"I was no Oasis, But surely I was a mirage. I was never here in the first place"

Thursday, June 25, 2015

A Poem For You.

Roses are red 
Violets are blue
I'm writing this 
poem just for you
So hear me out
cause I'm running out of time
so here's a lime, go eat it. 
and you will be fine.
but wait, i got a dime
ill buy dinner for two
it wont be that much 
but at least its food
we were going to drive
down the lane
but it suddenly rained 
so we sat in our car
and looked afar
to see the sunset 
beneath the waves
as the night ascended 
the moon presented itself above
the pristine sky 
and we were delighted 
I took your hand 
and kissed it goodnight
I drove you home 
and said goodbye 

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