Friday, 22 November 2013
What should I feel?
It was a pretty summers day,
I met this very beautiful boy.
In his eyes I found my way,
He was more than just a dumb toy.
He was the reason for my smile.
More of sadness than happiness.
His job made him go for a while
Needed to keep my classiness.
Lips, so soft like a white feather,
He'll always be the one for me,
Why I don't mind such bad weather.
The first kiss while sitting on a tree.
His eyes were shining like diamonds,
How I miss those beautiful moments.
by Robin
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I like the way you described the persons eyes as "diamonds" it gives the reader a sense of clarity and you make it seem as if the moment were precious comparing it to a diamond.
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