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my midsummer nights dream

Poetry By: dreaming of you

i am going to base this on an experience from a few years ago . i have no idea yet where i'm going with it , so please proceed with caution .

Submitted:Aug 26, 2008    Reads: 163    Comments: 9    Likes: 6   

the local amateur dramatic society

are performing a shakespeare play

the director says he has faith in me

and would like me to stay .

but i'm at that awkward age

every comment i treat with suspect

this guy has never seen me perform on stage

so how can he know what to expect .

i'm to sweep hermia off of her feet

but first i must find the real me

but i know she will fall for words hollow but sweet

if uttered romantically .

eventually i am introduced

to the girl who will fall for my guise

in that instant i have been seduced

by the mischief in her eyes .

i convince the director

to give us a few moments of time

i hold her close and kiss her

now i know that she is mine .

she waits for me after rehearsal

her body can no longer wait

as helena and james make their dispersal

xander is meeting his fate .

slow and rhymic grinding

grows in ever deeper intensity

her hips writhe with poetic rhyming

until my hermia is ravishing me.

the director took the plaudits and praise

for the success the play became

but i knew my hermia and her sultry ways

had helped me raise my game .

we were the toast of our society

adored for every scene

but my hermia will always be

my wonderful midsummer nights dream .


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