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Poetry News Post #1460

CrazyLovePoem

Written by: Yuraell Silverwind
Date: Friday, June 13th, 2003
Addressed to: Strider Caeri Del-Amroth, Yura's Rising Dawn


When youre not around,
Time stops.
When youre not around,
I feel so lost.

Paradise birds smiling at me,
Oh Angel!, I wish you could see.

Monkeys with suits, Dragons with dresses,
Both dancing in my mind with questioning faces,
Is she coming back soon?, they ask,
Oh Angel!, crazy dreams I have.

I can stare at distant white clouds,
Walking thorough familiar roads.

When youre not around,
Time stops.
When youre not around,
I feel so lost.

Waiting for you is making me ill,
But to sit and wait is my will.

Singing and shouting, risking my life,
Reciting my love!, I dont care about Twilight!
Is that really needed?. They ask,
Oh Angel!, I send them all to bask.

The night comes, inviting..
But for now Ill be waiting.

When youre not around,
Time stops.
When youre not around,
I feel so lost.

Yura

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Aeguary, in the year 337 AF.


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Poetry News Post #1460

CrazyLovePoem

Written by: Yuraell Silverwind
Date: Friday, June 13th, 2003
Addressed to: Strider Caeri Del-Amroth, Yura's Rising Dawn


When youre not around,
Time stops.
When youre not around,
I feel so lost.

Paradise birds smiling at me,
Oh Angel!, I wish you could see.

Monkeys with suits, Dragons with dresses,
Both dancing in my mind with questioning faces,
Is she coming back soon?, they ask,
Oh Angel!, crazy dreams I have.

I can stare at distant white clouds,
Walking thorough familiar roads.

When youre not around,
Time stops.
When youre not around,
I feel so lost.

Waiting for you is making me ill,
But to sit and wait is my will.

Singing and shouting, risking my life,
Reciting my love!, I dont care about Twilight!
Is that really needed?. They ask,
Oh Angel!, I send them all to bask.

The night comes, inviting..
But for now Ill be waiting.

When youre not around,
Time stops.
When youre not around,
I feel so lost.

Yura

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Aeguary, in the year 337 AF.


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