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Post by jackfrost on Mar 10, 2005 18:35:37 GMT -8
Golden chandeliers hung Like glittering angels That bestowed light to all below
His face was wreathed With his dark locks And his bright smile shone
Around us danced A multitude of others But we only saw each other.
One finger reached up And slid across my cheek As he caressed my face
His eyes gleamed And his mouth curved With a happy smile
My hands clasped his own The music swelled around Until it throbbed deep within
He leaned down to me And his lips met mine In a rapturous kiss
Fire rushed through me My heart was bursting Throbbing...and I woke up.
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Post by Queen of Rain on Mar 11, 2005 1:32:56 GMT -8
its a nice idea with beautiful diction.. whtyhm is sort of trembling in then middle stanzas tho... but its beautiful
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Post by jackfrost on Mar 11, 2005 8:02:22 GMT -8
Yeah, it was kinda a spur of the moment thing. I wrote it in probably like, five minutes. Thanks though! It just kinda echoes my life right now... jack
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Post by Ramona on Mar 11, 2005 10:46:33 GMT -8
That was good, nice ending. Reminded me of Titanic...then again I just finished reading the Puppet Thatre script ;D Anyways, it was an awesome poem.
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Post by frontpagenews on Mar 11, 2005 13:40:44 GMT -8
I liked it a lot, I dont really get the title but hey whatever floats your boat right? The only other thing I can say, is that the line "one finger reached up" well i dont care for it too much, maybe reword or something it messes up the flow. Other than that much props!
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