Open Poetry #8 |
Frantic electric |
Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
For Jenn.... She has the frantic heart, That one that keeps me, Caress' me to passion Falling to my knees. She has the frantic heart, One that wishes to feel, To be held and loved What more desires behold. She calls from distant lines, Across an electronic age, With her soul and her flame To touch me, to understand. We two, who have been lost, Comfort one another in ways, Ways that cannot be witheld Nor most understood. She has the frantic heart, The one that needs my parts My soul and being collapse, The journey begins at last. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
What more desires behold. She calls from distant lines, Across an electronic age, With her soul and her flame To touch me, to understand. We two, who have been lost, Comfort one another in ways, Ways that cannot be witheld Nor most understood. She has the frantic heart, The one that needs my parts My soul and being collapse, The journey begins at last. ------------ *sigh* this is beautiful... and i relate to this ones emotions well cool title too great writing jm baby dont you work so hard for this prize you've found, it will all be gone-when you turn around, cause nothing lasts forever anyway. Rick Roberts |
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