The Guy
When you look down at the shear blue walls of the mint green interior
The full moon comes down with so much elegance
While you stand there and watch the stars change right in front of you
As he holds your soft hands, you start to shiver
As we wait for something exciting to come by
Trying to understand how I was chosen to be yours
Wanting to share more time with you
All I could remember was that we had to go our seperate ways
Still thinking about you when I write poems or even draw
This nature makes me feel alive
Not alive to stay and be with you
As I make my life a different one, you come to the door
To notice who it is, I turn and look while I blush back at you
You look and smile asking to come inside
I open the door and enjoy the moments that we've missed
Until our special moment was blown into pieces by reality
Copyright © Venus Mitchell | Year Posted 2011
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