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
- Mutation by William Cullen Bryant
- Miracles by Paul Hostovsky
- Speaking the Language of Deer by Martin Willitts Jr.
- Владимир Набоков – Пускай все горестней и глуше
- Orpheus by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Луговской – Спасибо
- Arms and the Man by Siegfried Sassoon
- Robert Burns: Apology For Declining An Invitation To Dine:
- Words You Said poem – Andrew Neil Maternick poems | Poems and Poetry
- An Anniversary
- Владимир Гиляровский – Песня Дона
- Sonnet 17: Who will believe my verse in time to come by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Костров – Утро в Заборье
- The Conspiracy by Robert Creeley
- The Wanderer by W H Auden
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).
