London Ray Repke
It is a time of extrordinary things,
Hearts gleam as butterfly wings
Trace the lines on the pavement,
Your sweet words were heavensent.
Your voice trembles as my hand does,
Tell me you love me, just because.
Your eyes, brighter than the stars that shine,
Is it true that you're really mine?
You're the reason for my smile,
Even though it hides once in a while
Take a hold of my sleeve,
That's where my heart is, please don't leave
The weather turns colder,
We're slowly, oh so slowly getting older.
BIO: London Ray Repke is from the midwest and enjoys writing "to express myself and let out my emotions."
MOTIVATION:: hardships, life, love