Memories
of you and me,
holding hands
feeling free.
Walking together
alone in parks,
kissing softly
after dark.
I still want us
to be together,
we can get through
this stormy weather.
Who gives a shit
what others think?
Without you
I am on the brink.
My love is strong,
but on my own
I am so weak
feel so alone.
Please take me back,
return my love;
because your hand
is my hands glove.
Author notes
Angelina Avaritia
Not quite friends yet, but we could be having already met? Hope you let this one in!
A contest entry
- Prove You Love Me (For My Friends and Family Only) by White Tail.
1500 points, ended May 19, 2008, 7 entries
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Comments
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You are a romantic, aren't you ? This poem is sweet and simple, the way love should be but not the way it is lol. I guess that may mean that you are an idealist rather than a realist - if so, good for you Sarah Jane. You are right to not give a "shit" what others think as they are often the biggest hypocrites around. Liked the glove image too. Tony x
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