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Array ( [sid] => 163600 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Perfect Night [time] => 2010-12-08 06:21:36 [hometext] => A night together... Hope you like :D [bodytext] => Leaves in the trees, a rustle faint.
Moonlight shines upon them, a reflective paint.
Through the leaves the light seems to flow,
And hits the soil, as a reflective fluorescent snow.



Occasional gusts make branches knock,
As leaves fall to the soil and rock.
Stars light up the shady sky,
Clouds a few drift on by.

Lying beneath the Oak and Maple trees,
A young couple in a snuggling squeeze.
Resting and relaxing on a quilt,
Free from stress at home, life and guilt.

Overtime descends a midnight fog,
As the couple rises, and sits on a nearby log.
Resting hand in hand, head on head,
The beauty makes them glad, they're not dead.

Gazing out at the wholesome Moon,
And asking why, they must leave so soon.
The scenery visible in the other's eyes,
If immortality is real, surely this is the prize.

On they log they turn around and face the pond,
And enjoy the reflection going on.
The lights from the city in the distance,
Shine on the surface of the pond, a glittery glisten.



The perfect way to see the sights,
Alone together on the perfect night. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 2 [informant] => xHeathenx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
The Perfect Night

Contributed by xHeathenx on Wednesday, 8th December 2010 @ 06:21:36 AM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry



Leaves in the trees, a rustle faint.
Moonlight shines upon them, a reflective paint.
Through the leaves the light seems to flow,
And hits the soil, as a reflective fluorescent snow.



Occasional gusts make branches knock,
As leaves fall to the soil and rock.
Stars light up the shady sky,
Clouds a few drift on by.

Lying beneath the Oak and Maple trees,
A young couple in a snuggling squeeze.
Resting and relaxing on a quilt,
Free from stress at home, life and guilt.

Overtime descends a midnight fog,
As the couple rises, and sits on a nearby log.
Resting hand in hand, head on head,
The beauty makes them glad, they're not dead.

Gazing out at the wholesome Moon,
And asking why, they must leave so soon.
The scenery visible in the other's eyes,
If immortality is real, surely this is the prize.

On they log they turn around and face the pond,
And enjoy the reflection going on.
The lights from the city in the distance,
Shine on the surface of the pond, a glittery glisten.



The perfect way to see the sights,
Alone together on the perfect night.




Copyright © xHeathenx ... [ 2010-12-08 06:21:36]
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Re: The Perfect Night (User Rating: 1 )
by Njd1105 on Wednesday, 8th December 2010 @ 10:43:55 AM AEST
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Great story.
Love it.
Great write!
NjD


Re: The Perfect Night (User Rating: 1 )
by ari_monster on Wednesday, 8th December 2010 @ 05:21:48 PM AEST
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cute:)


Re: The Perfect Night (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Saturday, 21st March 2015 @ 02:15:38 AM AEST
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Great imagery!! Except for the Oak and Maple trees, it sounds like a night on my island.... Great job here...


Re: The Perfect Night (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 24th March 2015 @ 10:14:54 PM AEST
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Very very nice. Except where I tripped up on this On they log they turn around and face the pond, it was an otherwise smooth and relaxing ride.

Thanks,

Tim




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