Not Abstract

[mandourage]

Here's a poem I made, based on a guy I fell for. It's not exactly Cillian but you can still relate it to Red Eye....

it’s a table it’s not abstract
and it’s between me and you
it’s a glass of wine when we dine
at this table of pursue

the way you hold your glass
or the way you hold your face
as we sit at this wooden mass
takes the edge of the chase

tongue-tied we sit like statues
on our seats waiting
maybe someday maybe somehow
we will stop hesitating

it’s no excuse to say we aren’t hungry
when our plates are full of food
and we stare at it longingly
and the taste effects our mood

it’s a table it’s not abstract
and we sit there glued to a chair
waiting for the wine to take effect
when the tables turn -it’s only fair

[justanotherday]

That was great! Very good job.

[mandourage]

thanks a lot!!

[Gutterflower]

That kicked butt! Seriously, very atmospheric, and the way it ended was simple, but it sent shivers down my spine.
Great job.

[mandourage]

oh wow thanks... that was the whole meaning behind it oh thankiee!!

[Saucerful of Secrets]

Wow, i really liked that. It says a lot to me. Very good.

[mandourage]

Thanks a lot I really appreciate the reviews

[wigwambam]

Very good, I liked it mucho much!! =D

[mandourage]

*gulps in air* woohooo! I don't post here often anymore, because i'm sooooooo busy with school. but this makes my whole day a lot better! YAY! thanks!