Ren FaireA Poem by Jemima LaingAmber will forever be the smell of good sex Because of what you said And we had a good time there Standing beside the path, flirting at the Ren Faire You in your blue bodice that matched your eyes The very eyes that sparkled with infatuation Or lack of oxygen, I couldn’t quite tell We made each others day more interesting As you chased me through the crowds Trying to catch me, and make me buy your wreaths And in the end I think I let you catch me But I didn’t really get to know you You didn’t really mean anything to me A person whose company I enjoyed, nothing more What you really did for me though Was so much more than that You made me realize what I truly miss I miss the feeling of someone’s arms Wrapped strongly around me And how you did that without us touching I will never know, I just wanted to say thank you © 2009 Jemima Laing |
Stats
96 Views
Added on October 13, 2009 AuthorJemima LaingEl Verano, CAAboutNot much to say. I tend to be influenced by whatever music I am listening to. I also miss-spell many words. My passions include massive amounts of reading and fencing. I do tend break out in song rand.. more..Writing
|