Saturday, January 31, 2009

Random Verses (9)

You and I, we're words without a rhyme -
Two images caught in time;
A picture to the eyes of the blind.
You and I, we're two of a kind.

In my heart you'll be until we meet;
Till I come home and stumble at your feet.
A feeling so loud yet so discreet;
Growing forevermore with every heartbeat.

Girl, you are so insatiably fine;
How I long to run fingers down your spine!
Alas! I yearn that you were mine -
I'd hold you till the end of time.

If I could have the night and make it mine,
And tell the stars to fall in line -
I'd tell the moon to go and shine,
On the girl I love, with a heart that's mine.


DayDreamBeliever said...

Hey there, welcome to the blogosphere. It's refreshing to see such poetic outpourings, especially from a man! Will look forward to more. All the best.

Carey Suante said...

Very nice (is it so Indian?).

Keep it up, man!

Andy Varte said...

Thanks! I've tried being the guy's guy, but I guess you can't always keep up the facade of manliness all the time...