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Love is Distance
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Love is Distance |
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soul drifter Senior Member
since 2004-09-08
Posts 711Colorado |
Love is Distance Goodnight sweet love goodnight and wherever my feet may roam tonight sweet love tonight I sure wish I was home falling into the shelter of your arms dreaming won't do me no harm love is distance love is steadfast persistence and time is a four letter word goodnight sweet love goodnight I'll sing to you like a bird won't you leave on your heart light I'll be coming home soon I'll be coming home soon Love as a unit of measurement to explain how much I miss you I left something of myself when I went the moment when I kissed you the road is long and hard and I can't begin to begin on a Christmas card a song in a pen frozen in my hand trying and failing to find words you'll understand to sum up the whole of my heart and its condition since we're apart love is distance and I wish it were different I wish I was there with you but what can I do So goodnight sweet love goodnight and wherever my feet may roam tonight sweet love tonight I sure wish I was home falling into the shelter of your arms wishing won't do me no harm love is distance love is steadfast persistence and time is a four letter word goodnight sweet love goodnight I'll sing to you like a bird won't you leave on your heart light I'll be coming home soon if it's the last thing I do The Doppler effect of my heart as it fades like a pair of blue jeans doc put away your graphs and charts I just miss the girl of my dreams home is a concept not a location or so they say but she's my home, my only salvation in her arms I long to stay I can't think of existence without her immeasurable grace love is distance and my compass points only one way So goodnight sweet love goodnight and wherever my feet may roam tonight sweet love tonight I'll be coming home I'll be there soon if it's the last thing I do "If my life wasn't funny it would just be true, and that is unacceptable.”--Carrie Fisher |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Eh . . . A little, no make that long, omit the little, but that's just me my friend. In my olden years my attention span doesn't stay focused very long. Just saying . . . I was asked to come back and read this poem, Zach, by someone I care a lot for. So I came back and I read it with different eyes than before. I know where you are coming from, and I understand completely. Been there. Done that. The emotion you gave the world, and especially the woman you wrote the poem to came out loud and clear. Please forgive me, I knew not what I should have known when I read it the first time. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ [This message has been edited by JerryPat2 (04-03-2018 04:59 PM).] |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
"time is a four letter word" ...at times. But then, so is 'four" and "word", among many others. Sooo, "Time four a word from our sponsor!" ...um, yeah, what Jerry said, Zach. ...just bein' Bluesy |
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