If you have ever stepped outside during the light November rain,
you would notice the slight misting upon your hair,
and the shiver that would dash through your spine
and you'd back away from this coldness.
But I enjoy this rain, it is quite amazing to see
as it makes the earth look as though it was just born,
small crystals birthed from the heavens.
I'd like to teach you to see the world as I do,
not as a dipleasureable thing, but as a lovely one
you could enjoy with someone close to you.
And I'd like if the aforementioned "someone"...
was, in fact, me.
I'd like to gaze up into the darkness of those clouds
and still feel the light you'd provide me.
I'd like to sit with you on the dark-painted porch,
in the cold November rain.
I'd like to see your dark lashes coated in tiny droplets
shining their own surreal sprarkle
matching your amazing eyes.
I'd like to breathe in your intoxicating scent,
out here in the cold November rain.
I'd like to be kept warm by slim yet strong arms
from the cold November rain.
Perhaps that's what every romantic eccentric needs;
out here in the November rain.
[...Don't you think that you need someone?...]
Be honest. Do you like it?
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nifty. i expected to find something ALOT stranger than i found when i clicked on the poem. its a good thing for you though. i liked it ^_^
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Thank you, and.. long time so see! Heh...
You have my... story....still.. I do want that back before school lets out!
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i like it!!!
i wouldnt be able to write something as amazing as this poem!!!!
it made me think! its just so great, that im speechless about it!
good job! you're very talented!
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Thank you very much! You are quite kind!
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sometimes we all need someone, and i think we all could use some November rain
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Agreed! Thank you for commenting!
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