Rachel's Poem


always there for me

listening to my plea

voice keeps playing in my head

creeping like the living dead

beautiful pictures of you

images develope into

sweet visions of fire

I keep getting hot flashes

my skin is burning into ashes

butterflies flutter inside

waves of love like a rising tide

longing to hold

don't withold

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Wasd writtena nd inpired by a past crush Named rachel,  time goes by thing change this poem doesn't chnage though my heart has.

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I loved the rhyme scheme in here, it was very unique. Beside that, it kept the theme in mind, and was very pretty. --Trisha-Noelle