Love seems to fly by my eyes.
Always hidden in disguise.
Love for me is always just out of reach.
Like a giant tree with a ripe tasty peach.
Why does love fill me with despair?
Is it possible for my heart to repair?
Love is like the rissing sun.
It comes and fills up with hope and happiness.
Then it goes and you feel loneliness.
I climbed up and I'm sitting in the peach tree.
Now I'm waiting for you to come and rescue me.
Author notes
esimbf
A contest entry
- A ...=...Anything by TheAshtrayGirl.
550 points, ended March 13, 2008, 51 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
-
I liked this a lot. really nice write.
-
:)
This is great
Short and sweet
Very cute
I really like the ending
'I climbed up and I'm sitting in the peach tree.
Now I'm waiting for you to come and rescue me. '
Great Job
Thankyou for entering my contest
&
Good luck
Jaz <3
Adding your comment:
