old poems

i wrote over 2003, so yeah, they are older ones, but everyone tell me what you think.how can i feel likeGod might have ordained thisi dont even know your last namebut i still want your kissyour touch, thats where its atits not obsessioni'm not repressing feelingsi just want your arms around melike being in an angel's embraceas i wish to beyou dont cower to anythingi'm not afraid ofyou craving mei can handle all you can throwi hope you can do the samei'm not about to cave inlest will i fade away in shameyou tend to be my typewhen you like what you seebut when it comes to mei'm not the type of girl you fancyi know what i amand i know what i'm noti'm not trying to be what you wantthis is meIn Need of You 4/3/03a cold wind blowsit penetrates my souland goes deeper than bonesi can feel you near meeven though i dont see your facei know you're hereyou take away my tensionof predetermined perfectionit makes me shiver, almost quiverbecause i know you're neari no longer have a dispositionwith your lack of realismonly that i'm not close enough to you