Open Poetry #36 |
Unconditional Love |
JesusChristPose Senior Member
since 2005-06-21
Posts 777Pittsburgh, Pa |
You could stab me with a thousand knives Then bleed me 'til the sun arrives You could twist my mind in many ways Then leave it tangled in a daze You could torture me And that's for sure But still it's you That I adore You could color me until I'm blue Then look right through my fleshened hue You could spit my feelings on the floor Then force me to provide some more You could misuse me And that is true But still I want To be with you You could rape me with your words of hate Then watch my heart disintegrate You could pierce my soul with deadly stress Then laugh because I am a mess You could do this all And that I know But even still I love you so "If this grand panaorama before me is what you call God... then God is not dead." |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...James |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
there's a word for this affliction nope, I wasn't thinking 'love' it starts and ends with m but since its all metaphor |
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HopeS Member Elite
since 2000-12-22
Posts 4596Perth Western Australia |
This is a wonderfully expressed "no matter what " Hope |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
damn shame what we put up with *shaking head* |
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JesusChristPose Senior Member
since 2005-06-21
Posts 777Pittsburgh, Pa |
Thanks you all for taking the time to read and reply. "If this grand panaorama before me is what you call God... then God is not dead." |
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