From where I sat,
It felt real
For a while
From where I stood,
It felt pure
Your smile
From where I thought.
It felt good
Your grin
From where I felt,
It was joy
Deep within
But as your smile held hidden agenda
Mine got sent back marked 'Return to sender'
With the modern technologies nowadays, this poem is a virtuel longin' to a real beginning of an encounter. Love it, Vanessa. Continue your work of art of rhyme and pen.
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Sadness! Something I felt one two many times. Remember the greatest love you can find is you self.
Loved it, loved it, loved it! Format was Brilliant. O course I can’t top it, but try mine – Indebted – Adeline
another hot verse......false smiles, you never know where you are with them
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Slam-dunk! I mean walk the plank!