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Array ( [sid] => 78015 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Thinking of Mem [time] => 2005-01-01 08:09:21 [hometext] => J'ai ecri ce pour ma belle... For you Anglophones out there, I wrote this for my beautiful. (By the way... I'm not fickle... Mem and Mary are one in the same) [bodytext] => I'm in love with a girl,
Who is great as can be,
One great thing about her,
Is that she loves me.

She's most beautiful,
This girl I love,
In fact, most of the time,
She's all I can think of.

As far as I know
This girl is devine
Until I see her
The sun doesn't shine

I've danced with this girl
And done other fun stuff
Like walking and talking,
But not near enough

I try to write poems
At least make them rhyme,
I write of or to her
When I find the time

I have dozens of quirks
But she puts up with them
And I can tell her whatever,
That's why I love you, Mem. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 211 [topic] => 2 [informant] => Sir_Odd87 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )

Thinking of Mem

Contributed by Sir_Odd87 on Saturday, 1st January 2005 @ 08:09:21 AM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

I'm in love with a girl,
Who is great as can be,
One great thing about her,
Is that she loves me.

She's most beautiful,
This girl I love,
In fact, most of the time,
She's all I can think of.

As far as I know
This girl is devine
Until I see her
The sun doesn't shine

I've danced with this girl
And done other fun stuff
Like walking and talking,
But not near enough

I try to write poems
At least make them rhyme,
I write of or to her
When I find the time

I have dozens of quirks
But she puts up with them
And I can tell her whatever,
That's why I love you, Mem.

Copyright © Sir_Odd87 ... [ 2005-01-01 08:09:21]
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Re: Thinking of Mem (User Rating: 1 )
by Mitternachtmann on Saturday, 1st January 2005 @ 09:36:36 AM AEST
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... you say you "have dozens of quirks
But she puts up with them." I just came out from a long term relationship and...well...let me say this, I have billions of quirks, and once upon a time they were "cute" but at the end they became irritating. You know it's love when someone takes you, you as you are, with all your perfections and all your flaws, and embraces everything about you. Sweet expression, though I wouldn't call it a poem. :-) Don't be offended, actually, I don't call any poetry "poetic," they're all just expressions...

Re: Thinking of Mem (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 1st January 2005 @ 02:28:34 PM AEST
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I think that you're incorrect Mitternachtmann on Saturday...I don't believe he'll ever get annoying to me. I like a guy who's human. these quirks he's talking about, they're perfectly normal things...he just doesn't realize it.

To business--fantastic poem, as usual, you always show me up...

Re: Thinking of Mem (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 2nd January 2005 @ 07:20:48 AM AEST
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Beautifull.
huggs, smiles,
emy

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