Open Poetry #1 |
Songs of Language |
Seaangel Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 167Auckland, New Zealand |
how could I say there was anything of flow & form I knew so much? Your impenetrable sulkiness i have felt this dawn & more. you know it i owe it all to you & the light bulb would not blink without you & how I love you so much I have taken you at pen-point under it you take shape from my dreams & chest-ache seems peculiarly folded against you the brittle night snapped shadows & light warm music blurs under the influence. I am drunk with you |
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Gentle Soul Member
since 1999-07-12
Posts 273Vinton,Ohio USA |
someone sounds in love! heheh.. ------------------ Gënt£ë¤§°û£ |
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