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Amelia: it must be the fourth of july.
by Andrew S Adamsmetaphors about fireworks
and
being in
love
(it must
be the
fourth of
july.)
kisses planted
on lips attached to a
body firmly planted next
to an old willow tree
(which was planted in the heart
of every lover who carved
their initials inside hearts
marked upon its trunk)
on a midnight stroll through
the park when all the kids
are looking straight to the moon,
watching explosions fill the sky
while the ground is catching
fire
(the willow is aflame with
passion, but before it burns
completely
i will climb to the highest branch
and carve
a heart
so the fire may forever burn
inside of ours.) 07/05/2005 Posted on 07/05/2005
Copyright © 2024 Andrew S Adams
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Jared Fladeland on 07/05/06 at 05:13 AM This actually is inspiring me to write a poem. i'd comment more but i have to go write it |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 06/14/07 at 03:34 AM Very visual and romantic, Andrew. What happened to Amelia? Were there fireworks between you two that lasted for some time?
~Chelle~ |
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