Hour Poem; Creative Writing
Hour
Me and my one true love Anna have been in love for many years, since we were thirteen. Now at the minor age of 18, are feelings have grown vastly for one another. We spend only an hour each day, before sun down, Together. We always settle to meet at the same place. It beholds no name, yet we meet there as its scenery is of a rare encounter. its golden brown trees, and luxurious pure green grass can only be described as bespoke beauty.
Various couples spend time there to be romantic with their partner, and this is the place me and Anna can consume each other with our passion, privately.
Yet as this place is so secretive and unknown to many, it makes our relationship seem as an wrongful amour, yet this encourages us to ensure we spend our time wisely, and talk about our future,our life together so far, and what may become of it.
Time is precious, and time is an obstacle for lovers like myself and Anna. But I find that if the right place is found, for two people whom enchant one another, that time can be used carefully.
We as a pair need no material wealth and possessions to be able to ravish in love, nothing can come against it, breathtaking scenery, and the whole of the summer sky allows us to enjoy our shining hour, and enables us to feel like millionaires as heart.
This precious hour I spend with her, I can't halt myself from ravishing her in kisses, which last for thousands of minutes, I can't help but treasure her love for me, my love for her, and the flowers, the jewels and the cuckoo spit which lays upon the grass. For this to me is what romance is. Without these elements, we in this short hour, wouldn't be able to enjoy this moment in our life, it wouldn't be special. It wouldn't rememberable.
However to my sadness, this hour does end. We must leave the grass ditch which beholds a hall of memories, this is our place, our miniature world, the world Which is around us we forget about, but once we leave we are apart of the chaos. To
Me and my one true love Anna have been in love for many years, since we were thirteen. Now at the minor age of 18, are feelings have grown vastly for one another. We spend only an hour each day, before sun down, Together. We always settle to meet at the same place. It beholds no name, yet we meet there as its scenery is of a rare encounter. its golden brown trees, and luxurious pure green grass can only be described as bespoke beauty.
Various couples spend time there to be romantic with their partner, and this is the place me and Anna can consume each other with our passion, privately.
Yet as this place is so secretive and unknown to many, it makes our relationship seem as an wrongful amour, yet this encourages us to ensure we spend our time wisely, and talk about our future,our life together so far, and what may become of it.
Time is precious, and time is an obstacle for lovers like myself and Anna. But I find that if the right place is found, for two people whom enchant one another, that time can be used carefully.
We as a pair need no material wealth and possessions to be able to ravish in love, nothing can come against it, breathtaking scenery, and the whole of the summer sky allows us to enjoy our shining hour, and enables us to feel like millionaires as heart.
This precious hour I spend with her, I can't halt myself from ravishing her in kisses, which last for thousands of minutes, I can't help but treasure her love for me, my love for her, and the flowers, the jewels and the cuckoo spit which lays upon the grass. For this to me is what romance is. Without these elements, we in this short hour, wouldn't be able to enjoy this moment in our life, it wouldn't be special. It wouldn't rememberable.
However to my sadness, this hour does end. We must leave the grass ditch which beholds a hall of memories, this is our place, our miniature world, the world Which is around us we forget about, but once we leave we are apart of the chaos. To