Open Poetry #6 |
The Perfect Girl |
PoeticKnight Senior Member
since 2000-01-20
Posts 1144New Orleans, LA |
Unfriendly visions cloud my decisions When I think of her All my dreams are not what they seem But it’s something that I prefer Still, there’s a certain kind of feeling That I get which brings healing Her hands work their magic on me As I sail on this uncharted sea Out of the fire, onto the funeral pyre This time, once again It’s not surprising how I am rising Above all of this sin Smoke is everywhere My head is in the air They search in vain the whole wide world, For their own perfect girl |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
"Unfriendly visions cloud my decisions When I think of her All my dreams are not what they seem But it’s something that I prefer Still, there’s a certain kind of feeling That I get which brings healing Her hands work their magic on me As I sail on this uncharted sea"... the perfect girl...I'm not sure... the perfect poem...Oh yes... stalking on to the next one.... She says baby, It's 3am I must be lonely, When she says baby, Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes, Says the rains gonna wash away I believe it. Matchbox20 I love you baby... always.* |
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PoeticKnight Senior Member
since 2000-01-20
Posts 1144New Orleans, LA |
Thanks janet, as always, you are the best. |
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tulip Member
since 1999-07-04
Posts 320unknown |
JML, You took me away with this one! |
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