
The lovely flowers you handed to me,
While you sat on your knees.
How happy I was that day,
That for a moment, you took my breath away!

Comments

  1. Sakhi.December 11, 2008 at 2:39 AM

    oho!!who was tht?

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  2. Helennn LouiseDecember 11, 2008 at 3:20 AM

    Hey, im good thanks. Howz you?

    Yeah people are annoying :|

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  3. AnonymousDecember 11, 2008 at 4:01 AM

    Thanks for your support.

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  4. Couture CarrieDecember 11, 2008 at 9:42 AM

    Beautifully tender!

    xoxox,
    CC

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  5. Romans 12:2December 11, 2008 at 10:38 AM

    Your welcome. My plans are to put up the tree without bringing down the house and reflect on God's perfect sacrifice. How about you?

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  6. *::♫♪♥'.victoria.'♥♪♫::*December 11, 2008 at 3:11 PM

    thanks! it reminded me so much of him :)

    and i like this poem too! it was great! :D

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  7. vLoDecember 11, 2008 at 3:23 PM

    that somehow reminds me of sixteen candles from the 1980s or something... great movie... hmm... i think u shud probally change the title... just a self opinion that is...

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  8. lone poetDecember 12, 2008 at 2:46 PM

    that was really good, thanks, sry about that, i'll explain in a post

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  9. DibsyDecember 12, 2008 at 8:24 PM

    XD!!!!!!!

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