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Open Poetry #5

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samsonheart
Member

since 1999-12-20

Posts 72
Missouri rez.

0 posted 2000-01-04 01:31 AM

She touches me and all my pain melts
she knows nothing of my love
Could it have been real, what I felt,
That she is my gift from above?
Tears of ache and passion flow
She is the girl I know

She tilts her head as she smiles at me
she looks so pretty that way
Her gentle hands conduct a symphony
Oh, the music she can play
In drunken awe of her golden glow
She is the girl I know

She lifts her hands up to her face,
she sings to me this song...
“I have to move on out of this place,
won’t you come along?”
My soul wails anguish as she turns to go
She is the girl I know

amber
Member

since 1999-06-15

Posts 240
los banos, ca,

1 posted 2000-01-04 01:35 AM

i really loved this one, i remember wishing someone would look at me this way in awe. she must be beautiful, just as your poem!

Paul Hoekman
Member

since 1999-12-28

Posts 382
Harwinton Ct. U>S>A>

2 posted 2000-01-04 01:45 AM

"she tilts her head as she smiles at me."
This is a really wonderful poem,
and that simple gesture got me 3 kids
and a mortgage , be careful!
ONLY KIDDING! Paul

Severn
Member Rara Avis

since 1999-07-17

Posts 7704

3 posted 2000-01-04 02:38 AM

Wow!

Like this, samson! 'her gentle hands conduct a symphony' - excellent line.

Good to see you back here.

K

...I am not a painter, I am a poet... F. O'Hara

samsonheart
Member

since 1999-12-20

Posts 72
Missouri rez.

4 posted 2000-01-04 03:42 AM

Thank you Amber, Paul, and Severn...glad you liked it.

samsonheart

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