The Meat Locker

The portal into the mind of the Gabemaster. Where his demons are running wild after breaking out of their cages.

Saturday, April 02, 2005

So here is the second weekly poem (or romantic writing) I promised:

Every time I go to sleep, the only thing that goes around my mind is your pretty face of lonely beautiful flowers. I can't stop thinking about your smile and your eyes of love. Inside my heart there is a beautiful picture of you, locked in a safe, decorated by moon flowers, so it is very difficult for me to stop thinking about you when my heart doesn't want to let you go. I am willing to do anything for you, if you ask me for something impossible I will bring down the stars and put them on your feet. Everyday that goes by without seeing you is like a year to me. You dont know how happy my heart gets when I see you even for less than a minute, because my heart is waiting for something, and that something is called Love from you.

--Gabriel--

posted by Gabemaster # 15:11