im going to prom today, i get to see if i can make new friends ships that sounds kinda fun but scary at the same time. I wrote a poem yesterday, its about the way girls can make some guys feel.
The meaning of your kiss
March seems to never end
A month spent in a standstill
A standstill of faith
A standstill of making love
A standstill of your beautiful motion replaying in my mind
As if it was a broken record, an annoying succession
But a comfort, oh a comfort that makes one at ease with the place he is in
The summer love, a kiss
Feeding, fighting, fearing the end
The end
A cold season of snow and ice making you numb
You fight it off
Think of her warmth and her comfort
The times she was by your side
You are never really whole without her
A movement of faith
A movement of true love
A movement of that roller coaster you always feared, you never knew that sacrifice would bring rejoice
Rejoice, like most vivid flower blooming in the night
Never known, never seem, never related to-
But the most elegant flower
A flower that flows with the grace of your greatest movement
Yet in a picture frame standstill
The most violent storm of clouds meeting thunder
Over a surreal ocean not making a single ripple of interruption
Your movement
Making me standstill
In owe
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