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Array ( [sid] => 43304 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Perfect [time] => 2004-04-15 00:01:52 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Where did you come from, my beautiful boy?
What has possessed you to come and shatter the fragile foundations of my heart?
My heart had been given-
It yearned for you.
I cherished the rare moments
I spent basking in your attention,
Smiling at your compliments,
Lying in your arms,
And our eyes met-
And you were gone, again.
You were my forbidden fruit,
Perfect,
But not enough.
The more you fed my addiction to you
The more I longed
To possess you
With my eyes,
My hands,
My lips-
My heart.
I bid you to me-
You came willingly
Into my arms.
Lip to lip
And time stood still.
Perfect,
Those precious seconds
When you became a part of me.
Perfect-
This was not supposed to happen.
Not this.
Not now.
I offered my body-
I gave my self.
It is yours now;
I have become my own sacrafice.
Empty now,
I long to fill the void within you.
I envy your indifference;
How easy it is for you to walk away
When this passion does not
Light a fire that singes the
Far corners of your heart.
I burn for you,
I feel it in the pit of my stomach,
And there you stand.
Perfect,
Unchanging, unfeeling
As bright and beautiful
As the loneliest star in the coldest winter sky. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 178 [topic] => 33 [informant] => amalyna [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => SecretLove )
Perfect

Contributed by amalyna on Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 12:01:52 AM in AEST
Topic: SecretLove



Where did you come from, my beautiful boy?
What has possessed you to come and shatter the fragile foundations of my heart?
My heart had been given-
It yearned for you.
I cherished the rare moments
I spent basking in your attention,
Smiling at your compliments,
Lying in your arms,
And our eyes met-
And you were gone, again.
You were my forbidden fruit,
Perfect,
But not enough.
The more you fed my addiction to you
The more I longed
To possess you
With my eyes,
My hands,
My lips-
My heart.
I bid you to me-
You came willingly
Into my arms.
Lip to lip
And time stood still.
Perfect,
Those precious seconds
When you became a part of me.
Perfect-
This was not supposed to happen.
Not this.
Not now.
I offered my body-
I gave my self.
It is yours now;
I have become my own sacrafice.
Empty now,
I long to fill the void within you.
I envy your indifference;
How easy it is for you to walk away
When this passion does not
Light a fire that singes the
Far corners of your heart.
I burn for you,
I feel it in the pit of my stomach,
And there you stand.
Perfect,
Unchanging, unfeeling
As bright and beautiful
As the loneliest star in the coldest winter sky.




Copyright © amalyna ... [ 2004-04-15 00:01:52]
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Re: Perfect (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 12:10:43 AM AEST
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This is jus plain fantabulus!
Luv your style and sutle way of droping the clentches.
Your talent is awesome!
luv, huggs, faith, hope,
emy


Re: Perfect (User Rating: 1 )
by Avarice_Riot on Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 07:08:06 AM AEST
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Well-written and excellent choice of words.

Unchanging, unfeeling
As bright and beautiful
As the loneliest star in the coldest winter sky.

Great lines.


Re: Perfect (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 04:16:52 PM AEST
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Perfect! a beautifully crafted poem.

wildej.


Re: Perfect (User Rating: 1 )
by New_York_Chick on Friday, 23rd April 2004 @ 06:48:14 PM AEST
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beautiful and one of a kind




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