A Date With Mah Prime Mate
Published by Gasent under romance poem, teenage love, young date on 8:18 AM
Over the past few weeks,
My eyes had sunken darker than bottom of the sea
For I'd been losing a whole lot of sleep.
Even those who think best,
Must not have known attraction attracted stress
Those nightly fantasies were a beautiful mess.
Premature perfection,
We connected ideals on the tips on tongue
Nature's infurity is truly best when young.
Eternal internal,
Why I hold your image like the pages of my journal
I fail to recall the words which made us so sentimental.
Preparing yesterday,
Anxiety fought for excitement but lost its way
No mistakes, I've waited for you long before yesterday.
Mirror seeing fate too,
I could catch this with no earthly shoe,
Our kiss, much less than a gift from me to you
But a symbol of hope, that we'd make it through.
Can't wait to call you so our unheard song can continue,
These are my Panda Blues.
My eyes had sunken darker than bottom of the sea
For I'd been losing a whole lot of sleep.
Even those who think best,
Must not have known attraction attracted stress
Those nightly fantasies were a beautiful mess.
Premature perfection,
We connected ideals on the tips on tongue
Nature's infurity is truly best when young.
Eternal internal,
Why I hold your image like the pages of my journal
I fail to recall the words which made us so sentimental.
Preparing yesterday,
Anxiety fought for excitement but lost its way
No mistakes, I've waited for you long before yesterday.
Mirror seeing fate too,
I could catch this with no earthly shoe,
Our kiss, much less than a gift from me to you
But a symbol of hope, that we'd make it through.
Can't wait to call you so our unheard song can continue,
These are my Panda Blues.
1 comments:
I can dig it. -snaps fingers repetitively-
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