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Array ( [sid] => 3648 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Thank You [time] => 2002-09-11 06:11:35 [hometext] => Re-post. Written early last year (2001) for a man very special to me as a way of thanking him for showing me that not everyone is out there to hurt you. [bodytext] => Once I was lost,
I had no direction.
Love for me, was just
another word for deception.
After all, what does it mean?
A way of hurting people
unexpectedly?
A trap laid out with food inside
So luscious, so tempting
yet filled with razors, nails and knives
that cut you, maim you and make you bleed.
Is it really worth it? I asked myself
After all, isn't the world filled
with hatred, pain and greed?
And I would sooner starve than bleed.

Then, my love you came to me,
With your platter filled with food for me,
With a fire so warm, so welcoming
that I considered your beckoning.
I paced back and fore,
Is this a trap? Is this a lure?

But you my love, were so patient
and waited until I was ready.
Now, I finally come to thee,
starved of love, so hungry.
I ate the food upon the plate
and sat beside the fire you create.
Your warmth enthralls me, embraces me
and once again, I feel safe.
The world is no longer such a lonely place
just the world we, ourselves create.

Now I live, now I breathe
Breathe the fire I now perceive
to be the strength behind our love
the passion, the warmth that we embrace.
Our souls unite as we succeed
to create our own world
without hatred, pain or greed.
For now I am so relieved,
that I was tempted to come to thee.
And my love, I have to thank thee,
for I may never have seen
This world of love you brought to me. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 222 [topic] => 2 [informant] => Debz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )

Thank You

Contributed by Debz on Wednesday, 11th September 2002 @ 06:11:35 AM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

Once I was lost,
I had no direction.
Love for me, was just
another word for deception.
After all, what does it mean?
A way of hurting people
unexpectedly?
A trap laid out with food inside
So luscious, so tempting
yet filled with razors, nails and knives
that cut you, maim you and make you bleed.
Is it really worth it? I asked myself
After all, isn't the world filled
with hatred, pain and greed?
And I would sooner starve than bleed.

Then, my love you came to me,
With your platter filled with food for me,
With a fire so warm, so welcoming
that I considered your beckoning.
I paced back and fore,
Is this a trap? Is this a lure?

But you my love, were so patient
and waited until I was ready.
Now, I finally come to thee,
starved of love, so hungry.
I ate the food upon the plate
and sat beside the fire you create.
Your warmth enthralls me, embraces me
and once again, I feel safe.
The world is no longer such a lonely place
just the world we, ourselves create.

Now I live, now I breathe
Breathe the fire I now perceive
to be the strength behind our love
the passion, the warmth that we embrace.
Our souls unite as we succeed
to create our own world
without hatred, pain or greed.
For now I am so relieved,
that I was tempted to come to thee.
And my love, I have to thank thee,
for I may never have seen
This world of love you brought to me.

Copyright © Debz ... [ 2002-09-11 06:11:35]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Thank You (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_Kalicharan on Wednesday, 11th September 2002 @ 06:29:25 AM AEST
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Debz, this was a wonderful tribute!! Well written..and I love your use of metaphors..
Jenni

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