Snow Romance
I walk home - alone this time - Hands forced deep into my warm pockets; Red hat pulled down tight over my ears.
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I walk home - alone this time - Hands forced deep into my warm pockets; Red hat pulled down tight over my ears.
This is a poem I wrote to my Girlfriend. Please don't be all "Oh how generic." Or "Too Sappy" leave it at what it is.
So you've been thinking, it's time to let her go. she dumped you off. left you with a bottle of wine. your over her. you wanna steal our virgin kiss. you wanna leave her in the mist.
#adventchallenge Sitting under the mistletoe, Hand in hand, Surrounded by snow. I feel your heartbeat sounding, Slow yet firm, Emotions pounding.
How I long to kiss you, Touch your face Want to be locked In a tender embrace Wrap my legs around you, Get all hot and steamy. These thoughts are so wrong, I know, I need you to free me.
Snow was falling. T'was a cold day. "Snow is here". Was all she could say. Her excitement was infectious. Her first time seeing snow. He had planned it all. But he didn't want her to know.
The gentile storm begins to subside, a single snowflake delicately rests on her cheek. Her blushing face melts the tiny cold fleck of winter, causing it to trickle down her face like a tear of joy.
Snug in a coffee shop corner, warm coffee in hand, the warmth of the cup, makes me feel grand. Memories of Christmas past come to mind, the sound of a passing train, reminds me of a friend so kind.
Oh sweet recall And memory Bring back winter's history, Of playing in The snow with you Like we were children, Snowball fight Till soaking through And building snowmen, We even did the cliché; Stuck...
The flowers won't grow in winter And the birds have all flown away The house is as still as a church On this bitter, frosty day Outside it's refusing to snow But there's plenty of ice on the...
How about coming over to my house. Nothing special of course. I could come meet you at your place before the darkness sets in. By your window, waiting, you'd be.
In the bitter winter snow,. Which falls around us, crisp and fine. A cosmic sugar which melts away. To nothing more than a suggestion of morning frost. And a red-blush shiny nose.
The silver hour comes in wreaths and boughs, Winding round our ankles Like smoke from the fire You'll never see it coming I swear to god You'll never feel it, But when you wake in the...
Slipping on the slush, With my hand in yours, I just need a push, Before the snow pours, Frozen solid ground, Crashing on the ice, Going round and round, Dancing like a dice, Buried in your...
Oh sweet recall. And memory. Bring back winter's history,. Of playing in. The snow with you. Like we were children,. Snowball fight. Till soaking through. And building snowmen,.
Everything About You Chapter six - "I better go" I said while looking at my watch, Harry sighs "let me walk you" he gets up and grabs my hand to pull me up.
Winter had set deep into Leeanne's bones. The harsh winds knotted her hair, yet still still oozed with grace. Her boney snow-white hands held up against Josh's front door and knocked it a few times.