|
 Menu
|
|
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
|
That Night
Contributed by
vanessamay
on
Sunday, 26th December 2004 @ 10:08:37 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
|
As we run through the wet
You take my hand
The warmth of your touch
Is so grand
That it makes me forget
The worst of my fears
I am as free as a bird
Or just like any animal
Away from the herd
You take me to your car
So new and blue
I stop and feel
The feelings I have
that are so true
These feelings are real
Because now I can see
Just how great things can be
When it's just you and me
We enter your car
Your hand touches my hip
And guides me to sit
Now there is no rain
You ask if i'm cold
But there is no reply
No words could describe
How I felt at this moment in time
Is that a smile I see?
When you're looking at me
Or is it just my imagination
Of what 'm wanting it to be
But there it is again
This time with a move
Your arm forms a bend
And your hand strokes my face
I now get the urge
To decrease the space
Between you and I
Now you've got me
In your arms
I feel so good
I love all your charm
That you seem to have
No matter what place
This is what draws me to you
I will never forget this night
Not ever
For it was just us two
Copyright ©
vanessamay
... [
2004-12-26 22:08:37]
(Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: That Night
(User Rating: 1 )
by Spazzo on
Sunday, 26th December 2004 @ 10:31:24 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
Great write. So romantic!
Spazzo |
|
|
Re: That Night
(User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on
Monday, 27th December 2004 @ 02:49:16 AM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| This is so sweet and lovely. Good job. |
|
|
|
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
