She talks in mystery despite
the thousand times we spoke with sighs;
And when I tried to set things right
Her true thoughts could I ne’er surmise
Thus softened ‘neath her verbal might
I wait the day I’ll gain her prize.
One word the more, one sound the less
Would half impair her vocal grace
That causes me to acquiesce
How much I long to give embrace
Though this the wish I must suppress
No other thoughts can this replace.
A contest entry
- Unknown crush contest *_* by TwilightBloodRuns.
375 points, ended March 4, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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note: that last comment wasn't by me. just for clarification.
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This is really good!!! Good job. Who's the girl?
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A very well written piece of poetry. I can see the hidden love crush throughout. Good luck in the contest.
Kelli
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