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Secret Getaway


I took a day away To a place I won't say Where the sky is clear blue And it's just me and you. The breeze softly hit my face When you looked at me And my heart began to race; You were all I could see. The fun part is all my troubles are gone And I don't have to think. Instead I see a green palm tree And the sun putting a blanket over me. The clock runs its hands To make the moon appear And now the two of us are just standing here. Then we holds hands, And our feet imprint the sand, As we roam in our secret getaway.
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Comments (3)

NNarhitya
Its reallly very sweeet poem !!!!!
allisonvee93
Thank you very muchh! (:
ultrabookworm
This one is so cute! The rhyme scheme is so quirky, and I love the line "The clock runs its hands/ To make the moon appear." I wish I still knew someone like this... Really wonderful job!

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