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To Orange

Member since 2003 · Posted 7 Jun 2004 · 7 comments

I try to veil my face Whenever your moon tries to peep From the clouds inside my eyelids Yet even if I can deny Such wond'rous sights to my mind's eye I cannot deny Love of her proprietorship of me For you color my sunset sky

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7 comments

[8] SupremeDreamer 7-Jun-04/5:28 PM Reply

Blessed with an eight. Go in peace.

[n/a] Lifeboatman › SupremeDreamer 7-Jun-04/10:12 PM Reply

thanks...

[7] zodiac 7-Jun-04/5:39 PM Reply

"wond'rous" should be "wondrous", dimwit.

[n/a] Lifeboatman › zodiac 7-Jun-04/10:12 PM Reply

thanks...

[7] PsydewaysTears 28-Dec-04/7:35 AM Reply

I really like the idea of what's being communicated in this poem. Though I think the title has gone over my head, and the word "proprietorship" mocks the rest of the words with its bulbous enunciation. All the other ones rolls so beautifully off my tongue but that one word kind of just... died. But still I enjoyed coming across this poemette, it whipped up a nice little smile across my face.

â¢Â°â¢Gregory Jamesâ¢Â°â¢

[n/a] Lifeboatman › PsydewaysTears 9-Jan-06/9:37 PM Reply

thanks...

[8] amanda_dcosta 7-Apr-06/12:28 AM Reply

nice