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Array ( [sid] => 154285 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Sweet Contortion [time] => 2009-10-20 22:58:37 [hometext] => ....written for him in the summer of '07...I should have heeded my own words... [bodytext] => You make me want to give
when I thought there was
nothing left over
to give....

You've created the desire
when I thought I
couldn't want
again....

You set the need
on overdrive,
so much that I
need you
to live....

You manifest the
questions of actions
I'm always compelled
to defend....

You leave me breathless,
yet I find the freedom
to breathe....

You make me insanely
drunk with a passion
that can only be
quenched by you....

You've woken a demon
that I had buried alive
in order just
to grieve....

You leave me flustered
where I stand,
wandering and lost
in what to do....

I'd follow you
not knowing,
wherever you'd
decide to trail....

I'd bend to a will,
that whirlwind
of magnetic
proportions....

I'd fall for the love
that's there but hidden,
but by all
comparison,
not ever pale....

I'd ache from the
wires wrapped around
my heart,
lost in a world
of sweet
contortion....

I'd beg for relief
if I thought you'd
ever wholly
comply....

I'd demand a place
if I thought it could
ever really
last....

I'd rock so gently
and pray it will
not ever
ebb and die....

I'll ask no promises
so the gamble
is never cast....

I must be
grateful for
the journey
and never ask
for too much...

You'll love me
in your own way....
and I'll have to
survive
with just your
touch........

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Sweet Contortion

Contributed by jaeann on Tuesday, 20th October 2009 @ 10:58:37 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

You make me want to give
when I thought there was
nothing left over
to give....

You've created the desire
when I thought I
couldn't want
again....

You set the need
on overdrive,
so much that I
need you
to live....

You manifest the
questions of actions
I'm always compelled
to defend....

You leave me breathless,
yet I find the freedom
to breathe....

You make me insanely
drunk with a passion
that can only be
quenched by you....

You've woken a demon
that I had buried alive
in order just
to grieve....

You leave me flustered
where I stand,
wandering and lost
in what to do....

I'd follow you
not knowing,
wherever you'd
decide to trail....

I'd bend to a will,
that whirlwind
of magnetic
proportions....

I'd fall for the love
that's there but hidden,
but by all
comparison,
not ever pale....

I'd ache from the
wires wrapped around
my heart,
lost in a world
of sweet
contortion....

I'd beg for relief
if I thought you'd
ever wholly
comply....

I'd demand a place
if I thought it could
ever really
last....

I'd rock so gently
and pray it will
not ever
ebb and die....

I'll ask no promises
so the gamble
is never cast....

I must be
grateful for
the journey
and never ask
for too much...

You'll love me
in your own way....
and I'll have to
survive
with just your
touch........

Copyright © jaeann ... [ 2009-10-20 22:58:37]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Sweet Contortion (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Wednesday, 21st October 2009 @ 12:45:49 PM AEST
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Your last words are exactly what I wrote one day long ago.
In otherwards, I have needs, but your needs are far greater than mine............I must survive with what you desire for me, not what I desire for myself!
How selfish, How unfair!!!
Good Riddance, Bad Rubbish.........you're better off without him Jaymee!
In time you'll realize just how fortunate you are to be rid of him! I pray that is soon!
Good Write!
Warm love
Momconsue

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