We met by the pond,
frozen which was nice.
The full moon light,
the surface of the ice.
Our hearts skipped a beat,
as we ran upon the ice.
It moaned beneath our feet,
the moonlight made it nice.
I thought I'd make my move,
she was very very nice.
I put my hands back in my pockets,
I could see I was dancing on thin ice.
I spend my life dancing on thin Ice Dave, the adrenaline buzz is amazing! and I still haven't learned to swim! lol Smiling at you, Tai
You're right Dave... I really lioked this one... Best CJ
Dave, this poem shows that you are able to write deep and meaningful stuff. I like this new style. As for the poem, sometimes we have to take risks to get what we want, even if it means walking on thin ice. I just hope it doesn't crack, that's all..... Love, Fran the Fan xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice! Nice! Nice! Ice-see a very nice poem here. I enjoyed reading it very much. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX