Time

by Connor   Nov 26, 2007


As the time goes by
Each stroke of the hand
Each stroke through your hair
The hair so gentle
As your palm on mine
A feeling so warm as our own island
Being stranded with you
Not a nightmare, but a fabulous dream
As I sit here dreaming of your beauty
Like a stallion so radiant
Wether galloping or racing
My heart speeds up as I think of you
Going over the ride in my head
As the memory goes away
I sit here,
As the time goes by.

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  • 16 years ago

    by xxrachxx

    This is a great poem
    it's short and i get the point
    it is so sweet as well

  • 16 years ago

    by bekka dollface

    This is so sweet <3

  • 16 years ago

    by bekka dollface

    This is so sweet <3

  • 16 years ago

    by Brandy

    Amazing!!!!

  • 16 years ago

    by HaileyHelen

    It was like AWWWWWW! hehe