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Ode to us
Contributed by
moloko
on
Monday, 23rd June 2008 @ 01:47:30 AM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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They say Love comes in carriages and horses ready to take your hand.
I say Love arrives in the dead night, stealth like, ready to rob your heart.
They say Love comes with butterflies and roses and blushes in the skin
I say love strikes with thuder and thorns with blood on your cheeks.
They say love is giving, and thoughtful making you whole
I say love is deceptive and shattering while ripping you apart.
Are we love, when we scream and fight and hurt each other so
Are we love, when pain and anger are all we have to show.
Yes, because even if i will not die for you (not even take a blow)
Its you i want when morning comes, and when morning goes
Why should i ache for diamonds and flowers every day
When every dark and silent night, its beside you i lay.
So, no don't change, lets not try and copy they
as I LOVE YOU, whatever ,come what may.
Copyright ©
moloko
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2008-06-23 01:47:30] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Ode to us
(User Rating: 1 ) by SilverRain on
Monday, 23rd June 2008 @ 02:04:25 AM AEST (User
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I love the emotion conveyed...the sentiments are so true. Good write. |
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Re: Ode to us
(User Rating: 1 ) by wheels on
Monday, 23rd June 2008 @ 02:32:59 AM AEST (User
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Wow accepting one another for wht they are.... at peace with it... forgiving... accepting
Quite rare and quite touching.
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Re: Ode to us
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jenni_K on
Monday, 23rd June 2008 @ 07:27:20 PM AEST (User
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Yes.....your concept of love is so much more realistic... This poem rocks!!
Jenni |
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