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By Mercy Echenique Date: 2011 Feb 20 Comment on this Work [[2011.02.20.23.56.25435]] |
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They say April showers bring May flowers. But what if the flowers from May, never get a say because it never rained? I have you in my dreams, but your gone when I awaken. In translations, this means that you could never be mine because we're already taken. You are a pretty flower, but I never get a say. You are gone for so long, she's kept you away. She keeps you at bay, But I will find a way, To get you for my self, if only for a day. So beautiful you are, lips so luscious and pink. You frequently run through my mind, from when I sleep to when I think. Such an amazing body you possess. Oh how your curves I'd love to caress. Voluptuous and delicate you are. You could be so close, but yet so very far. I said when I got back on (to poetry), you'd be my 1st creation. You truly motivate me, you are an inspiration. In your eyes, there lies a special fire. To see you happy is what I desire. You have a spark in you that cannot be extinguished. There's something about you that can always be distinguished. A pleasant personality, so joyous and energetic. You are like a painting that one would find aesthetic. As I write this, I find myself to be pathetic. Why you ask? Its simple really, for I think you may not feel the same. I am just another person in this world with no important name. You are an amazing woman, in my thoughts you have remained. My sexual desires are strong and must be kept contained, Well at least until a wanted kiss is attained. Always keep a positive attitude towards life and love. All works out for the best, just say your prayer to a dove, And it will always be heard high above. I'll stop now before my rhymes begin to worsen. Well this is where I will end this poem dedicated to an amazing person. |