Published April 8, 2011
saying hello to you with our eyes
is enough for me
for a while now, we'll be near
will i have the nerve?
will my voice come out of hiding... where could it be
alright, it's time
here we are, busy listening to someone else talk
while all i can think about is you
you say your name, not to me, of course, but to the group
can't help but notice you're inching closer, though
does that mean anything?
or are those just your usual ways
i have absolutely no idea who you are
but my heart forgets that fact
floating as we lightly collide
your lanky fingers hold open the door for me
...why must my cheeks flourish so
we all say goodbye, but i'm glad you don't
as you look to me, walk over, and just stand with me
i sigh. guess my temporary fun has ended
"Paul", they call you
wait, could that be...
oh yes, you happen to be passing by again
for the last time
now i must convince myself it's over
but thanks for giving me this day, Gregory
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Hello there.
You have a very confusing poem over here. You have totally messed a lot of things together over here. It lacks structure. It lacks rhythm. It lacks flow. And, it lacks punctuations.
Good Job!
Goin' for the e. e. cummings style, huh?
Very nice. There's something about it that needs work.... it's rambly? I can't quite put my finger on it at the moment.
I was confused by the name change at the end. What's up with that?