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how i love (Free verse) by elizabethann Do you ever use
yourself as a piece of
paper?
Your name covers
my hand.
When it fades, I
write it again.
That's how I love,
quietly.
And when my ink runs
out, I'll
carve it into my flesh.
It will never fade.
That's how I love,
painfully.
I'll even get a
tatoo.
Use a needle and
ink.
That's how I love,
passionately.
You tell me you
don't love me.
Your name is still
inscribed.
I'll never get it
taken off.
That's how I love,
endlessly.
Up the ladder:
When my poems go platinum
Down the ladder:
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Posted: March 20, 2003 4:12 PM PST; Last modified: March 26, 2004 6:21 AM PSTWeighted score: 6.7777777 Overall Rank: 422 Comments:
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Jeremi B. Handrinos @ 24.126.113.154
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20-Mar-03/4:38 PM
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*Glad you are* get the tattoo, and prove it. In fact i would tattoo the poem on my tongue to really show the world the strength of your purpose and love.
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elizabethann @ 152.163.189.234
> Jeremi B. Handrinos
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20-Mar-03/4:41 PM
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I should get the poem tatooed on my tongue .. but then again I am a child and my mommy dearest wouldn't let me, so for now I'll just carve the poem into my arm, sound good? ;)
Still, it's nice. A humble poet is not to be taken lightly :)
re "Still, it's nice. A humble poet is not to be taken lightly":
Do you have any idea what you're talking about? A humble poet is absolutely the first thing to be taken lightly, followed closely by stop-signs, 'deep thoughts and other abstractions', and dire predictions of global climate change.
IT WASN'T ME! I don't know who did, but I certainly did not piss in your wheaties!
Agreed. Maybe there are humble poets still alive, but anyone having the audacity to put thoughts and heart to paper - and then to share them with the world, must be quite entirely full of themselves.
And in so doing, may sometimes be taken lightly.
I'm okay with it too - could do without the lowercase i's though - they distract from the piece too much.
Too much self depreciation can get old quickly.
An exploding hobo-activated guff vat of yearning. -10-
An Acme douple-seated arse tractor of beards!
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