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
- Who’s Taller? by Shel Silverstein
- Conversation with Comrade Lenin by Vladimir Mayakovsky
- An Essay on Man in Four Epistles: Epistle 1 poem – Alexander Pope
- Eucalyptus Grove, morning by Neal Dachstadter
- Child by Sylvia Plath
- The Princess In The Tower by Sara Teasdale
- Ballade Of The Summer Term poem – Andrew Lang poems
- The Bean Vield by William Barnes
- Lines Inscribed in a Lady’s Pocket Almanack by Robert Burns
- Алексей Плещеев – Есть дни, ни злоба, ни любовь
- Faces. by Walt Whitman
- Robert Burns: Complimentary Epigram On Maria Riddell:
- American Feuillage. by Walt Whitman
- The Gardener XI: Come As You Are by Rabindranath Tagore
- Holiday & Travel Guide For Paphos, Cyprus
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).
