I Cinta her deeply, though she cant see it...my knees falling out beneath me.
a gentle smile, whitch drives me wild, for whitch i cant control it.
a laugh like honey, a wink of play.
mysterious as the night, bright as day.
i hide from her, though shes always there..how badly do i want to run my fingers through her hair.
i need her warmth, to hold me close, and yet shes so far away.
a tender kiss, on soft sweet woman lips.
a great dear friend, until the end, she loves me as i Cinta her. but knowing we can never be, unless if i grow older.

*OK i suck at puisi so dont be all like "HEY..u suck" people ik i suck. but this is how i feel sometimes being in Cinta with someone i cant be with. this was written for my amazing friend, one who i Cinta lebih then she will ever know, i Cinta anda very much MEE:)--and no not mee as in me, myself...those is my code name for my love.



any other poets out there? id really lke to read a nice Cinta poem, doesnt have to be all rymey atau even about someone in real life anda can just write it atau maybe..dedicate it to someone anda Cinta but could never recive it back.




im sorry if im getting all mushy and spirtual on youz...Boo crazy without coffee...nd being so much in love...-falls dramatically to floor-