Congratulations Candy_Cane and Storyteller!
Winner: Poem of the Week: Oct 31, 2004
Garden of love
by Candy_Cane
Cover me up with roses
Fill my senses with devotions
Straighten up my curly petals
With your daisy kisses shower me
And with your scanty fingers tickle my hands
As I will pamper you with my jasmine treatment
Furnish our house with lilies
So that happiness will always spread
And our lives will forever be white
Wrap me up round your blossomy arms
Make me feel your flowery heart
Which I know is my safe home
In the night we don’t need lights
‘Cause we have our sun-flowered souls
Along with our pure love that glows the night through
Your pansy sense of humor blows me away
When you tell me I have grassy eyes and a Daffodil nose
After that you say I have a cyclamen smell
Then your pinky smile let me know that you’re just teasing me
I love it when your rosy cheeks turn red
Oh! I could stare at them for hours, just too see the innocence of your face
I love you so much my dear ivy
Like the flowers love its leaves
I need you to water my world
Like the rain water the trees
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Winner: Poem of the Week: Oct 31, 2004
Don't Cry
by Storyteller
A tear forms,
somewhere between leaving and a park bench
overlooking a midnight ocean and yesterdays farewell.
It rolls down, candle lit,
between pages of poetry sprawled across your gentle cheek
and navigates through memories
and pauses at streaks
to take note.
It rolls down, waterslide,
gliding past forgotten smiles,
wading around for a dimples sign
and rests heavily upon your lip
(where we last kissed)
The teardrop sits, quivering,
awaiting it's long leap.
Salting up a tale told tongue
remembering your blue eyes.
And as it falls, all is forgot.
No more streams to form
or waterslides.
It's lost it's grip to your soft skin.
It's gone...It's left...It's lonely too.
And as it splashes onto a page,
resting on a cluttered desk,
it lies...
looking up it says
don't cry.
Both are well-deserving poems.
