Sandy feet,
toes touched,
bonfire warms,
smoke in my hair,
spice in our kisses.
Music in our heads,
should I ask what next,
I know I can be more patient,
yet, you seem to have some magic.
I wish this magic continue forever.
I won't want words of sympathy o
just to be there holding my hand
I won't need you to say anything
I won't expect you to understand
To comfort me, you only, be here
remind me, our days in the sand.
And everything, it will be, good
because with you, it's all good.
Comments
shoe | October 15, 2010 - 08:33
I love these lines, I'd be tempted to put a question mark after Next, what do you think?. The whole poem is very romantic.
"Music in our heads,
should I ask what next,
I know I can be more patient,
yet, you seem to have some magic.
I wish this magic continue forever."
skinner_jennifer | October 15, 2010 - 15:47
Hi Kahdai,
reminds me of hot summer nights on a sandy beach
with the one you love.
Jenny.
Highhat | October 16, 2010 - 09:28
"smoke in my hair, spice in our kisses " very romantic.
;)Pia
Kahdai | October 21, 2010 - 10:46
I thought of it shoe, except it seemed to make it stop, thankyou all for reading! K x