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[aid] => mick
[title] => 48 Hours in a day
[time] => 2004-01-29 00:02:45
[hometext] => If only 1 day had 48hours in it. Dont ask, this is my first attempt at this type of run-on progression type poetry. Hope you all enjoy. Ok I have a headache now. MaJ
[bodytext] => ----------_______-------- Lush pink lips and hair of gold That tucked behind her ears were pierced Twice on each side and from them Hung earrings that dangled and almost Touched her shoulders were bare And I reached over to touch them And her face looked up at mine And her lips smiled and so did Her eyes were blue with a touch of grey Which disappeared when she smiled At me because I was trying to find Something to say, but I couldn't because I didn't know how she was feeling Sad, I think, but I knew it would pass So I smiled back and touched her hair Was blowing back, now, because the wind Picked up the sides of her jacket and she Shivered so I put my arms around her Shoulders, and her jeans swished as we walked Along the street, and the lights from the poles Rained down and cast shadows beneath us The cracked pavement clicked and passed along The way she smiled and said she wanted to change Out of her skirt was blowing behind her and Only reached her thighs were smooth and warm And I kissed them lightly and she laughed Aloud as I stood up and picked her up And carried her across the room was cold And the blankets weren't thick enough so We huddled together out in the field And watched the stars were barely visible Because of all the streetlamps lit the path For us as we walked quietly in the rain Was cold and bitter and she looked Up and cried and I wanted to put My arms around her shoulders were bare And she was cold but I couldn't Do anything as she turned around and Walked away. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 394 [topic] => 22 [informant] => MajesticPoet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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