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Phone Love

Contributed by aliopterix on Sunday, 27th November 2011 @ 08:07:55 PM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry



Phone Love


A hundred years of life we’ve seen
So many tales betwixt between
The two of us, so much to know
And yet I wish it was not so
For I am one yet would be two.

In this modern techno age
I seek a living loving sage
To help me in my lover’s quest
Of a lady that I would attest
Is but a friend and so much more.

Every day I talk to you
The day to day the fat we chew,
Inside my heart does skip a beat
Not happenstance but truly heat
I really don’t know what to do.

You sit in blissful ignorance
As I play out secret dalliance
What would you say if I came clean?
Would you laugh, my love demean?
Please tell me the course to sail.

Because I’m over fifty now
The fields I’ve furrowed with my plough
Have taught me I should take the choice
To come to you not use my voice
And pledge my feelings to your face.

What happens now is kismet, fate
For me it may be far too late
Yet try I must or I will curse
In vitriol, in rhyme and verse
The day I let my love go free.




Copyright © aliopterix ... [ 2011-11-27 20:07:55]
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Re: Phone Love (User Rating: 1 )
by northernlights on Tuesday, 29th November 2011 @ 02:57:33 AM AEST
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Oh I hope love wins through here in a situation alot of people I'm sure have found themselves in. can feel the frustration in this but also a deep expression of love that deserves to be unlocked.


Re: Phone Love (User Rating: 1 )
by mylady on Tuesday, 29th November 2011 @ 07:19:07 PM AEST
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Wow deep expression of love.




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