Porch Swing, 8:09 PM
Twilight shimmers in your smile.(The sunset still echoes beneath the whites of your eyes.)
We drink each other in through the straws of the moon
whose stray fingers creep through the trees;
And I just wish
just once
you would find the nerve to just
KISS ME.
The stars are begging to be entertained
and the grasshoppers are singing their plaintive chorus
just for us.
Besides...
no one will see in the twilight.
Poetry by PoeticProcrastination
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Written on 2006-05-17 at 05:51
Tags Twilight 
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