The day i first met her
She moved along like a timed slide show
With grace and chaste in her stride
Swinging her hips like a desert Carmel
And stepping on the ground like it hurts.
That’s when i first saw her.
Meeting her was a dream come true,
Speaking to her was like melting the snow.
Her voice like the ocean singing low
With no turbulent waves to alter the flow.
That’s when i first met her.
Touching her was like food to a pauper
Her skin smooth like a silk wall
Her body soft like sheep wool
That’s when i first touched her.
Holding her in my arms,
Being with her all my life
…was never imagined
For it never happened
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Яков Полонский – Письмо
- He Tells Of A Valley Full Of Lovers by William Butler Yeats
- The Marriage Of Geraint poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Василий Казин – Ожидание
- A Minor Poet by Stephen Vincent Benet
- Иннокентий Анненский – Леконт де Лиль. Над синим мраком ночи длинной
- Inscription for the Entrance to a Wood by William Cullen Bryant
- Владимир Британишский – Дороги
- Море волнуется, манит к себе
- Growth: for Allen Qing Yuan by Mike Yuan
- Calypso by W H Auden
- Степан Щипачев – Высота
- In Ithica poem – Andrew Lang poems
- To Sayf Al Dawla
- Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front by Wendell Berry
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
