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
- Godo Is Not Coming by Ndue Ukaj
- A Terre by Wilfred Owen
- Point Shirley by Sylvia Plath
- Request
- The First Part: Sonnet 12 – Ah! burning thoughts, now let me take some rest, by William Drummond
- Unanswered
- Владимир Бенедиктов – На пятидесятилетний юбилей Крылова
- The Ghost by Walter de la Mare
- seaport.html
- Before The World Was Made by William Butler Yeats
- Владимир Луговской – Капитанский штиль
- Above The Oxbow by Sylvia Plath
- Федор Сологуб – В иных веках, в иной отчизне
- On His Deceased Wife poem – John Milton poems
- Earth’s Answer by William Blake
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).
