it holidays comming our way
you can tell
by the smell
as smoke go hires
as street vendor and fires
as they bust TASTE your must
its
CHRISTMAS AND CHESTNUT
He still remembers the screams of his beloved
He still remembers her lilac perfume
He still remembers her bright smile
How she held him close as he lay there dying
Her beautiful red dress framing her petite figure
Her chesnut brown hair, always smelling like strawberries
Her black heeled shoes making her as tall as him
Her hazel eyes that shined when she saw him
Now there's a crowd around them
Paramedics telling everyone to make room
They tell her to let him go so they can check on him
She's vaguely aware of what's going on
She only hears sound
Everything is blurred to her
She sees her beloved's mouth move
She gets her bearing and ask "What did you say?"
Everyone becomes quiet
Suddenly there's no movement, no sound
He says with his last dying breath,
"Will you marry me?"
Before she answers him,
His body goes limp
He has died in her arms
With one word, everyone's life changed
They barely hear that one word
She whispers, "Yes"
His ghost floats above her
Whispering in her ear, "Forever I shall protect you my beloved"
11:42 PM 17 April 2014
chestnut brown to frozen blue
My brown eyes have turned to blue
frozen dead from missing you
How I long to hold you against my heart
And never let go lest we part
But distance and time are the enemy
that keeps my love away from me
So chestnut brown to frozen blue
Eyes that are dead from missing you
its smell that rings a bell
you can tell
thats its holiday time
by the smoke sign
that flys higher and higher
the
OPEN CHESNUT FIRE
I miss you....
Though you're so many miles away
So many feet apart,
So many inches to cross.
I can't say that I'll be joyous when you finally call
Or decide to pick up your phone.
Partially because all this time
I've been trying to reach you
But you just don't seem to have the time.
And I wish you could see how I am feeling right now,
See the look upon my pretty face,
See the cold icy tears that run down my chesnut cheeks
See the way my hands are shaking uncontrollably.
I miss you my distant lover,
Though you're so many miles away,
So many feet apart,
So many inches to cross,
And I hope you read this poem
And understand just how much I miss you still
Although you haven't picked up your phone
And decided maybe to call or text me back.
My friends tried to tell me not to fall in love with you
But I never believe them about things like that.
I always follow my heart
And you my dear was no exception,
Just wish you could see your own deception towards me
And I promise I'm finished,
After you read this poem
Distant lover,
So many miles away,
So many feet apart,
So many inches to cross,
But always very close to my heart
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