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[aid] => mick
[title] => life with love
[time] => 2003-12-16 20:45:25
[hometext] => one of my first attempts to understand my feelings for someone who never knew how or what i felt
[bodytext] => the times have changed and nothing stays the same those are the times I hardly know my name to see the fire of life in your eyes the love and passion you can't disguise to see you after all these years I realized there was never any fear the beauty from before has matured by ten score the sparkle in your eyes are like high polished gems the melody in your voice like a choir singing hymns the beating of my heart races with each thought of you but i'm still unsure what i'm to do to say it is lust would be unjust with never a thought of you in that way all I can do is wait another day to see your smile light up any room i would walk through anything and face my own doom I wouldn't ask for just your body in that way i would want all of you every day i can't promise anything at all but i can steady you before you could fall I would look to the stars and heavens above and scream out loud my never ending love after all the times I buried you in my mind you are still there as I have come to find I fell for you all those years ago and in my mind you're as pure as new fallen snow these are simple words from a simple man all I can ask is, Will you have me as I am? [comments] => 1 [counter] => 335 [topic] => 22 [informant] => rich_smith [notes] => < Edited by Mod_8 for spelling > [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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