WanderlustA Poem by LiefjeA constant yearning to see and do amazing things, just for the sake of feeling a rush.Do you feel her? The stirring of the air Around you As she brushes past, Capturing your curiosity? You watch her weave away Through the crowds Of utterly clueless people And wonder how they don’t See her, How they aren’t fully and completely Entranced By her spectacular Allure. She saunters away, Hips swaying lazily. You quicken your pace, Catching broken glimpses Of her Scarlet dress, Her raven black hair Which flies out behind her In waves Through the masses of Oblivious people But as soon as you Get close She begins to slip away You grab her arm Twirl her into you She has fire in her eyes That is playful but Dangerous You can count the freckles On her cheeks Once again However She slips from your grasp Whilst quirking an eyebrow And smirking, amused. You begin the chase again.
Can you feel her? The air, Which buzzes with anxious Energy When she’s near, And surrounds you And excites you And fills you to the brim With anticipation? I can. Always. Once you notice her, You never forget And you are forever In pursuit. So join hands with me As we turn our faces defiantly Into the wind And pursue that Magnificent and evasive temptress: Adventure © 2013 LiefjeAuthor's Note
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Added on March 3, 2013Last Updated on March 4, 2013 AuthorLiefjeNYAboutIt seems as though you've stumbled across my humble little corner of the internet. Find yourself a comfy arm chair and stay a while if you'd like. more..Writing
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