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Feeling Mischievous

From my poetry archives...


Do you remember the day we went to the park
and fell asleep on the white sheet
    in the sun?
We woke up in each others arms
just like we did that day in my bedroom
    when we had meant to cuddle.
Everynight i would walk to your house
    to meet you after work
and you would worry so much about me.
One day i visited you at work
    and you were sick
and i couldn't bear to leave you there,
remember?
You had become my whole life,
    the outspoken side of my own self
and now, with me sitting here
    remembering,
what can i do?
Everytime i think you are out of my mind
something happens and i'm back to the beginning,
to remembering all the love...
That night we fought, you said you couldn't
    promise anything,
but you didn't say you wouldn't try, either.



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  • #4 Comment from babyshark28 
    2/26/04 4:07 AM Permalink
    ooh, I love that!
    I love poetry. you certainly have a gift. do you have more to share?
  • #3 Comment from sonensmilinmon 
    2/25/04 4:55 AM Permalink
    Very nice! Thank you for sharing such a heartfelt poem you wrote.
    Smilin Mon
  • #2 Comment from wayoutdacloset 
    2/23/04 11:19 PM Permalink
    JUST WANTED TO SAY HELLO. ~BERLY
  • #1 Comment from readmereadyou 
    2/22/04 11:23 PM Permalink
    That was so heartwarming, I could feel the feelings. Love hurts sometimes.