7 shots of TequilaA Poem by FlowEvery word I uttered softly in her ears Made her dream about heaven and rainbows
Every time we became one we found the pot of gold
At the end of a colorful kiss
See. It was so bold.
What we had was bliss
Involved seduction games,
A sexual revolution, and
Sweet emotions.
Until we lost notion
Of the world around us
And fused as our tongues exchanged DNA.
It was great
It was fly
We were sky high.
Every idea turned into an adventure
Eye contact turned into trantric moments
…Passionate moments…
Yea. Passionate moments that she will never forget.
Because she is going to miss me
When she hears those songs.
When she walks on that street,
When she laughs for no reason.
She is going to long for me, when she sighs,
When she needs a positive vibe in her life,
When she goes to that place…our place…
When the sunshine caresses her face on a bright day
After a stormy night
God knows I’m right.
If she ever hears these words.
She is going to wish I were there, and she is going to feel,
As though she needs me in order to genuinely smile
It will seem as if everyday is a Monday
And some days
It will feel as if she is sailing alone in the Nile,
As if she fails at every trial
As if there is no air to breathe, no melody to sing.
Like a guitar without strings.
She will crave my melody.
She will yearn for my touch,
Eye contact and such
When she desires affection, when she needs protection,
When she dreams of full moon nights in the mist of
Each section
Of my body
Of my mind
And of my tears…
I know…at the end of each day…
She is going to miss me..
© 2008 Flow |
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Added on August 26, 2008 AuthorFlowUnion City, NJAbout:..:Real.:Woman:.Friend.:Light:.Lover.:Truth:.Student.:Poet:..: I want to remind you of that being who will never Stop growing...whose essence is constantly flowing...That who sweats oceans for coins.. more..Writing
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