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Filtered light it shines around as green it slips between finger tips The words are swinging, rhyming, flowing, timing searching past the mind The running feet hit soft but harsh as blue it speeds across the skin Sensations in numbers fled past the body and in to bed Feathers brush in silent whispers dreams rush in with silent kisses Falling love and limitless Eternally and back again till stars all pass in shiny bliss and the sun it beckons with a grin |
yeah I didn't even really have a rhyme scheme. this was just for fun| Posted on 2008-11-03 00:00:00 | by ImaginePeace | [ Reply to This ] | Well, I like this piece on the basis of how well you used your words. the imagry of the last stanza was really good it invoked a lot of old memories, the sun always came too fast though. | However, (back to your Piece), I don't know if it was intentional but, your rhyme scheme seemed to fade in and out, it fit the piece though. =] ~Carrie | Posted on 2008-11-03 00:00:00 | by dismal_s child | [ Reply to This ] | |