Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

April 2, 2008

This Point In My Life

by Anonymous

In a storm of voices,
All I hear is you,
In a place filled with faces,
All I see is you.
In all my dreams,
None could be as perfect,
As the ones with you.
In all my thoughts,
All I think about is if this could be really true.
The way your smile captures my eye,
The way you make me feel,
Deep down inside.
Is this a dream,
Is this fake or real?
Then you take my hand,
And tell me everything is gonna be alright,
And you're here to stay by my side.
All that comes,
Ups and the downs,
All of my world has been turned upside down.
I don't know why,
I don't know how.
All I know is how I feel right now,
At this time,
This point in my life.

No comments:

Post a Comment