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Flashback Friday: Star Search

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Ahhh…high school poems…nothing quite like knowing so little yet saying so much

I lay atop my bed; I’m bare,
I look up at the endlessly wide sky, and stare.
I cannot see the bright stars that glare,
Yet I know that they are there.
The girl I long to hold is out somewhere.

I must find her without any haste,
I long for her sweet lips to taste,
Without her life is but a waste.
Through my body coldness raced,
Only she can warm me with my heart embraced.

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Flashback Friday: Falling Stars

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Ahhh…high school poems


I gaze longingly above,
Towards the vast stars; I love,
To hold, the hand of such is bliss;
In losing that feeling, I would miss
My soul, falls lifelessly,
As driftwood, floating aimlessly.

Just once would I like,
For a star to take flight,
And fall from the majestic sky,
And behold it to mine eye.
Fall to my world bright star,
I can see you, not so far.

Flash Back Friday: Falling Stars

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I wrote this in 98! Wow…that seems like a world ago.

Falling Stars

 

I gaze longingly above

Towards the vast stars, I love

To hold, the hand of such is bliss;

I losing that feeling, I would miss

My soul, falls lifelessly

As driftwood, floating worthlessly.

 

Just once would I like,

For a star to take flight,

And fall from the majestic sky,

And behold itself to my eye.

Fall to my world bright star,

I can see you, not so far.