Hmm... poetry...

Welsh, I am thinking of typing down the poetry that I am feeling at the moment... Sorry, no rhyming guarenteed. CX.

I know this poem may not rhyme,
but I'm glad I found the time,
To say this simple chime:
I love you.


I sat alone on that hill, overlooking that white mansion. I thought, I was finally here, but I was as stupid as to forget my roses for you, Gwenethandra.

Ok that's all I can think of now... He he *evile grin* perhaps I'll put the more inappropriate stuff in I.N.F.I.N.I.T.Y.