How do you know if she loves me back?
She shines like a bright white neon light
Illuminating all of her wonders
Only clearer when she bares all,
Like a pair of eyes but only one,
She keeps watching me
Seeing it all, high in the sky
Guiding me through the dark, dark night.
I could spend all night looking at you,
Staring back at the white sailing vessel,
Sailing away on a sea of bright stars,
Spreading round your hypnotising rays of light,
Leaving me in a crazy, crazy daze
Like a lullaby for me to fall asleep.













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Ok, right, so, yeah, well, it doesn't have to be about a person necessarily, does it? I mean, it could be, sort of the sonnet-love-praise-adoration thing, but that could just as easily be applied to anything...
I'm not getting very far here...
I don't know. It seems to me, since you write it coming back from Hong Kong and all, and since you have a deep emotional attachment to that place, that there's something about your feelings towards that in there. Especially the line "She keeps watching me Seeing it all, high in the sky Guiding me through the dark, dark night." which conjures up an image of being high up in the sky, in a plane, leaving the country behind. And it's "the dark, dark night" as you leave, but the land is illuminated with night-life that you can still see as you move away, and it's like 'she' is watching you as you go.
"Leaving me in a crazy, crazy daze
Like a lullaby for me to fall asleep."
I loved this line so much. Wonderful ending. The repetition on 'crazy, crazy daze', and assonance on the 'az' sound, gives a sort of langorous, drifting feeling, which links beautifully to the 'lullaby' of the last line. I can just see you there, on the plane, leaving Hong Kong behind, falling asleep, wheeling through the stars with the land all lit up with lights. It's beautiful. In my head. ^^
This is a wonderful poem, Josh. Really heartfelt and beautiful. I love the emotional core of it, and even if I'm completely wrong in my interpretation, it has a wonderful lyricism.
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And that made no sense.
"I could spend all night looking at you,
Staring back at the white sailing vessel,
Sailing away on a sea of bright stars,"
These were my favourite of favourite lines. I can just see it. Lying on a beach, with the waves just lapping at the shore, watching some boat type thing sail away with the woman/man of your dreams on. Beautiful image, if not a little sad.
*Gets all teary*
It's very good. I think it's pretty. Very pretty.
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