Friday, June 12, 2009

Poetic Antic {Page 41}

~ ~ ~ S p a r k s


The night is young and so are we

There is no need to hurry and worry

No need to stop looking for sparks

Farther and harder we search

I'm gaining back my sanity

Flashing lights color your face

My heart begins to dance

I want to relive this sense of high

Standing still at the edge of a cliff

You place your hand behind my neck

We swayed to the tune of the sparks

Thousand times we did this

Till dawn broke and our knees shook

Still we followed the bidding of the sparks

Keeping up is hard and we are a little tired

We stood still for a moment or two

Grabbed a drink and freshened up a bit

A few candid words later and that's when it hit

I never knew how your eyes brightly lit

Leading me close to your side always

Cupid sent us these sparks of interest.


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