A Chat.
I’ve never have spoken with a stranger but for some reason my spirit spoke to me and said there was something special about you. Something inside of me just didn’t let me get back into my car and ride off without speaking to you.
First, I said something to you that might have sounded a little strange but you understood so we sat down and had some coffee together and had a chat together. I found out we had several things in common. So I grab your digits and then we got connected with each other.
I was explaining each night that I was the right one for you to supply all of your needs. Yea I’m sure I’m going to get on your bad side sometimes but who’s to say that were perfect. I’m sure you will do the same to me but guess what I’ll still love you no matter what that is what true love is all about soaring high even when times get rough.
©2006 Samuel S. West
This poem was written by Samuel West on Dec 22, 2007.
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