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  • SHEENA MOSIER

    SongSoptok | 10/15/2015 |





    THE FAIR
    I still remember, the sounds of cheer,
    the cool thing was, to hang out there.
    To hear the music and see the lights,
    Everywhere you looked, happiness
    was in sight.

    From candy apples, to funnel cakes,
    Any food there, was up for takes.

    It’s the simple people, who were around,
    providing happiness, through the sounds.
    They are not rich, but here they are,
    opening the doors , of the carnival cars.

    When they pack up and go away,
    It just turns into another day.

    ON THAT DAY

    On that day when we first met,
    I hadn’t even started dating yet.
    I laughed when I turned around,
    you were looking at me, or so I
    found.

    I nervously giggled at you that day,
    telling myself, from you, to stay away.
    soon I put you out of my mind,
    wondering if ever, a man I would find.

    One day you asked if I was ready to date,
    I looked at you, not knowing what was to
    be our fate.

    One night you came over, we got along well,
    your charm on me, made me feel so swell.
    But when you pulled me up on your chest,
    I will spare you from all the rest.

    PICNIC

    I was having a picnic in a forest one day,
    the twigs snapping, told me that you
    were on your way.

    Standing up, spreading a blanket on the
    ground, I became nervous then,
    wondering, if anyone else was around.

    We chatted, passing the day, then
    there was silence as you were looking
    my way.

    Standing up, you reached for my hand,
    as we walked down to the beach and
    the sand.

    Together we watched as the sun went
    down, then afterwards, in the water,
    we frolicked around.

    A little while later, we went to set up our
    tent, so back to the picnic area, away we
    went.

    After we were done, we rounded up some
    wood, then we built a fire, so strong and
    good.

    Soon the moon, it would rise, we lay
    on our back, staring at the twinkling
    skies.

    Excited, we looked into each other’s eyes,
    soon the fireworks and passion, they would
    rise.

    As you bend your lips to mine, strong
    and sweet as a nice red wine.

    We then wandered down to the beach,
    the sand and warm water, we finally
    did reach.

    Half in the water, half on the ground,
    the ocean and our breathing, was
    the only sound.

    We made sweet and passionate
    love, underneath the beautiful
    moon up above.



    [SHEENA MOSIER]





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