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Now I Know Too Much

Contributed by jyssvw on Wednesday, 7th May 2008 @ 12:25:52 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



I experience imaginary conversations with you in my head

you tell me what I want to hear in perfect fragments of speech

every word is richer then the one before, or yet to follow,

somewhere in-between irrationality and sanity, void of any sexuality, is today

then tomorrow…finally sorrow…


you have said too much


to know you is to love you

to be loved by you is the greater gift

to touch you is sensory, an illusion, taken to sensual myths

to be one with you

where no other exists

my heart falls flat

while I await your soft lips


hand in hand we walk the streets

guided by the lights

warmed by the heat

laughter comes with no effort

soft whispers of expression

gentle flurries of kisses

laughter,

less and less distance

apart





let loose


come in



come early

nearer to eternity

forever is a possibility


without me


________________________
_____________




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Re: Now I Know Too Much (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 9th July 2008 @ 11:12:28 PM AEST
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Jyss, there are happy, blithe lines in this and yet I still sense a sort
of melancholy. A sadness that clings to the words, desperate not
to fall. Especially your closing two words. Separate, they are the
saddest and most forlorn two words I could think of.

Wonderfully emotive ~

~Breezy




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