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[aid] => mick
[title] => To Bernie, My Love
[time] => 2002-09-30 08:30:00
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[bodytext] => She drives a four wheel off-roader
In thong and uplift bra- front loader, On a San Diego beach in the sun; A woman of mood, a cool downtown dude; An epicure of all the best junk food; Takes life as it is on the run. She’s Silicon Valley chipped; A wanna be collagen lipped, Sleek Californian computer geek; Softly spoken, laid back and open; Bent out of shape but never broken; A happy, hippie, far out freak. She’s a person of means; Well out of her teens; In control and likes it that way. Proud to be known to have made it alone; A feisty, free thinking woman, full grown; Every day is her independence day. Lives every day to the full; Loves playing the fool, But does so with style and with grace; Often a clown, though occasionally down, Till a soft word of kindness unmasks that frown, And returns a mischievous smile to her face. Yet she’s so much more than she seems; Still a young girl in her dreams, With many unmet needs in her life: A child at her breast and what she’d like best; To be in love with a man who above all the rest, Would be proud to make her his wife. I’m not sure if I’ve shown clearly, How very, very dearly, I love her, and quite what she means to me; She’s my sister, my mother, there's no one above her; She’s my best friend and lover, Till that sad day when I set her free. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 216 [topic] => 2 [informant] => melis [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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