The cold mid-Spring wind stung our naked toes,
As they danced on the crisp paving stones.
The murky moon stared down on us that beautiful night,
(Maybe it was wrong but it felt so right.)-----not sure
It seemed that the rules didn’t apply when we were in the city,
How could I care when your eyes looked so pretty?
The cold air turned my fingers blue,
Matching the jumper I wore, belonging to you.
“You’re special”, you told me,
Confirmed by the way you held me.
I knew that when we got home it would all be gone,
So I didn’t want to sit around waiting for dawn.
The smoky skies held no stars,
But I didn’t care because tonight was ours.
I had a habit of pushing you away,
But the spirit of the night had consumed the fears of the day.
Buildings scraped the sky,
The sky that looked upon you and I.
You had a history of turning your back to me,
But just for that one night,
Dancing on the pavement,
Staring at the sky,
We were free.
We were free.
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I've written a poem
Started by x~gracie-may~x, May 04 2009 08:34 AM
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Posted 05 May 2009 - 02:27 AM
I would read your poem, but unfortunately Im a bloke an suffer from poetry disintrest. However, if I was capable of reading a whole poem, I'm sure I would read and enjoy this one.
Unfortunately I must retire and fry some bacon.
Unfortunately I must retire and fry some bacon.
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Posted 05 May 2009 - 04:52 AM
Could you send some this way Largo?
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The funky cold one
Posted 05 May 2009 - 08:01 AM
I had a fried egg sammich this morning with colby and bacon on top.
OM NOM NOM.
OM NOM NOM.
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Posted 05 May 2009 - 09:29 AM
mmm sandwich
girly poetic moment over...chocolate spread and peanut butter time!!
girly poetic moment over...chocolate spread and peanut butter time!!
Gracie xx
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Posted 05 May 2009 - 12:27 PM
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Posted 05 May 2009 - 12:52 PM
I'm sure she didn't turn you into butter.
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Posted 05 May 2009 - 01:30 PM
QUOTE (Funky Cold Adina @ May 6 2009, 02:01 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
I had a fried egg sammich this morning with colby and bacon on top.
OM NOM NOM.
OM NOM NOM.
Num nums!
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