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Astraea Member
since 1999-11-09
Posts 378California! Yeah! Okay, I'm done now |
Possession You lay dying, breathing with such dept Possibly measured only by a tear You lay crying, weeping and falling Into my arms where sudenly I was your solace You lay there And I could do nothing My heart was bleeding to death Where had I gone wrong in such a painful stillness? Promising myself to never be again The sole possession of another And yet I looked into your eyes I felt my heart thump so strongly in my chest My blood boiled from its once frozen throb I was falling, flying and suddenly holding The love I had been denied for so long You were here, in my arms, crying And how it tore at my heart so For I knew that you weren't crying for me But for her, who had died, And for yourself, who had lost I was but a connection, your living memory of your angel And nothing more could be reflected But I guess you'll never know how much it hurt To know the reason of my possession Who did you see when you held me so? The hurt, pain and relief was there, But was it for her or you? Maybe me? Possession is to own To own, for you, is to love How I long to say the words, To admit the hurt in your embrace But when I see the love in your eyes The love you gave to her The breath is taken away And so I hold you in my arms, Defending against the living death you seem to live, Pretending to be the one to comfort you Pretending to be the calm one And all the while, When you told me of her possession Of your heart and soul I couldn't help think Of mine < !signature--> "Sometimes stars can only be seen in darkness." "Sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things." [This message has been edited by Astraea (edited 01-15-2000).] |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Tiffany- This is hauntingly lovely. I can feel the longing, feel the need, feel the sorrow. But mostly ... I can feel the love. Wonderful. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Alwye
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since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
Marge said it quite well. Definitely hauntingly beautiful work. You have such talent.  *Krista Knutson* ~*Like a lion, without fear of the howling pack, Like a gust of wind, ne'er trapped in a snare, Like a lotus blossom, ne'er sprinkled by water, Let me, like a unicorn, in solitude roam.*~ Hymn Of Buddha |
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whiskey
since 1999-12-28
Posts 1278Australia |
I agree You are very talented another great poem |
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Rus Bowden Member
since 2000-01-13
Posts 139 |
Hi Astraea, O such a moment in embrace! Esp. love the ending: When you told me of her possession Of your heart and soul I couldn't help think Of mine Rus |
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tulip Member
since 1999-07-04
Posts 320unknown |
What a beautiful poem...and yes, haunting. I felt the love you shared. |
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