Monina Furigay (October 7,1996)
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Poems by Monina Furigay : 29 / 45
Stuck In A Daydream
He's standing there
playing with my hair
Laughing and smiling
Life seems fair
'I'll never choose another'
He whispers, handing me flowers
He leans in for a kiss
I'm weak for his power
But I never got those flowers
Or the kiss I would've missed
I was just stuck in a daydream
that caused me to wish...
Monina Furigay
Submitted: Monday, July 04, 2011
Edited: Tuesday, July 05, 2011
Poems by Monina Furigay : 29 / 45
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Wow!
this is a lovely poem.
This poem slapped me cross the face. So Poetic!
lovely.very poetic.it has a fresh feeling
such a lovely poem filled my morning with that feeling of love overflowing in your poem....
This is a lovely poem! I loved it...sweet and full of imagery.
It reminds me of a poem I wrote and I'd love to know what you think.
It's called 'Like a Boss' I'm sorry if it seems a little rude.
Sometimes......
She wants to watch the base of his throat as he throws his head back to laugh
She wants to smell the ocean through the pine trees and hear her own soft whimper as he bends to kiss her.
She wants to feel him whisper sweet, crazy words close to her ear and delight in the hidden shivers he brings to the depths of her
She wants to feel the heat from his hand burn her thigh
She wants to pull his sweet breath into her chest and hold it until she knows it has travelled to the centre of her.
She wants permission to stand close...very close
Can he tell that his name starts deep inside her and rings and rings and rings? .......
Then she opens her eyes and, ever ladylike, crosses her legs, hands folded over her knees, as the world comes back to focus
She wonders if this too shall pass
So she can get back to work!
Love this poem! I relate all too well! :)
I liked it very much :)
I read this well penned and poignant poem and I can see clearly that you have what it takes to make it through the poetry world: TALENT. Keep inspiring the World! I am not going to invite you to read any poem of mine in particular but whenever time permits visit my page if you wish and enjoy it! For your excellent poem you deserve a 10+++ Love and Peace for always! ...
Wonderful poem written with great skill. The poem is rich in imagery and style. I am impressed. Well taken. I rated it 10.
Please read and rate my poem 'Abortion' on page 4.
Warmest regards
Akmal