Description: hmm.....I'm not sure how I feel aout this poem....OI mean....it's pure..that's for sure, but I'm not sure if I like where it came from.
Drowning i n His Tears -------------------------------------------
I sat alone as the gentle breeze brushed my bare skin
Too early to go home, too late to die
The morning sun burned my open heart
pain rushed into my body and I laid there
Happy with purple blood dripping down my spine
He came to see me again
Dark hair, dark eyes
dark skin, but
his smile was driven by the sun
my beauty lays heartbroken by my side
I feel his tears
like a cool drink of water
yet painful because I know he will cry forever
I gather dew for him to sip
He pulls his head to my shoulder
Tears flow down my bare chest
and we breathe together
as he drowns me in his tears
this poem was tender, it was fragile...it feels so pretty and freash and it really makes me want to lay down in a feild of daisy's and butterflies...i don't know why...it was really bittersweet and i loved it.
Wow. Very deep. I like your imagery and I definatley like your theme. Dark, yet revitalizing. Absolutely inspiring. I think that you have a lot of talent and I believe that you will do very well on this site. Welcome to Elite.
this poem is most definately awesome in its vivid description and the way it projects your feelings. i really get the sense of what shes going through and i can almost put myself in her place. i have been in the charater's place before, and maybe thats why i can relate so closley. this poem is great, good job. http://www.eliteskills.com/smile.gif http://www.eliteskills.com/smile.gif