I woke up
Like it all happened
In a dream
We went out
To do the wash
Just a regular
Thursday night
Only difference was
That he was there
No one ever offered
To help me fold my panties before
Let alone a man
Let alone in such a public place
During a first time meeting
I should have been offended
Most often would have been
But it was the way
He...
Was
Is
Wtf I don't even know what I'm saying
If only he hadn't asked me for my phone number
Or if only I hadn't given it to him
If only he hadn't called
And plastered me
Up into this floating bubble
Dimension 'BLISS'
That unforgettable kiss
Sent the world around me
Twirling into wherever I am
And then...
He left
And his scarf stayed
So I know he'll call
Because it's one of those
Expensive ones
Doused in a cologne
I have never smelled before
Or if I did
It wasn't his
And it sure
Didn't send me here
To this nirvanic plane
The only thing I can
Wonder is if
I'll ever be the same
Or...
Waiit a minute...
What's his name???? !!!
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not two days ago I was giving
not two days ago I was giving a lifestyle talk on this exact issue! some well explained truths here and the exemplar just beautiful! I love the poem the setting out of it played really well with the mood and the ideas. excellent! would I be able to use your poem as a reference? Young girls need some good direction! hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Oh absolutely if tou think it
Oh absolutely if you think it would help. That is the inspiration behind it!! Would be my joy, Ssmoothie. Even if it made one think twice... hey... that's one!!
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
One? im talking rooms of 20-100!
thankyou! ever so grateful!!! xox hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
You have no idea...talk about
You have no idea...talk about "warming my heart". Really, thank you and you are so welcome. That is why I prefer to put my stuff on the web rather than try to sell books, Smoothie. You never know who it may help.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Hijack Ransom = Lifetime Woe
Hijack Ransom = Lifetime Woe.Different breed of poem.
©bishu
Yes, it's mother was far
Yes, it's mother was far right, and father far left. He came from a mixed marriage.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
this is amazing :)!!
this is amazing :)!!
So glad you liked it! I am
So glad you liked it! I am surprised!! Lol. I have very little imagination but now I am thinking I may try a short story write!!
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Very Nice
I really like the way this poem was written. I've never seen that format before, And the story is really good. Honestly I wanted to hear more.
Thanks...it actually wasn't
Thanks...it actually wasn't completely the way I wanted. So glad people enjoyed it the way it came out!! I didn't expect people to read it. The format--- just wanted to try something different!! Yes, I think it worked for this one!!
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Sounds like a scene from a
Sounds like a scene from a movie. Some romantic comedy. Names can be overrated. Oh and I love this song and the entire album it is from. And it was pretty cool how you spaced the words. Nice Nightlight.
Long days and pleasant nights
Diamond
Glad you liked it. Yes I love
Glad you liked it. Yes I love "momentary lapse" too. As a matter of fact, I'm a huge fan of the pink.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "