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Array ( [sid] => 38862 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => I DON'T SPEAK OF LOVE ANYMORE [time] => 2004-03-16 10:05:44 [hometext] => This is about that old universal heartbreaker, unrequited love [bodytext] => Of all lifes mysteries,
LOVE is the most mysterious.
The who, what, when, where,
and whys of LOVE.
All down through history
it's been making folks delerious.
Did the same to me,
till i'd had enough.

BECAUSE:
love is only for those
to who LOVE will give it.
AND:
love is for who LOVE is for.
That wasn't me, I had to finally admit it.
Now, I don't speak of love anymore.

I don't speak of LOVE anymore,
although I feel the same.
I had hoped for love before,
I gave LOVE a name.

love is the gift.
LOVE is the giver.
Truly, LOVE is its own reward.
I am adrift on lifes raging river,
and LOVE won't tow my heart to shore.

I don't dream of love anymore.
I don't dream at all.
On dreams of LOVE my heart did soar.
Awake, how far and fast the fall.

For some, LOVE is magic,
for some LOVE is grand.
They find love tho they think they won't.
For me it was tragic,
just sleight of hand.
Now I see LOVE, now I don't.

I won't ask for love again.
I 'm sure I won't do that.
But if I do, please be a friend,
and beat me with a baseball bat.

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I DON'T SPEAK OF LOVE ANYMORE

Contributed by rhymeandreason on Tuesday, 16th March 2004 @ 10:05:44 AM in AEST
Topic: LostLove

Of all lifes mysteries,
LOVE is the most mysterious.
The who, what, when, where,
and whys of LOVE.
All down through history
it's been making folks delerious.
Did the same to me,
till i'd had enough.

BECAUSE:
love is only for those
to who LOVE will give it.
AND:
love is for who LOVE is for.
That wasn't me, I had to finally admit it.
Now, I don't speak of love anymore.

I don't speak of LOVE anymore,
although I feel the same.
I had hoped for love before,
I gave LOVE a name.

love is the gift.
LOVE is the giver.
Truly, LOVE is its own reward.
I am adrift on lifes raging river,
and LOVE won't tow my heart to shore.

I don't dream of love anymore.
I don't dream at all.
On dreams of LOVE my heart did soar.
Awake, how far and fast the fall.

For some, LOVE is magic,
for some LOVE is grand.
They find love tho they think they won't.
For me it was tragic,
just sleight of hand.
Now I see LOVE, now I don't.

I won't ask for love again.
I 'm sure I won't do that.
But if I do, please be a friend,
and beat me with a baseball bat.

Copyright © rhymeandreason ... [ 2004-03-16 10:05:44]
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Re: I DON'T SPEAK OF LOVE ANYMORE (User Rating: 1 )
by lostlove on Tuesday, 16th March 2004 @ 11:15:14 AM AEST
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Very good poem!!!!!!! I related very well to it, especially the ending

Re: I DON'T SPEAK OF LOVE ANYMORE (User Rating: 1 )
by bernard on Tuesday, 16th March 2004 @ 11:59:02 AM AEST
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As a strong believer of love and after fourtyeight years of happy marriage I find your poem a little lacking. love is what makes the world go around. Take another look around you surely you will find some-one with a true love perhaps just for you bernard.

Re: I DON'T SPEAK OF LOVE ANYMORE (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Tuesday, 16th March 2004 @ 12:06:14 PM AEST
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Laughing!! The ending brought it on. This was a great poem, well done. Kie

Re: I DON'T SPEAK OF LOVE ANYMORE (User Rating: 1 )
by Necromant on Thursday, 18th March 2004 @ 05:04:58 PM AEST
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Oh my! What an expressive poem! My my you're really lost all hope in Love, well bitter experiences will make it. Sometimes I still hope, sometimes I feel like what this poem says. I really enjoyed reading it! You're really talented! Keep it up!
Anne :D

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