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[aid] => Mick
[title] => A HEART THAT'S FREE
[time] => 2003-06-06 16:05:00
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[bodytext] => I remember the day you moved, Into the house next door to ours, It was a warm, humid summer day, Filled with the sweet scent of flowers. You were around seventeen years old, And I had just turned sixteen. You came over, shook my hand, And told me your name was Dean. When you looked into my eyes, I could feel my poor heart reeling, With your blond hair and baby blue eyes, You certainly were appealing. You had your friends, I had mine, So we seldom got together, Except when you gave me a ride to school, During very inclement weather. Whenever you were near me, My heart would skip a beat. Especially when you'd say to me, 'Gee, you really are sweet.' After your graduation, you went away to school, But, my desire for you did not depart. What's a girl like me to do? With this breaking, yearning, aching heart? All the other guys I knew, Just didn't appeal to me. You're the one I kept thinking of, The one I longed to see. The night of my Senior Prom, I came home quite late, To find you standing there alone, Besides our garden gate. You took me into your loving arms, And confessed your love for me. I cried because I knew that now, I have a heart that's free. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 329 [topic] => 2 [informant] => Del [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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