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Jun 27, 2005 19:52:27 GMT -5
Post by Bodhi on Jun 27, 2005 19:52:27 GMT -5
Another poem for anyone who cares.
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She hovers over me, her autumn brown locks surrounding her pale face. Her sage eyes searching for something in me.
I can feel her warmth permeating over my body. Her lips scarlet, her teeth white. I lie still.
She seems to be thinking, wondering who I am. I want to know her, everything that lies within.
Then she speaks, her voice a subtle tone. "I can't do this." she pulls away.
"Why," I reply.
"You are too plain," she lets escape her lips. She stands up and walks away, leaving me alone.
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Jun 27, 2005 20:11:15 GMT -5
Post by gLoo on Jun 27, 2005 20:11:15 GMT -5
aww...
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Jun 27, 2005 20:16:05 GMT -5
Post by wagnerr on Jun 27, 2005 20:16:05 GMT -5
Man! What the hell was wrong with that bitch?
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Jun 27, 2005 20:28:12 GMT -5
Post by theinfiniteabyss84 on Jun 27, 2005 20:28:12 GMT -5
That was a fabulous poem Bodhi! Is it fictional or something that really happened? ~I.A.
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Jun 27, 2005 21:32:58 GMT -5
Post by Bodhi on Jun 27, 2005 21:32:58 GMT -5
That was a fabulous poem Bodhi! Is it fictional or something that really happened? ~I.A. Thanks. Its fictional. But I think it comes out a fear of mine that girls will think I'm plain and boring and not want to go out with me, which may be true.
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Jun 28, 2005 11:42:34 GMT -5
Post by strawberrysweetie on Jun 28, 2005 11:42:34 GMT -5
That's a good poem. Lots of people could probably relate.
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