| Open Poetry #1 |
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Love Story |
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Seaangel Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 167Auckland, New Zealand |
'hold me' there is too much of this lushness & not enough people to share it. 'speak to me' I run hands across hair hands, my love you are the rough through, smooth punctuations. Your eyes are rough tangling with mine I draw your chin with a thumb and you tighten an arm around me. 'I need you' we lie so close I catch breath and am calm with you. |
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Gentle Soul Member
since 1999-07-12
Posts 273Vinton,Ohio USA |
wow.. I can feel love in this poem.. very sweet. ------------------ Gënt£ë¤§°û£ |
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