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Methods in Waiting
Contributed by
incognito_bombastus
on
Wednesday, 11th February 2009 @ 06:34:51 PM in AEST
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I'd weave a magic
Through the fabric,
Of the universe.
With annimation,
I'll capture creation
& render it for you in verse.
My great love is only bounded by thee
Come to me, and love.
I await expectant
Your spare moments.
Shine like the finer sun
Upon your little flower,
Head spun.
Come to me and love
I'll lift my head and sing
In colours, A subtler voice than the speech of others,
In spare moments
Come to me and love.
I'll weave a magic through the universe above,
Come to me, my love.
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Re: Methods in Waiting
(User Rating: 1 ) by kye on
Saturday, 21st February 2009 @ 12:26:14 PM AEST (User
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I think I held my breath in rapture as I read your poem.
Gosh, it makes me want to fall deeply in love immediately!
"In colours, A subtler voice than the speech of others"
Very beautiful words, like a fairy tale.
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Re: Methods in Waiting
(User Rating: 1 ) by elle on
Wednesday, 25th March 2009 @ 11:58:18 AM AEST (User
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extremely beautiful & enticing. . . as always. peace. elle |
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