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First true love
Contributed by
Maygee
on
Saturday, 9th June 2012 @ 10:25:22 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Mid autumn day, the wind is blowing
Our voices echo, told to be quiet but we keep going.
Bored of this same land, we disrupt further
On a hill of concrete we stand.
Proud we are, spreading the news with our words.
A figure I see on the continuing hill
looking up I stare, unable to move, standing so still
I see her pass to a house unknown
Recognition to them strangers to me
When they walked past, I looked up carefully.
My eyes hypnotized not wandering away
A new kind of blue is looking this way
Only a glimpse before I grow shy
Looking once more for her brown fair hair.
faces me then careleslly, staring from there.
I redden and look away once more then think
"A look once more won't hurt" and in a blink
A hypnotization transformed into paralysation
Pure eyes connecting. my mind is empty
A skip, a heartbeat, a smile, hers so pretty.
Once more her hair appears greeting me farewell
Gone she is and feelings are hidden, I shall not tell
My heart is still racing an extroadinary amount
At the end of the day in bed, I fantasize
Of me and her, without the good byes.
Never forget that faithful day sent from above
When I first experienced my first true love.
Copyright ©
Maygee
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2012-06-09 22:25:22] (Date/Time posted on
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