Thursday, May 15, 2008
He is lonesome.
He misses you terribly.
He awaits your return to his arms.
He knows why your love seems so right
He loves you. You are his heart.
He can not feel a thing without you.
That you should call him 'dear'
Makes him one of the luckiest men alive!
You alone possess his soul.
You reside at center of his thoughts.
You are his every emotion.
You are his goddess;
You are his dream come true.
You are the love of his life.
Posted by STANLEY PACION at 3:29 AM