My Midnite Lover

She is Crazyly weird,

We dance,

We sing,

We arn't to be seeing each other,

When midnite comes,

My world is ready to be rocked,

We meet at the same place,

It is all at the same time,

Twelve Midnite,

We talk,

Dance,

Sing,

Kiss,

And at one AM,

It ends,

Well just till Midnite.

Reviews

[Domo]

Cool, I love how you matched the structure to the mood of the poem.
great job. :)

[Deaths Cold Kiss]

i like this !

[Nikki]

awesome1!!!

[VioletRose]

COOL