Array ( [sid] => 6044 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Holding On [time] => 2002-11-01 12:30:00 [hometext] => This is a poem I wrote for my boyfriend. To reasure him that I was holding on to the love we have. [bodytext] => I will hold on to love not to life.
I will hold on the sweet summers.
That has aged with the passing of time.
Ahh, yes time hath shown know mercy to 1.
But still keeps you young and fresh.
As if I heard you.
Saw you.
Spoke to you for the first time.
The words seemed to flow from my lips.
But to say them now would be injustice.
For you have done no wrong.
It is I who has committed the horrid crime.
Of lefting all go too soon.
For not taking when given the chance.
For not loving you for what you really are.
Hence you really are.
What you really are still haunts me in my dreams. Date at night when all is quiet your soft sweet voice, Calling out to me.
I can still taste your final kiss.
The kiss that would last a life times,
And yet it still lingers.
You make all my soul yearn.
This desire I have never felt before.
To be close to you is what I want.
To have the sense of your presents next to me.
I have to touch of your soft skin against mine.
To fill the impression of your lips.
Oh just to taste the sweetness of your kiss,
I would ask nothing more then this.
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Holding On
Date: Friday, 1st November 2002 @ 12:30:00 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: sapphireangel
I will hold on to love not to life.
I will hold on the sweet summers.
That has aged with the passing of time.
Ahh, yes time hath shown know mercy to 1.
But still keeps you young and fresh.
As if I heard you.
Saw you.
Spoke to you for the first time.
The words seemed to flow from my lips.
But to say them now would be injustice.
For you have done no wrong.
It is I who has committed the horrid crime.
Of lefting all go too soon.
For not taking when given the chance.
For not loving you for what you really are.
Hence you really are.
What you really are still haunts me in my dreams. Date at night when all is quiet your soft sweet voice, Calling out to me.
I can still taste your final kiss.
The kiss that would last a life times,
And yet it still lingers.
You make all my soul yearn.
This desire I have never felt before.
To be close to you is what I want.
To have the sense of your presents next to me.
I have to touch of your soft skin against mine.
To fill the impression of your lips.
Oh just to taste the sweetness of your kiss,
I would ask nothing more then this.


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