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I Love You, My Angel (Free verse) by mytenderrage I feel the love bursting in my heart
Like nothing I have ever felt before.
On my bed, I dream of you
Very happy, when I feel your love,
Even when I can???t see your face.
Your touch, your embrace,
Only you can make me feel this way
Until the end of all eternity.
My delight and pleasure soars as
Your arms wrap around my figure.
Are you all mine, my angel?
No one else can touch you
Great feelings of passion
Ever so soaring within my heart,
Love, desire, and happiness.
Up the ladder:
Greeny nature
Down the ladder:
If I Could
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 2.3333333
Posted: November 4, 2002 1:47 AM PST; Last modified: November 4, 2002 1:47 AM PSTWeighted score: 3.6666667 Overall Rank: 13561 Comments:
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poetandknowit @ 65.101.212.20
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4-Nov-02/7:43 AM
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I see the pimple poems are still alive and well in my absence.
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<~> @ 167.206.181.179
> poetandknowit
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4-Nov-02/11:49 AM
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as if they'll ever go away.
again, the word "pukeypoo" comes to mind.
You must be a masochist. I hate you/I love you/ I hate you/I love you. You could be a saddist. In which case touche! You have caused me incalculable nausea.
wow, the treacle is making me vomit
congratulations
'Your arms wrap around my FIGURE'? Even by the standards of pimple poetry, that's bad.
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