I like poems so so much, they're a way of planting my feet strong and thinking clearly, being honest and deep with others and most importantly myself, well, I need a shower after this long day, even more so a nice time at the beach near the Mobile Bay. but first I'll finish this poem. ya know, I dream about going to a certain beach again someday, I say dreams do come true, whadoya think? dudes, what else can I believe in when I have a link? I am linked to love, to showers of despair, hurt, and vulnerability, I care even if you're not to others a beautiful dove, just believe me and we'll go on, for those that don't care about me or seek to hurt me or humiliate me, know that you can't take away the love I have wanting to spurt out. Let's be sappy, you know we can be happy, 'cause dreams do come true after all I believe in you. I need no more, and I mean all this from the core. After reading this, I am an apple, red and blushing and not from wine that looks like Cran-Apple. We're true, and when I am blue, from what others do, I think of you. Your beauty is so true. One day, I hope you or I will get the cue. We live so near, yet so far. You're always alive in my home even when you're not there. Today, you're the girl next door, the same one I believed as a kid would one day soar. Into the sky sprouts a seed, Honey, there's nothing left to heed. I love you, and I am blinded by love. Love is better than bitterness and pure hate, if only a certain someone could take notice and change. But I'm afraid some humans don't have a shooting range. They can't tell how far off they are from being true. And so here we are. We're right on par. We are true. I am true. You are true. Bah, humbug! Mom and Dad, I love her so, if only I could tell you how much! She's a beauty with long, silky black hair. Beautiful, humble, and graceful inside and out. Much love. My friend's in love too with a man I've never met, but we'll remain the bestest friends forever. He'll be my best man, and I'll be his. THE END!