Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Saturday Fun

Saturday
I can sit
With you
Alongside
The Platinum stream under a Golden sun

All morning
I can walk
With you
Through meadows
Constantly counting
Toe rings of
Sparkling emerald grass
One
By
One

I can pass
The afternoun hours
With you
Eating my candy kisses and caramel popcorn and
Placing your hand on my thigh
At the movie about
Melancholy love
I can cry

Saturday night
As reality becomes invisible
By inches and miles of fantasy
Dance on your lap
I can see through closed eyes
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4 comments:

  1. 1/3September 30, 2008 at 10:13 AM

    i absolutely love this! You make the simple things seem so beautiful in your poems:-)

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  2. UnknownSeptember 30, 2008 at 3:07 PM

    i like this!

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  3. rawdawgbuffaloSeptember 30, 2008 at 3:19 PM

    love the poem but u gone be sick eatting that corn and candy

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  4. dessexSeptember 30, 2008 at 4:19 PM

    I really think you should put together a book.

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