joanne fenner

Every Girls Dream (Part One)

Lights go off, the candles get lit,
It’s just me and his charming quick wit.
My favourite songs play gently behind his voice,
My eyes fixate on his as if they have no choice.

He hushes his discussions and listens to mine,
His gazes make me feel that my words have froze time.
As I watch his lips take another sip of white,
I could not have imagined a more perfect night.

And as I waited patiently for another of his speeches,
For in his inside pocket he reaches.
One hand tenderly touches my lengthy locks,
Gradually he produces a petite red box.

“I have waited for an Angel all of my life,
Tonight give me the pleasure of becoming my wife.”
I replied with a soft kiss that was oh so true,
That no longer words were needed, he already knew.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Poem Edited: Friday, February 4, 2011

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  • Claire :) (3/22/2007 4:56:00 PM)

    You are an extrmemly good writer! you should keep it up!

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