summer.

summer.

A Poem by peace SiGN./index DOWN.

the sweat trickling off my body

glistening in the beaming sun.

how my sunglasses perfectly frame my face

while i lay here in my bikini.

letting the sun soak me up

 finding out all my secrets.

wanting to jump in the water

to what seems to be perfection

perfection because it soothes the pain from

me

from everyone.

being up later than usual

school is out.

so why sleep?

laying in your bed with the window open.

you feeel like its not helping
its still hot.all you want is a cool restless sleep

tonight.

then your stomach starts to talk

telling you "feed me".

you dont want to listen

but it hurts.

tiptoeing down stairs, leading you to the

food heaven.

you then feel this vibration on your leg.

your phone is bugging you until you pick it up.

you start to text, pressing every key.

your now up late.

but

you dont wana go to sleep yet.

so you go to talk to your best friend.

for hours.

on and on.

both of your eyes slowly start to close...

 

but

the sun wakes you up

you look at the clock.

 

5:30

a new summer day has started

fulll of adventure.

 

but your not ready yet.

 

© 2008 peace SiGN./index DOWN.


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LOVE.

I can totally relate!

I was able to feel the warmth of the sun and the coolness of the water...

Very nice. Again, I loved it.

-Aurelia Mirella

Posted 15 Years Ago


i really liked your poem.it has a lot of meaning in it so keep writing

Posted 15 Years Ago


i feel the same way...love it!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


i love this.. i know exactly what you mean..... especially since we live in the same house lol. love ya sis keep writing!!!!


Posted 15 Years Ago



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