when first we met,
it wasn't a hurricane,
just children at play.
I can't honestly recall
the first time we danced,
though I think we did.
It's been so long
since I saw your face.
It's more an idea
nowadays, anyways:
Waking dreams have me
back in your arms.
Your smiling face
says more this time
and I know it's not a lie
when you kiss me.
posted by uniquematerial at 8:13 PM
5 Comments:
Hi hon, thanks for letting me know it was up, and for you know, publishing in the first place and being a lovely person and everything. :-) Though...well...I wrote it in 2007, not 2008. ;-)
You know, that's not the first time I've written 2008 on a date.
It must be wishful thinking on my part. Yeah. That must be it.
Nice stuff Rivana. And good on ya' for airing it Unique. :)
I think it's beautiful and amazing. It's like Rivana reached into my heart and wrote down what she found there.
...or perhaps... we are traveling on similar paths in this life. One never knows, does one? ;)
Thanks Franks, and Unique -I do believe I know what you mean. 2008 just comes natural somehow.
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