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[aid] => mick
[title] => Not Quite
[time] => 2002-07-20 07:12:56
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[bodytext] => Closer
I keep getting closer to my goal Feel her soft in my arms Taste her salt on my lips Smell her fragrance sweet like honey Closer Will I finally get there Not too conquer Merely to hold for a moment in time Or instead, will she escape me again Closer Finally after all those failed attempts I believe she will be mine ......... Then an instant she is gone I've lost her again Her essance remains like sand on the wind. I catch it when the breeze dies Only to have it slip between my fingers and fall lonely to the ground [comments] => 1 [counter] => 189 [topic] => 22 [informant] => K.C. [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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