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my Love speaks in riddles
Contributed by
LadyDama
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Saturday, 22nd February 2003 @ 01:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
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my Love speaks in riddles
deciphering his mind
makes my own throb
with love and confusion and pain
all in the same breath
the days seem too long
yet i want more of them
the nights seem too short
yet i pray for them to pass quickly
to get to my fortnight
telephone discussions cloud our hearts
disrupt our overbearing sadness
distort perceptions already tainted by time
so when we two meet
eyes averted
fingers fiddling
attempting conversation
to unknowing avail
we feel lost
as if in a dream
as if strangers, married in this abyss called love
i miss you...
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LadyDama
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2003-02-22 13:00:00]
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Re: my Love speaks in riddles
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by kangarose on
Saturday, 22nd February 2003 @ 04:29:32 PM AEST
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| i know only too well the confusion that goes through ones mind when you are many many miles away from the one you love, for me now it has been 6 months since i seen my adoring man. We are hoping to be together this month before he flies off once again over seas to have an operation.... your poem expresses very well just how much you are missing the one you love |
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Re: my Love speaks in riddles
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by roisin on
Saturday, 22nd February 2003 @ 04:38:05 PM AEST
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your write brought back memories of the love I shared with one very amazing fella...fortunately, I never knew when he would appear on our doorstep or when I would get word from him...so all in all, it seemed I had honeymoon after honeymoon all my married life...very lucky, I was...
thank you for sharing your poem
rosie |
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Re: my Love speaks in riddles
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by Jenni_Kalicharan on
Saturday, 22nd February 2003 @ 04:44:03 PM AEST
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So sad...but beautiful..
Jenni |
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Re: my Love speaks in riddles
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by DreamWeaver on
Saturday, 22nd February 2003 @ 06:01:36 PM AEST
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| How well you express just how I feel too, and yet I am in different circumstances :))) The last part especially hit home with me - the strange confusion. I think "missing" is one of the hardest parts of love. .... Great write .... Jan |
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Re: my Love speaks in riddles
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by karoody on
Sunday, 23rd February 2003 @ 04:40:34 AM AEST
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| this can definitely confuse your mind...let your love keep you strong. excellent write, by the way |
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Re: my Love speaks in riddles
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by LOWMAN613 on
Sunday, 23rd February 2003 @ 10:07:10 AM AEST
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| OMG Michele this fits my husband & I so well I had him read this one! Hes gone through out the week all we have are the week ends! Great write! Christina |
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Re: my Love speaks in riddles
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by LadyDama on
Sunday, 23rd February 2003 @ 07:23:55 PM AEST
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| ::smile::... i knew you could relate... it is so tough, but so worth it at the same time... my blessings to you both :) |
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Re: my Love speaks in riddles
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by CowgirlKid on
Sunday, 23rd February 2003 @ 09:05:54 PM AEST
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| As with most of the messages posted about this poem..I too can relate to the longing and need of a loved one in a long distance relationship. Im with you!! I feel exactly the same! Hang in there! Though its hard, Love is worth it!!! |
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Re: my Love speaks in riddles
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 26th February 2003 @ 12:18:52 AM AEST
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| I also miss you my Princess, I miss you also, for I am still here, with fumbling fingers, and pain in my heart, a mirror speaks to my tired eyes, I love you |
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