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
- Et Le Marbre Creuse… by Martine Morillon-Carreau
- Владимир Корнилов – Вязальщица
- A Dialogue
- Flute Notes From A Reedy Pond by Sylvia Plath
- Юлия Друнина – Забытая тетрадь, Истертые листы
- The Letters poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Convoy by Stephenie Tucker
- Along The Sun-Drenched Roadside by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Doomes-Day: The Fifth Houre by William Alexander
- The Duel poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Владимир Маяковский – Прощанье
- Trees poem – Angelina Weld Grimke poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Ghosts of past, the Angels of future by Vyshnav Shabu Nair
- Song Of The Colours By Taj Mahomed
- In Praise of Their Divorce by Tony Hoagland
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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).
