My hand trembles,
breathing altered to a nervous rhythm
I giggle as you hold me,
smiling in the
warm embrace of summer
lying next to you,
resting my cheek to your chest
so many things I want to say...
I blush and burrow my face in your shirt...
tracing my finger on your skin
next to the soft chiming of the wind
the sky is full of clouds,
fluffy
I smile again and wrap my arms around you,
A feather
made of whisps of heaven...
pure and glistening
rests itself upon my palm
everything goes quiet
my breathing echoes throughout the whole field
our world...
I look up to you,
face rose coloured, blushing
you sit up gently
and everything stills
even the wind stops
the fluffy clouds slowing
my eyes widen as your lips move closer,
catching mine
blushing more,
but you enclose me in you,
and I lose myself in your aura,
but the clouds darken
they tear you away from me...
tears stain my cheeks
I long to kiss you once more...
the feather drifts from my palm,
my view goes black...
the snow white of the feather and a memory of you my last thoughts
my world has become you
breathing altered to a nervous rhythm
I giggle as you hold me,
smiling in the
warm embrace of summer
lying next to you,
resting my cheek to your chest
so many things I want to say...
I blush and burrow my face in your shirt...
tracing my finger on your skin
next to the soft chiming of the wind
the sky is full of clouds,
fluffy
I smile again and wrap my arms around you,
A feather
made of whisps of heaven...
pure and glistening
rests itself upon my palm
everything goes quiet
my breathing echoes throughout the whole field
our world...
I look up to you,
face rose coloured, blushing
you sit up gently
and everything stills
even the wind stops
the fluffy clouds slowing
my eyes widen as your lips move closer,
catching mine
blushing more,
but you enclose me in you,
and I lose myself in your aura,
but the clouds darken
they tear you away from me...
tears stain my cheeks
I long to kiss you once more...
the feather drifts from my palm,
my view goes black...
the snow white of the feather and a memory of you my last thoughts
my world has become you
Author notes
another strange one....i'm sorry I'm doin these straight away, I havent written them down before so can't make it very good...it's just showing feelings again, but I wanted ot write something nice, about an odd dream reflecting feelings and wishes...thanku for reading*hugs* if you have
Written January 14th, 2006
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Hey sweetie.
This is a beautiful write. I've never seen you write something so visual before. I could see the events in my head
I'm always here to talk okay?
Love you,
XxX

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It is a very nice poem. why did you say it is wierd? i didn't find anything that I could consider wierd. but this was nice light poem, something to take my mind off of death and other dark things. there was only one thing i didn't like about this poem...the fact that its a love poem...overall it is great! keep up the good work
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This.. is one of the most beautiful things I've read. The title instantly drew me in, and..just wow. I'm actually speechless. I can't think of anything to say other than blind praise.
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another really kool poem, you write such nice emotional poems there all really good
^x^
-xxx-ChimeraDragonflame-xxx-


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