I've been papered on this wall for hours,
An occasions I'll remember to regret someday,
You seem to be contemplating subtly
While I stain the decor a pastel marigold.
A lifetime cannot be lived to hesitance;
I eye your shoes from this corner of the room
Your laces are untied-I wonder if I
should warn you about falling.
But I can't, the atmosphere won't budge
Its affixiated with cigarette smoke, and
Dense obscenities uttered from lips
That simply long to feel something else.
Tonight, our eyes will be more intimate
Than the rest of us. I swear I am fine,
You blink and I notice the veins of your eyelids
Every inclination about you is near perfect.
I used to be a dancer, when I was young
As close to soaring as God would allow.
You are a carpenter, like your father, and his.
Our soles know the cold of bare bones.
Was the night long? It carried rashly,
It ended with haste. Already, I miss your stare
Yet there'll be other seasons and other parties
Other chances to be dancers among giants.
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I missed this.
this is for me
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hey
Tonight, our eyes will be more intimate
Than the rest of us. I swear I am fine,
You blink and I notice the veins of your eyelids
Every inclination about you is near perfect.
I used to be a dancer, when I was young
As close to soaring as God would allow.
You are a carpenter, like your father, and his.
Our soles know the cold of bare bones.
Was the night long? It carried rashly,
It ended with haste. Already, I miss your stare
Yet there'll be other seasons and other parties
Other chances to be dancers among giants.
this poem was very good. u did a alsome job with it. Keep da ink flowing..
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Hmmm... I don't like this poem that much danny. Its weird. It just, almost feels like your trying to make it too complex. if you were going for abstract, well Its pretty close. I dunno. Sorry.
And that's just my opinion. Yea know? -
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hey, don't apologize it's okay :]
i'm always open to criticism so thanks
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