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Array ( [sid] => 144062 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => I like the softness from your fingers [time] => 2008-07-21 15:42:06 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I like the softness from your fingers

It is 22:00 o'clock

you tell me you are going to set up a telephone,

"Haha,

you can be very free to phone me,

any time,

any word,

even at midnight."

"Of course I can!

I love it!"

I am very pleased to hear that.

"Indeed,

when my boss knew we would move here,

she said she would set up a telephone for me,

but I refused politely,"

I add it casualy.

You smile with push my head,

"Haha,

how didn't tell me?

why not?

It's a foolish of you!

If I was you......"

"Hi,

don't rough up my hair.

Haha,

All the world knows,

you are very avaricious."

I pat your nose......

"Don't forget to say an enthusiastic:

thank you!"

a smile on your face with a cheer,

"Stop game,

good sleep!"

You are always bring warmth and happiness to me,

a interesting story,

a smile face,

a funny word,

it is enough for me to forget all the sorrows and pains.

Believe,

I am deeply loved and cared about.

Living in our new room,

I am really pleased.

looking at your funny face,

it looks as if you were sleeping.

listening to your loud snores,

it looks as if a free bird in the tree are singing.

I am stating,

I am drinking,

I am smiling,

I put your hands in my hands,

I like the softness from your finger.

For me,

at the moment,

I perfer not to think about the future......

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I like the softness from your fingers

Contributed by holy on Monday, 21st July 2008 @ 03:42:06 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

I like the softness from your fingers

It is 22:00 o'clock

you tell me you are going to set up a telephone,

"Haha,

you can be very free to phone me,

any time,

any word,

even at midnight."

"Of course I can!

I love it!"

I am very pleased to hear that.

"Indeed,

when my boss knew we would move here,

she said she would set up a telephone for me,

but I refused politely,"

I add it casualy.

You smile with push my head,

"Haha,

how didn't tell me?

why not?

It's a foolish of you!

If I was you......"

"Hi,

don't rough up my hair.

Haha,

All the world knows,

you are very avaricious."

I pat your nose......

"Don't forget to say an enthusiastic:

thank you!"

a smile on your face with a cheer,

"Stop game,

good sleep!"

You are always bring warmth and happiness to me,

a interesting story,

a smile face,

a funny word,

it is enough for me to forget all the sorrows and pains.

Believe,

I am deeply loved and cared about.

Living in our new room,

I am really pleased.

looking at your funny face,

it looks as if you were sleeping.

listening to your loud snores,

it looks as if a free bird in the tree are singing.

I am stating,

I am drinking,

I am smiling,

I put your hands in my hands,

I like the softness from your finger.

For me,

at the moment,

I perfer not to think about the future......

Copyright © holy ... [ 2008-07-21 15:42:06]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: I like the softness from your fingers (User Rating: 1 )
by carpediem on Monday, 21st July 2008 @ 04:29:12 PM AEST
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I love the originality of this piece. A very common feeling expressed beautifuly in a rather uncommon structure. Brilliant. The diversity of the way things are expressed is what I think makes poetry so captivating. This is a great write.

Re: I like the softness from your fingers (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Monday, 21st July 2008 @ 04:44:20 PM AEST
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Oh this made me smile, every one of these are always so fun and touching.

Hugs
Michelle

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