i'm definitely not a poet, but here's something I wrote on the airplane about my trip.Now i'm squirming at some of the words I used, but heck. that's how I wrote it.
A step through the woods in the fleeting rain.
Suspended in the shifting sands, a moon that's always round.
Tan lines like a panda, classes in the way
Rain and mountains can't stop us, but an assignment due the next day...
North face jackets and a comforter or two
Turn around, I'll always be behind you.
Wake me up in fifteen means never do.
Glasses of alcohol, antithesis of redbull
Girl guide leads the way, save on foods in Holland.
Shower full of shavers and a bed of hard wood
Why am I the only girl again, you are only when you think so.
An endless uphill climb, we take those we want to.
A bench at the bottom of it all, I wish I could stay there forever
When tomorrow comes, my dreams will end
but for today, let it stay.
darn it, my photos link is not working... argh too lazy to ahref~