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Free verse № 50829

Tawn-acious

Member since 2002 · Posted 29 May 2003 · Edited 4 Jun 2003 · 1 comment

With my love in tow I can see again I can see my life as it is And what she can make it She can take my hand, without a word Look into my eyes, and see right into me Can she tell? Can she know? What a horrible thing I am to be? She leans in close and I know she knows But all she says is "I don't care about that" "I don't care of what you might be" "I only know of what you can be, with me" Tears, they collesce in my eyes Then flow with out shame I know what I have in one like her I am loathe to end it, loathe to leave it Happiness is overwhelming But then joy is everlasting A kiss from her is like heaven Purity in each lip, in each bite Such understanding Such a feeling could not exist Out side of heaven it does not I know for I have felt heaven Felt her lips as they brush mine Feelings stirred within my chest They murmur things for only her With her ring on my hand With her hand in mine With her lips against mine Heaven is ours to keep for all eternity.

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[n/a] Bachus 4-Jun-03/10:14 AM Reply
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I would have more respect for you if you too, had the track of the day and were just not so gay.