Still

By
Edward Vidaurre
– August 1, 2011Posted in: Local Writers & Poets, Poetry

Still

in the still of the night
reminiscing on how
we touched and whispered
into each others soul
without hesitation

your soft skin
reminded me of rolling in the grass
down the hills of Griffith
and stopping
with a wide smile of child in awe

these nights
-still
remind me of
your soft lips
like the cotton candy
melting on my tongue
waiting to get on the jackhammer
at th…

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About Edward Vidaurre

Edward from Facebook: "I write poetry. I invented a weird twitch. I try not to think about penguins. I used to pretend I was a robot. I repeat the same word over and over until it loses its meaning. I scratch myself. I watch TV and repeat everything said in an Italian accent. I rule Sodoku. I make prank phone calls ever since Lilly said I looked like a crank yanker. I learned to kiss with a girl who regrets it. I take virtual vacations twice a year.I listen to texts. I read books. I have a tattoo. My daughter thinks I'm real, real handsome. My wife just thinks I'm plain ol' HOT! I hate people that honk in traffic, I'd rather you stick out your finger. I hate people who pronounce me name wrong. I love a well-executed gancho in Argentine Tango. I love bean soup. I love new shoes that don't squeak. I once spelled "cheap", "cheep" and lost a spelling bee. I love saving the day at my job. I love flat tires. I'm a trend setter. I love pugs. And Jesus is my friend too".