Open Poetry #16 |
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I'm Drowning |
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Mistletoe Angel![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(I would love to post my picture up on my profule. Can someone please help me figure out how to do it! I would really appreciate it! :-) ![]() I'm Drowning By: Noah Eaton 8/19/01 Passion swallows me Pulling me beneath the surface Losing myself in desire I can't keep my balance Fading into a dizzy spell Lying in bed with this fever Dreaming away the hours Wishing for love to be delivered Passion consumes my thoughts It's hard for me to raise my head Holding onto Hope Yet greatly saddened having felt mislead I'm drowing in a sea of passion With depths of both smiles and sorrows Craving ever so much for loves first kiss Missing my love seemingly every tomorrow |
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Midnitesun![]()
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Well, dear Noah, if you have to drown, drown in a sea of love and passion! Is there a better way to go? |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Very expressive poem, Noah. I'm sure we have all had those agonizing moments. To add your picture click on the Member's Area/Help link at the top of the page and then scroll down to the Upload Photo link. Everything is explained there. Good luck! If you still need help with it one of the Administrators can help you out, I'm sure. [This message has been edited by Denise (edited 10-17-2001).] |
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Nightshade![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Noah, I'll throw you out a lifeline - catch it dear poet. Chris ![]() Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away. |
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RosePetal![]() ![]()
since 2001-08-26
Posts 2985South Florida |
Passion swallows me Pulling me beneath the surface Losing myself in desire I can't keep my balance" this was my favorite part! Well done Noah ((hugs)) |
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Tracey Member Elite
since 2001-08-29
Posts 2808where insanity meets breeding |
This sounds so painful. Craving ever so much for loves first kiss Missing my love seemingly every tomorrow Those last two lines really hit me. If she who dies with the most toys wins, then can I have some toy boys please? |
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