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August
Contributed by
rickshaw
on
Friday, 25th November 2005 @ 08:05:34 AM in AEST
Topic:
LoveRemembered
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It's August the morning,
my sweetheart is yawning,
tommorow she's boarding a plane,
my Finnish saviour,
off to Scandinavia,
she rekindled my fire again.
She's returning for learning,
and I am yearning
to feel her burning again.
It will be snowing but
we will be glowing
nothing can put out this flame.
We brought stars inside
lay side by side
spoke of our desire.
Remembered how good
it could and it should feel.
Getting higher and higher.
On the back of my bike,
At the red light,
Holding me so tight,
I'll miss her ways,
I'll count the days,
Till I once again take flight.
Copyright ©
rickshaw
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2005-11-25 08:05:34]
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Re: August
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by Kano on
Friday, 25th November 2005 @ 12:39:38 PM AEST
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| Good poem, it reminds me of a couple songs, That Summer by Garth Brooks and Strawberry Wine by Deana Carter. |
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Re: August
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by ruby_dreamer on
Saturday, 26th November 2005 @ 02:48:54 AM AEST
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| Oh that's so terribly sad!! I love the rhyme scheme, and I love this poem. Thank you for sharing. |
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