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For the boyfriend I don't have

Member since 2002 · Posted 11 Dec 2002 · Edited 11 Dec 2002 · 5 comments

To kiss him is to surrender, To laugh with him a lasting memory Blurred not by time Dispersed like steam his hands on me Speak languages only my soul knows Here I could spend eternity.

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[8] Caducus 11-Dec-02/9:37 AM Reply

Beautiful, something nice to go home on, i wrote one like this once called 'When I meet my love' there is something very romantic and mystical in pre conception of a paragon like a soul mate, good luck in your search hope you got the patience you'll need it. *8*

[n/a] ~incarnate~ › Caducus 11-Dec-02/10:09 AM Reply

thanks! And oh, yeah, I will need the luck!

[9] Amelia 11-Dec-02/10:39 AM Reply

How optimistically sweet

[6] god'swife 11-Dec-02/11:29 AM Reply

Alright dear this isn't half bad you just have to get rid of the things that make it sound childish.

To kiss him is to surrender.

To laugh with him, a lasting memory
Blurred not by time.

Vanishing like steam

His hands on me
Speak languages
Only my soul knows.
here I could spend eternity.

good luck with the writing.

[n/a] ~incarnate~ › god'swife 11-Dec-02/1:12 PM Reply

Thank you