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Post by Queen of Rain on Nov 13, 2005 3:58:12 GMT -8
I walked into a familiar smell
on the local station this rainy morning
With crowded trains passing-by
and rainglaced summers on my mind
”It feels like it was yesterday,
that first time we met”
You say with a smile that unique smile
Its funny you still smell like you did that day
You wear sunglasses today
That way I notice funky details
on people that haven’t been on your mind for years
I guess it doesn’t rain in your hometown
Exchange to trains for different directions
no time for funny little anecdotes
As the soft white kiss touches
my cheek in a very placid friendly way
I find my self thinking
an unwelcome thought
As I leave your expensive perfume
and all other memories on the platform there
Yes it feels like it was yesterday
the first time we met
But it feels like it was today
That you walked out on me
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Post by Ramona on Nov 14, 2005 8:05:20 GMT -8
wow, I like this a lot. The poem feels so...alive to me. I really think the way you laced all those little pieces of memories together really fits and makes the poem come together.
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Post by Queen of Rain on Nov 15, 2005 11:48:32 GMT -8
Thank you dear
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Post by onemoremile on Nov 15, 2005 11:56:09 GMT -8
I love the title, it made me stop and think...
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Post by Queen of Rain on Nov 15, 2005 12:30:14 GMT -8
Thank you, lately I have ahd a problem finding decent titles, this one however Ive gotten so many positive comments for..
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Post by Ramona on Nov 15, 2005 16:02:27 GMT -8
Yeah the title is fantastic, and it's no problem, I enjoy worshipping you, hee hee.
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Post by cry,crayola. on Nov 25, 2005 15:31:59 GMT -8
i loved this! just the imagery i got in my head while i was reading this. i do have to say, although, i thought it kinda ended quickly. but i liked it all the same.
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