to just feel her touch,
needed oh so much,
feeling her needs,
like fallen weeds,
or as if on a grassy meadow,
she makes my heart mellow,
dying inside,
killing my pride,
each day I slide,
into my old,and lonely world,
looking for my special girl,
and makes my lonely heart jello,
making this ol' man mellow,
please let me show,
my true love will grow,
and take this lonely fellow,
my hearts on a sleeve,
no not to grieve,
only wishes from this only soul,
wanting kisses from her is my goal,
growing old,getting bold,
feeling love true unfold,
needing now,wonders how,
when will my story be told?..........lonely soul.....M.

wow.. hon that was really nicely done :)

weirdo

good job

thanx for only the kind words

It's beautiful Michael

that kewl bb ,,

love that one michael

very pretty dreamer.......

Thank You all.....M.

thanx

wow m thats was awesome your a true poet

I am very glad you think so,
now if my special someone would just read this,
we can go ahead with our happieness...M.

maybe she already has and just doesn't know what to say....and if i make
no sense forgive me I am fevered and ill

Jenn,
I hear ya! We are fevered and ill here in our house too.
Laid up since Thanksgiving. Mike, I offer my prayer that
you will not be the lonely soul much longer. I think
Mike, Pimp Daddy, has a nicer ring to it!

pimp daddy,yes and kinda caddy,
as names go don't you know,
if it were up to me to pick a name,
Mr. poet,would be my game,,,lol...

lol

WOW... THAT WAS GRATE I REALLY LIKE IT

had fun with it too...