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Guardurthoughts
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0 posted 2004-10-11 02:00 AM


Dear Tomorrow
Yesterday I saw a movie play outside of my window,
as I watched it was as if I was a cardboard cutout in a play
that would go on with or without me.
It was the couple crossing the street that struck me the most,
So simple was their love, so precious was their time together.
Not the kind of love you see when it first arises between people
But the kind of love you only see passing by, a moment stolen
That wasn’t meant for you.
As I drove on I became jealous, that moment that I stole became
My envy.For my own moments became so obsolete I wanted to be
More than a cardboard nothing I wanted moments like that.
The phone vibrating against the dash of my car brought me back to
My reality.
My reality….That when you get this precious tomorrow
It will already be today and my moments will still be unwanted.
Till then Je cherche cette fraction de seconde de liberté



© Copyright 2004 Erica Grover - All Rights Reserved
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1 posted 2004-10-11 10:11 AM


Erica~

'It was the couple crossing the street that struck me the most,
So simple was their love, so precious was their time together.
Not the kind of love you see when it first arises between people
But the kind of love you only see passing by, a moment stolen'


In the poignancy of your word-thoughts,
you captured a precious scene~
*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost,
the spirit rejoices over what it has left.
- Sufi epigram <))><

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exhale
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since 2003-06-13
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Alberta,Canada
2 posted 2004-10-11 04:28 PM


i adored this poem,
great write.

My reality….That when you get this precious tomorrow
It will already be today and my moments will still be unwanted.

Dark Angel
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since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095

3 posted 2004-10-11 04:50 PM


Not the kind of love you see when it first arises between people
But the kind of love you only see passing by, a moment stolen


That's the thing...it's never that kinda love that stays.

Enjoyed.


cuz fate is not just whose cooking smells good
but which way the wind blows

~ani difranco~

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