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I watched him carefully
devouring my eyes
letting my gaze falter
as memories jumped and leaped
ghosts of past bruises
raised caution
but
it was so easy
to drown in that look
his smile spelt promise
so clearly
it made me warm inside
and as we laughed
invisible arms
gently held me
he didnt say a word
he didnt need too
colour me happy
(thats what he did)
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Author notes
This is probably one of the worst poems i have written in a long time, but I needed to write it. So love or hate it, here it is.
Lisa x
Written October 13th, 2004
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this is like an historical archive type thing. at least, that's the way I think of poems of mine that I write this way. I keep them to remember the feelings from that time. I also keep them to look back at and see how far I've come as a writer.
they aren't always your best poems but quite possibly the ones you hold closest to your heart. -
Aww.. I agree with Kastor, this is cute.
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But it's so cute. How can you not like it?
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I'm a fan!
this ones not bad at all acutally. I really liked the form of it. Keep up the writing! -
wow, thats really cool...it seems so blank, but i can sense a definite feeling in it, although i cant tell what it is. the pale blue of this page also adds to the blankness of it. but its an awesome poem, i really enjoyed it. keep it up.
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actually, no, it's not that bad, i find it's brevity extremely powerful, painful, a dance through experience, for experience tends to continually repeat itself ..... thank you for sharing this ...... *cheers* and enjoyed
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