By Seth Plate

Posted: April 6, 2013 in Rhymes

First pulished on Monday, 17 August 2009 (as inspired by one of my most favorite movies. Need I mention the title?)

*If that fallen angel were a poet..

There was never a night when she came

I always think of her awake, every day’s just the same.

Yet every day is just like a dream that’s never coming true

I never want to wake up, but I know someday I have to.

The touch of her hand;

The weight of her head on my shoulder;

The scent of her hair makes me want to kiss her.

Just for this night, I wish it’d never end.

The smile on her lips;

The look in her pretty bright eyes;

The way she talks to me makes me want to fantasize.

Just for this night, I wish it’d never end.

But if this night should end, and tomorrow she’ll be gone,

And all that happened will just remain in my memories;

If we’ll never ever meet –

“I’d rather have a a breath of her hair;

A kiss from her mouth;

A touch of her hand

Than eternity without it.”

Just one.

– Seth Plate

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