Open Poetry #21 |
Pillow Talk |
Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Pillow Talk By: Noah Eaton 7/20/02 In mornings when I feel sad and lonely I like to lay on my pillow and stare to the side of me Imagining my Joanna there staring into my eyes Caressing her face as I kiss her forehead tenderly I could of sworn she really says she loves me But I can never be too sure Only to realize I've been stricken again by the cupid girl Poisoned with fantasies and philters Holding a silhouette of a love in my arms so pure... In the afternoons I dream I'm by the ocean Holding my Joanna close to my heart And feel the water and the sand creep between our toes Feeling my heart melt to hers like a quasar We share an ice cream cone and watch the seagulls fly I'm rolling in the sand dunes kissing her lips We pirouette in the Chinook Winds and watch the heavens blur But I get winded down and can't get my second wind Hearing her whispers like a conch against my ear With the tears and blood of a love so pure... And when I daydream I find my Joanna in the day But eventually she disappears and turns away So the reality doesn't feel so enchanting And when I wake Mr. Bluebird sings to me in the sunshine Tears fall from my eyes but I'm alright But it's just pillow talk I've been talking again In evenings my love looks just like Eos She grants me immortality But I realize it's just a fantasy So she can't yet give perpetual youth to me I feel her eyelashes kiss my skin As I watch the light of her saffron cloak unfurl But soon the dawn draws near And I don't feel her rosy fingers caressing my face I'm just Endymion only visiting my love in my dreams so pure... And when I daydream I find my Joanna in the day But eventually she disappears and turns away So the reality doesn't feel so enchanting And when I wake Mr. Bluebird sings to me in the sunshine Tears fall from my eyes but I'malright But it's just pillow talk I've been talking again If I could I would make all your dreams come true And I would I would give you everything if you still thought the same for me as I do for you If I could I would make all your dreams come true And I would I would give you everything if you still thought the same for me as I do for you If I could I would make all your dreams come true And I would I would give you everything if you still thought the same for me as I do for you "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." Shakira [This message has been edited by Mistletoe Angel (07-20-2002 02:23 PM).] |
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Charisma
since 2000-09-30
Posts 5906lost in blue pages |
Noah what a lovesong you painted here...so pure and full of love straigth from your heart. ((hugs))) Charisma |
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Pegasus Junior Member
since 2002-07-14
Posts 10Oklahoma |
A very beautiful poem of unrequieted love. Thank you Pegasus |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
Noah Just a suggestion. Go To Florida You are truly love sick. HA HA Enjoyed the trip into your heart. Paul |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Ah sweetie....such a beautiful romantic write for your Joanna. Love...Very well expressed. ~Hugs to my sidekick~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
I like Paul's suggestion...find out once and for all...*s M |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Dreams of deep emotion! Exceptional writing Noah. |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This is beautiful. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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NewEnglandlazurlu Member Rara Avis
since 2002-01-04
Posts 7470A Mountain Paradise |
Oh Noah, you've got to figure out a way to get Ms. Joanne by your side. This was just a knock out poem. Hugs, Marti "Even if life is full of thorns, I still embrace it for I know that in between those thorns, there is a rose worth all the pain." |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
"Each night I ask the stars up above. Why must I be a teenager in love." Hope good things happen for you Noah...James |
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