Stephen Cahill Furlong (23 August 1992 / Holles Street, Dublin, Republic of Ireland)
Poems of Stephen Cahill Furlong
|22.||If Trees Could Talk||10/19/2012|
|23.||Isolation: 25 June 2010||4/21/2012|
|24.||Just To See You Smile||12/21/2012|
|25.||Largest Jigsaw Missing||6/25/2012|
|28.||Love Is Not Love But Pain||1/3/2013|
|32.||My Bullying Days||4/21/2012|
|33.||My Saviour Is She||4/7/2013|
|34.||Oh Childhood, Where Art Thou?||4/21/2012|
|36.||Princess Of My Heart||3/6/2013|
|37.||Red And White Stripes||4/21/2012|
|39.||Roses For The Beloved||1/11/2013|
|40.||Senseless Sonnet 1||1/17/2013|
Red And White Stripes
At the club, I knew straight off you meant something to me,
From the moment you turned around and showed me that look
Which surprised me and how you made that acceptance-shrug
Pleased me greatly, and suddenly my heart and I were stuck.
This hadn't been done before. You were the first to do so.
Not like all the previous girls, you didn't spit me a no.
You were dancing with your friends, your hair shone like a star.
And because you agreed to kiss me, only you were the best by far.