AntiguaI walk into the store and lay my eyes uponAntigua by bubblystar
The most exquisite creature I have ever seen.
My hands and face are pressed to the glass as
I take my time skimming over her body
My eyes resting upon each and every curve,
Every glistening and lustrous part.
Her body was absolutely immaculate
What I would give to play with her for one day.
Who cares if my neighbors complain about the noise?
All that matter is that I'd finally be able to lay my fingers
On those resplendent keys
And play a couple of songs
Maybe a jazz, some fresh funk, bitter blues
Coltrane, Davis, parker.
But a quick glance at the price tag
Quickly shatters those dreams.
With a sigh, I stick my hands back in my pockets
And glance around at cheaper saxophones
None of which can compare to the beautiful Antigua.
The Girl He LovesThe girl he loves is midnight, like the blue of the sea cradled by the moonlight.The Girl He Loves by UntamedUnwanted
The girl he loves is verdant, the very green of the hill kissed by the summer delight.
The girl he loves is coral, as pink as the roses that grow in his mother's garden.
The girl he loves is crimson, red like the autumn leaves that lay abandoned.
The girl he loves I can never be
Because he's allergic to violets,
And violets are too much like me.