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Array ( [sid] => 63937 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Reaching for Summer [time] => 2004-09-16 04:10:17 [hometext] => [bodytext] => It's midnight
and the dock beneath me creaks softly.

The planks are still warm
as the balmy breeze
that blows my bangs over my eyes
as I dial your phone number.

Out here I can see every star,
every pinhole in the darkness,
and every car floating along the bayway.

There is only a blue glow by my ear
and Christmas lights that illuminate the dock.
A single strand stretches across the bay to make a bridge,
as if it was plugged into the other side.

I hear the waves ripple against the bank,
filling the awkward silence.
The sound of your voice
and the lazy lapping of the water
dull my senses into a dreamlike longing.

Lying on my back
looking at the sky,
I wonder if you can see that consellation.

It's our astral connection
over the distance,
our reaching to remember the summer. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 179 [topic] => 24 [informant] => lunablue [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LoveRemembered )

Reaching for Summer

Contributed by lunablue on Thursday, 16th September 2004 @ 04:10:17 AM in AEST
Topic: LoveRemembered

It's midnight
and the dock beneath me creaks softly.

The planks are still warm
as the balmy breeze
that blows my bangs over my eyes
as I dial your phone number.

Out here I can see every star,
every pinhole in the darkness,
and every car floating along the bayway.

There is only a blue glow by my ear
and Christmas lights that illuminate the dock.
A single strand stretches across the bay to make a bridge,
as if it was plugged into the other side.

I hear the waves ripple against the bank,
filling the awkward silence.
The sound of your voice
and the lazy lapping of the water
dull my senses into a dreamlike longing.

Lying on my back
looking at the sky,
I wonder if you can see that consellation.

It's our astral connection
over the distance,
our reaching to remember the summer.

Copyright © lunablue ... [ 2004-09-16 04:10:17]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Reaching for Summer (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Thursday, 16th September 2004 @ 04:19:08 AM AEST
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A very romatic dreamy masterpeice.
luv, huggs, smiles,
emy

Re: Reaching for Summer (User Rating: 1 )
by Hurretje on Thursday, 16th September 2004 @ 04:27:10 AM AEST
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Drowsy sweet and gentle remembrance of tender love. I liked reading it.
Greetz,
Hur

Re: Reaching for Summer (User Rating: 1 )
by Somnium on Friday, 12th May 2006 @ 04:24:26 PM AEST
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Beautifully descriptive love story

Ben
:)

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