They walk on down Virgina Street
As I watch from above
I would imagine their hearts skip a beat
When they’re that drowned in love.
Mine has never felt that depth
It’s stuck treading in the Shallow,
Should I take the plunge and hold my breath
Or be content and wallow?
They say “one day you’ll meet the one”
And “when you do you’ll know”
For when there’s clouds she’ll be your sun
So brightly she will glow!
Dawn breaks when it’s expected least
And when it does love rises from the east.
Jingle
Dec 02, 2010 @ 22:41:59
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Happy Friday!
magical word painting.
keep it up.
hope to see you in.
Lu Ann
Dec 03, 2010 @ 23:38:49
I think the one will come… just wait. It is not a fairy tale, it is real, believe me!
Nice poet to explore you are! Nice to read you!
matthewfobrien
Dec 04, 2010 @ 18:59:25
Thank you! Glad to hear that you liked it and I hope you remember to check back every once in a while. I am always eager to hear feedback on my work so don’t hesitate to comment on any of it.