It is was the first thing in my mind when I woke up.
But here I was at the dance,
With you beside me,
My arms wrapped around your long, tall neck;
Your hands gently hugging the small of my back.
It tickles so I am smiling.
Smiling.
Smiling because you here.
Smiling because we, you and me, are dancing together.
Smiling because it feels like we are the only two on the dance floor.
It was just so beautiful,
So romantic,
So wonderful.
However, when we had our first dance,
You were so near,
Near me that I can smell you cologne.
Its scent filling my nose,
Embedding itself into my brain,
Into my system,
Into my memories.
And your hair.
It is neatly combed back, with strands of your wavy hair.
Your lips, oh your lips.
So pink.
It looks like my cheeks flushing with your presence.
Thinking about our times together.
That was just wishful thinking.
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Poetry of Life ✔
PoetryHave you ever felt like you were lonely or an outcast? Did you ever feel like no one understands you or you just cannot figure out your mixed emotions? Have you had feelings hidden inside of you, waiting to come out? These poems express what is...
