Just you!
Although we just met;
You are so hard to forget.
The twinkle in your eyes;
Sparkle like the stars in the sky.
Your warm smile glows;
Like a calm river flows.
When your arms hold me tight;
It makes things alright.
The nights that we shared;
Are like a burst of fresh air.
Waiting and hoping for you to phone;
Yet I sit in darkness all alone.
Will our paths cross again?
Or is this truly the end.
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| "Mom" | 0 | 09/28/2009 |
| "Precious Moments? | 0 | 07/01/2009 |
| "Second Chance" | 1 | 06/27/2009 |
| "Father" | 0 | 06/21/2009 |
| "This Night" | 0 | 06/21/2009 |
| "Just You!" | 0 | 06/21/2009 |
| Friendship | 0 | 06/09/2009 |
| Just you! | 1 | 06/07/2009 |
| “The Emptiness of Love” | 0 | 05/25/2009 |
| "Thoughts of you" | 0 | 05/23/2009 |
| Feelings | 1 | 05/22/2009 |
| "Friends" | 0 | 05/20/2009 |
| "Happiness" | 2 | 05/20/2009 |
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