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First day.

She spoke: O’ my gallant knight in
shining arm, thou came riding into
my empty shell like a combatant to
liberate this lovesick lass.

I spoke: I know not thee until a few blinking moment back,
though your accent so melodic conquered my heart,
now me, not any more a gallant knight in shining arm,
but a drudge in thy tender arms.

Second day.

She spoke: Thou very striking face stock an
arrow on my love-filled heart making cupid richer
by a soul; spilling glittering love all-around I glide over,
singing thy delightful name over and over.

I spoke: O’ love; thy voice, so tender it’s
the moment to be united as one body and soul
My heart bears no more the aloofness of
us living at opposite poles.

Third day.

She spoke: Ho dear, my dear, me a love sick lass; my heart
though belongs to my hubby who lay alongside, lovingly
fondling me, it was an act of boredom enacted upon thee
just to amuse my bored brain. For now kisses of good-bye to thee.

I spoke (within): My heart is not a doll that meant to amuse thy
boredom, now me, shattered and broken, drowned in a gloomy
BAR like an utter DUMB.
-FRANCO.-
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Act of Boredom

Contributed by FRANCO on Saturday, 30th August 2008 @ 02:50:02 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry

First day.

She spoke: O’ my gallant knight in
shining arm, thou came riding into
my empty shell like a combatant to
liberate this lovesick lass.

I spoke: I know not thee until a few blinking moment back,
though your accent so melodic conquered my heart,
now me, not any more a gallant knight in shining arm,
but a drudge in thy tender arms.

Second day.

She spoke: Thou very striking face stock an
arrow on my love-filled heart making cupid richer
by a soul; spilling glittering love all-around I glide over,
singing thy delightful name over and over.

I spoke: O’ love; thy voice, so tender it’s
the moment to be united as one body and soul
My heart bears no more the aloofness of
us living at opposite poles.

Third day.

She spoke: Ho dear, my dear, me a love sick lass; my heart
though belongs to my hubby who lay alongside, lovingly
fondling me, it was an act of boredom enacted upon thee
just to amuse my bored brain. For now kisses of good-bye to thee.

I spoke (within): My heart is not a doll that meant to amuse thy
boredom, now me, shattered and broken, drowned in a gloomy
BAR like an utter DUMB.
-FRANCO.-

Copyright Â© FRANCO ... [ 2008-08-30 14:50:02]
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Re: Act of Boredom (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Saturday, 30th August 2008 @ 02:58:34 PM AEST
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Beautifuly written, Franco...Loved it...
Jenni

Re: Act of Boredom (User Rating: 1 )
by wizard on Saturday, 30th August 2008 @ 03:03:56 PM AEST
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that was truly a great piece, i loved the format, and everything about it...nicely done,

wiz

Re: Act of Boredom (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 31st August 2008 @ 02:20:53 PM AEST
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What a very clever and talented way to tell the story of a disposable relationship.

*applauds*

Thank you,

Tim

Re: Act of Boredom (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 31st August 2008 @ 02:27:19 PM AEST
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My dear Franco, some are incredibly cruel are they not? I shall
never in my life understand why their exist those who feel it is
fair game to play with someone's heart.

This is a potent message to those that would lie, cheat and trick a
heart into caring. Even if the piece itself is fictitious, it is exacting
when it comes to expressing the heart. And allowing others know
that this is NOT okay. In any way shape or form.

Peace and hope to you, my friend

~ Breezy

Re: Act of Boredom (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Thursday, 4th September 2008 @ 01:49:46 AM AEST
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wow, fabulous write! it is unfortunate people are not always what they portray....

hugs n' love nessa

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