fridge words

you know those little magnetic fridge words? yeah well this is what i made:

she could lie here and sleep,

dreaming of summer on water

and the cool symphony of light.

frantically falling from two to one,

we shine delicate blue lust.

a whisper in her hair-

the aches are no weakness

but the moment we felt love.

she is some mist and moon-

wanted like beauty and lucious petals.

sweet and bare, these visions of her.

i mean to say:

love me always, and run after me.

Reviews

[Cassidy Mask]

I love making poems on the fridge but my brother always tells me they're too depressing and gets rid of them.
Great poem, mine (when using fridge words... and often when not) don't tend to make sense. :D