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| Open Poetry #6 |
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Our Love |
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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas 
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“Our Love” Words could not do justice To the feelings in my heart Nor give vent to emotions Which I feel when we’re apart. Words would leave me lacking- In my eloquence, it’s true... When comes to my describing The love I hold for you. You make the sun come up for me With dawn of every day. And days turn into leap years Those times when I’m away. The lonely hours on the road- Prove beyond a doubt... That you’re the only thing I have I could not do without. It seems that you’re beside me As I’m driving down the road.. Your eerie, semi-presence... Often seems to be a goad.... To push me ever onward... Though my eyes are filled with sand I cannot rest until I touch Your tender, loving hand. And although death may my close my eyes And put me ‘neath the clay... My flesh will rest and wait for you And resurrection day. And time may here be fleeting... But when all time is gone- I know Eternity is long And you will be my own. Visit My Home Page http://www.geocities.com/montcogunslinger/HomePage.html |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
This is one of the sweetest love poems I have ever come across, Gunslinger, in any venue. The way you have expressed devotion in this piece with such charm makes it an exceptional read, and leaves a lady wishing, wistfully, for the honor of having words like these written just for her. Excellent! [This message has been edited by Meadowmuse (edited 02-21-2000).] |
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Saxoness
since 1999-07-18
Posts 1102Texas |
*sniff* anyone got a hankie I can borrow? "Glory remains unaware of my neglected dwelling where alone I sing my tearful song which has charms only for me." -Charles Brugnot |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
No doubt, words any women would want to hear. Yours is lucky to have them  <*\\\>< There's only two ways you can go... One way you can save your riches, And the other will save your soul. Rich Mullins |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
This is by far, the most passionate piece I've read from you GS...keep up the sweet talkin' and you'll have hearts fluttering all around passions!!! Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Slinger~ Another 8 seconds in your heart. Enjoyed the ride. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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