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
- The Widow’s House by William Barnes
- Her Story poem – Andrei Voznesensky poems
- Robin Hood And The Butcher poem – Andrew Lang poems
- A soldier’s Pledge by Sylvan Lightbourne
- Михаил Кузмин – Вы молчаливо-нежное дитя
- Egotist poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- On a Portrait of a Deaf Man poem – John Betjeman poems
- Scoring Highly on the Psychopathy Scale by P.J.Reed
- To A Young Girl by William Butler Yeats
- Woman With Parasol by Martin Willitts Jr.
- A Night-Piece by William Wordsworth
- Impromptu, to Lady Winchelsea poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- The Bridge by Russell Edson
- Вера Звягинцева – Карусель
- Robert Burns: A Dream: Thoughts, words, and deeds, the Statute blames with reason; But surely Dreams were ne’er indicted Treason. On reading, in the public papers, the Laureate’s Ode, with the other parade of June 4th, 1786, the Author was no sooner dropt asleep, than he imagined himself transported to the Birth-day Levee: and, in his dreaming fancy, made the following Address:
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).
