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I see her face everywhere.
Her smile lights up the night sky,
like the full moon, at its brightest time.
I look into her eyes, the windows of herself,
unveil a passion burning inside
a passion I could once call, for myself.
I once held her in my arms, together, happy.
A perfect moment, and as she looks up at me,
only one image flashes through my mind,
the only thing close enough to describe her beauty.
A perfect sunset, on an ocean of fire.
I sit here now, thinking back to those days,
wishing to hold her in my arms again.
I toss in my sleep, as she invades me dreams
And yet I'm happy, even though I miss her.
When love ends, everything else seems,
to work out perfectly, everything but love
But that doesn't matter, because, for now
I can smile and laugh





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becky72195 said...
Nov. 7, 2009 at 3:34 pm
this poem is really truthfully amazing. not all guys can admit their feelings like this & im sure this girl is someone special
 
Laysia said...
Nov. 3, 2009 at 9:10 pm
This poem is wonderful! I do feel the ending should have had more bang but otherwise very nice. please keep writing, for you have great potential
 
Art Close said...
Feb. 16, 2009 at 5:40 am
Exsquisite. Absolutly spot on with your pacing, prose, flow and it was so beutiful. A perfect sunset on an ocean of fire... wow. It has great depth, as if your voice was whispering it in a dream... it takes many people years to perfect that and you have it. One minor, very minor, complaint is all the puncuation near the end. But then again, it adds a facet to this gem. Love it, hope you astound again. Best wishes.
 
kianapearl said...
Feb. 16, 2009 at 4:35 am
Great poem. The ending could have been stronger, but overall, i loved it!
 
Carolyn S. said...
Feb. 16, 2009 at 9:57 pm
I loved your poem, and I love the ending! The open ending captures the meaning of the poem, and how the feeling will not leave even after the poem ends. I agree that it was exquisite. :) Keep writing!
 
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