It had been a long day,
I wish I could rewrite it and play,
like a record tape stuck with clay,
you and I are paused in that bay.
I had so much fun when you're with me,
It hadn't been a long time when we're riding without a fee,
this ride, we call it Ferris wheel,
The place where the couples express what they feel.
Sometimes paint is just a color,
it extremely have strong odor,
I remember what he taught, my mentor,
the beautiful shower of we so called meteor.
YOU ARE READING
Love, is not a simple feeling
PoetryPoems, made by me, some of them are rhyming, some of them are not, read it and find out whats inside. More on bittersweet poems Depending in my mood, and the ideas I come up with <3
