when i think of you

by Ray112

Published November 30, 2009

When I think of you.


When I think of you I remember your eyes.
I remember the deep intellect that burns
behind the bright hues and shades of blue that look at me
when I look at you.


When I think of you I see your smile.
Your kind smile that's perhaps as beautiful too
as the way I view the world when I see you and...
I feel week inside.


You make me nervous in a way only you can do,
and I've grown an attraction that goes beyond the physical untrue,
and have become enslaved to the impulse of youth which,
gave birth to a sexual attraction of the intellectual level.
When I think of you...


I fall in love again...physically, mentally, spiritually

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fiction903
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fiction903 commented Comment · Feb 5, 2010

Nice poem!
I noticed one mistake when you said It makes me feel week I think you meant to say weak.
Have a nice day

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servant4christ
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servant4christ commented Comment · Feb 5, 2010

Very beautiful, and I think you mean it too :)

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teo
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teo commented Comment · Dec 1, 2009

I like. Very nice, maybe because i can relate. weell done

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AyumiGosu17
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AyumiGosu17 commented Comment · Dec 1, 2009

Aww...this is so sweet! I like this!

But a pointer:

"Week" in line 9 should be "weak".

Other than that, VERY nice! :D



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