Dangerous…
Dangerous….
The way your lips part when you smile,
The way your eyes kill others yet warm me up,
The way I feel when am with you,
They way you walk 
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Dangerous…
The scar on your cheek,
The sarcasm in your talk,
The concern in your eyes,
The warmth of your embrace,
The soft beating of your heart,
The hillsongs and the riddims….
Dangerous
25/08/06
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Ahh, and this is a very coool poem. You must be careful of those dangerous ones, Ngetha. Your poem made her sound vvvery dangerous, haha, that is a smiley and cool poem.
i know who is the person…and she is so lucky to have u…as a friend… so far… even me am lucky to have u as a friend… luv u…as a friend…lol
@Paul
Thanks, i’ll try and be careful, i dont think she is as dangerous, but really dangerous in this sense means super cool, or just plain amazing….
@Natacha
Yup you are right on all, am glad we’re friends too,love you too….
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Yes, I read this poem again and it really swings. I can really imagine the lady in the poem. It’s wonderful.
Yup, she’s great….thanks