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Crysta Gingras Feb 2016
The rain had stopped
Hours ago,
Class had been cropped
Only miles to go,
The cars drive by
Splashing and dragging water,
Not another sound to be heard
Just the swirling patter,
As the water is thrown off the wheels
And onto the pavement,
It’s a sound that appeals
To a certain extent,
Vehicles drive by fast
Their sounds soon swallowed by the damp air,
As my mind is recast
And I pull back my hair,
A new rain starts falling
Giving new thoughts that draw in
I wonder if this rain
Had been with you,
Barely a week ago
When you thought I should know
That the rain was falling down
Outside where your are,
I reach my car
I seem stuck in place,
You are so far,
I wish to hold you in my embrace
The weather is perfect for that
I think to myself
I wonder where you’re at
As I’m wishing to see your face
I shake my head and get into the car
One last glance
At the rain water dance
We’ll get our chance
Until then we romance.
To my angel
Crysta Gingras Jan 2016
Beautiful
You are beautiful
Let me try to describe
You are cute and charming
And alarmingly disarming
You’re elegantly delightful
With a twist of fascinating magnificence
Your smile is alluringly dazzling
Your words keep me in suspense
There’s a wonderful admiration
In the way you are delicate and pretty
With a fire I know you hold inside
You demand anything but pity
Comely and angelic
You’re ravishing and divine
You’re the most pulchritudinous woman I’ve ever met
And I so wish to call you mine <3
Good morning my Angel
Crysta Gingras Jan 2016
The apple that grows high,
Red
The sunset marking the end,
Orange
The flower that brightens the home,
Yellow
The tractor that pulls the fields,
Green
The ball in Fido’s maw,
Blue
The fish that swims in cold waters,
Indigo
The galaxy shining high overhead,
Violet
These are the colors of our world
They shine and glow
Vibrant and joyful
They give life to the dull
Their meaning together
Is one of love
And passion
As they shine above
In an order they encourage compassion
These colors don’t define us
They don’t give us a label
Their meaning is pure
Any argument contrarily, unstable
A rainbow dances
It shines and gives joy
There is no group
That should use it as a ploy
It’s symbol is a promise
One made out to us long ago
Let me use this symbol now
To really let you know
I promise not to hurt you
I promise to never let you go
I promise now to push through
Any trials we’ll have in tow
I promise to not give up
Even when the going gets tougher
I’m promising you here
That though the road will get rougher
And won’t always be sunshine and rainbows
I will stick it through with you
I promise, from my head down to my toes
Good morning to my Angel
Crysta Gingras Jan 2016
Hush now
Don’t wake up
The phone gives a buzz
A snore gives the pup
Close your eyes
Go back to bed
This isn’t a wake-up call
Just a morning scrawl
To say thank you my angel
For staying up late
Through most the night
For our “phone date”
This poem is rough
I apologize for the phrasing
I just can’t get enough
You’re just so gosh-**** amazing
Good morning my Angel
Crysta Gingras Jan 2016
Angel
My angel
Won’t you sing your sweet song
Fly with me far
And stay all night long
I’ll hold onto you tight
Wrapped in your wings like snow
And everything will be right
Until one of us must go
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
I’ll see you again
We’ll gambol and descant
Remember until then
It is my heart you enchant
My heart you have won
So angel
Sweet angel
Know you are the One.
Good morning my Angel
Crysta Gingras Jan 2016
I feel like an eagle
Who has jumped off a cliff
Like a stray dog
Who’s tail is held stiff
There was no rhyme or reason
Nothing to make life worth living
Then you show up
And every girl’s tripping
Be mine! Be mine!
They all scream and shout
Tearing their clothes
And flopping about
You reached for them not
And kept right on through
Till there was no one else standing there
Just me and just you
You helped spread my wings
And I learned how to fly
Found the stray in me
And my tail became spry
Our joy may it grow
As our hearts become one
Those other girls can go
They’ve all been outdone ;)
Good morning my Angel
Crysta Gingras Jan 2016
Dancing
Dancing
In my mind’s eye we are dancing
Twirling about
Hand in hand
My hand on your hip as we sway
Feet moving
Eyes staring
At the laugh on your lips as we move this way
Going in circles
Moving in eights
Getting dizzy spinning with this stray
We stretch out far
We lean in close
Whirling smoothly like ballet
I grab your hands as the music comes to a close
The song is done
Your smile like the sun
Your blush as beautiful as a rose
We should say goodbye
But I cannot lie
My feelings are hard to compose
I hold onto you tight
With all my might
I lean in a whisper to your ear
Stay
<3My Angel<3
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