Tuesday, September 29, 2009


Like a lighter to my cigarette
Just one touch
Sets me on fire.
Like the blood
Running through my veins
His love flows through me.
His voice makes me shiver,
One look makes me quiver.
I bask in this presence,
I am the apple of his eye.
By his side I can achieve anything.
He is my past, present and future.

©thelma migue, 2009

1 comment:

  1. I like. I can see your progression is going well, keep it up gal...