What do you guys think of this POEM? A good Title?
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Those gazing eyes, those grins in strings
Oh yet I ponder what lies within
That corkscrew hair, those tendered lips
The smell you stand, those provocative hips
Through all those temptations
We flew up high
And through my foreign skin
The wind fondled by
The sweet bitter air
I'll soon be drowned in
While gliding through mountains
Feeling quite paper thin
Remnants of a silhouette are seen
As we take on the heavens once sheen
Reaching the stars and moons I adore
Living memories I wish I could store
But as the lead angels we are, we fall
To the ground where petals scream
Light still gleams-- dreams are JUST dreams
Just to encounter THE unseen flaw
The seasons! The seasons!
In different we lived
As my leaves would fall
Your blooms would begin
As the beautiful spring
Only brought eerie grins
And the sweet bitter air
Suffocated me--from within
Slowly, I began to drown
Fearing nothing too slim
As I was king and you were my crown
And I had nothing but a broken fin
The currents dragged me far in deeper
To where the darkness roomed the shallow waters of my brackish soul
And a familiar, grizzly, deary sleeper
Would do a darkening never ending midnight stroll
The water then began to boil
And our feeling with it too
No where to find was the murky soil
And elsewhere to find was the love between two
It was time I shed my skin
It was time you shed some more
As we would be clear of sin
And we got ready to swim ashore
There we are, all alone and wet
By the dunes in the sand of times
Waiting for time to pay the debt
and for poets to make up rhymes
Who are we to say it happened?
As in dreams all real is true
Perhaps it was the midnight stew
The one who made this dream come through
At least I know of seasons and ours
I've counted the suns, the moons, and stars
The coming spring will melt the frost
Around our names in the bark--embossed