the courtshipA Poem by joshua deathdealer06/2011
I wait with my hopes at our secluded spot
anticipating your arrival with flowers in hand the park is always empty this late at night giving us the freedom and leisure we deserve I push my hair in the excitement that hangs like static electricity in the air my heart flutters like a child on a joy ride as the city lights gleam through the trees I've been daydreaming of this moment holding onto our undiluted thoughts of love for weeks our texts and phone calls have sufficed but the need to collapse in each others arms has overwhelmed us into complying I attempt to compose myself, glancing at the time walking around the bench, pacing is more like it the world around drones on, unconcerned with us sitting and rummage through my pockets unconsciously hands come from behind and cover my eyes, guess who I smile, already knowing it's you © 2011 joshua deathdealerAuthor's NoteFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorjoshua deathdealerCasket City, FLAbout"My trepidation of things past is not a song with a beginning, middle and end. But an endless symphony playing infinite variations on the same theme. One day of sadness fades into another and the .. more..Writing
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