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To Marty
Contributed by
zicky
on
Sunday, 2nd September 2007 @ 12:59:34 AM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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What is it I see when I look into your eyes?
Apart from a kind of innocence?
I see my words.
Or rarher the words I wish I could write.
Like dolls inside dolls,
reduced,
Untill there is only the ciphered beauty of nothing.
I see,
The sweetest hue,
That which God created
And we named blue.
Not enough.
Sting me with coals.
String me in eternities seven folds
I can not say what I see,
when I look into your eyes.
Copyright ©
zicky
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2007-09-02 00:59:34] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: To Marty
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Monday, 3rd September 2007 @ 12:42:46 AM AEST (User
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Beautiful, inviting and romantic. You've done well describing
that which you cannot describe. It is a difficult task, taking on
the indescribable. To place emotion into words is a feat most
have trouble with; that's why we have Hallmark Cards ... and poets.
Excellent job. Truly beautiful.
~Breezy |
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