June died, the peonies grew brown around their edges like antique lace- a testament to the beauty of aging romance.
and I waited
and I missed you in my sleep
and I met you in my dreams
early morning mists made rainbow tinted swimming pools out of my pores as you told me the sky sent my eyes to dizzying new heights of blue.
Blue
Blue blue blue, like the color my heart wears when your far from home. Blue like the ocean in your own eyes or blue like an early summer twilight when im trying to catch a glimmer of you, a boy too beautiful for words, with nouns and verbs. Its like trying to pin the wind to my notebook and im left with only the radio for company, still missing you like hell.
Author notes
to my boyfriend whose in jail
A contest entry
- Is Dirty Pretty a Lost Cause? by Hell In Harmony.
6500 points, ended July 22, 2008, 37 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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and I waited
and I missed you in my sleep
and I met you in my dreams
Oh wow. This is really good. I love how you use your words. It really is amazing.
Bookmarked*
♥
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Wowwww. This is absolutely gorgeous.
"Blue blue blue, like the color my hear wears when your far from home. Blue like the ocean in your own eyes or blue like an early summer twilight when im trying to catch a glimmer of you, a boy too beautiful for words, with nouns and verbs. Its like trying to pin the wind to my notebook and im left with only the radio for company, still missing you like hell."
I'm sorry to hear your boyfriend's in jail. I hope everything is alright. Just stay strong; I'm always here if you need someone to talk to. ♥
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Blue blue blue, like the color my hear wears when your far from home. Blue like the ocean in your own eyes or blue like an early summer twilight when im trying to catch a glimmer of you, a boy too beautiful for words, with nouns and verbs. Its like trying to pin the wind to my notebook and im left with only the radio for company, still missing you like hell.
wow.
just wow.
this is beautiful,
but heartbreaking...
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like antique lace- a testament to the beauty of aging romance.
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the way you use words is beautiful. I love it.
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and I missed you in my sleep
and I met you in my dreams
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early morning mists made rainbow tinted swimming pools out of my pores as you told me the sky sent my eyes to dizzying new heights of blue.
Blue
Blue blue blue, like the color my hear wears when your far from home. Blue like the ocean in your own eyes or blue like an early summer twilight when im trying to catch a glimmer of you, a boy too beautiful for words, with nouns and verbs. Its like trying to pin the wind to my notebook and im left with only the radio for company, still missing you like hell.
THAT WHOLE ENDING WAS JUST TO GODDAM GOOD. I didn't even know what to say or do. I just loved how, real-life it seemed. Thank you for this. It was really refreshing.
Kat
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Aw im glad you liked it hun. I haven't been writing for awhile and i was afraid people would be able to tell im a little shaky.
Good luck judging your contest doll.
<3
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wow.
this is how i wish i could write.
early morning mists made rainbow tinted swimming pools out of my pores as you told me the sky sent my eyes to dizzying new heights of blue.
it flows so well, its just
so so beautiful.
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