Here is my lame sonnet i wrote for my Eng 180 class... it was suppose to be about love.
Cold Nights
I could still remember those quiet, cold nights
We spent snuggled close and hidden from light.
Our legs tangled tight and hands connected
As like lost puzzle pieces perfected.
We lay near, cheek to cheek, heart to heart
So abreast, my love stood ready to start
Your beating heart if it should ever stop.
Because all of you, from bottom to top,
From your beauty to your mind, I adored.
You gave me one kiss. I then gave you four.
That night, I feared it far too soon to say
I would love you from now 'til my last day...
When I recall those nights, There's always tears
Cause those nights and you are no longer here.
this poem is based on a short story i was planning to write, so dont be surprised if a story with the same name comes out...
Saturday, March 21, 2009
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