PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

guitar starts strumming, neck starts moving,
you dance onto the stage, feet start grooving,
ears start tuning, eyes adjust,
locked on your smile, your moves a must,

grace starts burning a hole in all of my pain,
for those 3 hours it was you in my brain,
no one from the past, nor another state,
gonna make this last, clapping won't abate,

you lost your voice, i lost my sadness,
you found the right guy, i found new madness,
speak truly can this, be what we see?
do i really have such beauty in front of me?

calling me baby, texting me daily,
not a Kristina, Kath, Alex or Hailey,
it's true that when you start as great friends,
you never worry about the ends.