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le cœur a ses rai·sons que la rai·son ne con·naît point
Contributed by
allforyou
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Tuesday, 22nd February 2005 @ 09:51:26 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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The center part of this leafy rosette,
is chopped up and eaten by everyone,
who cares to have a taste.
When my head catches up with my heart,
maybe then I'll know why I feel this way.
My innermost inclinations tell me,
the hand I hold,
is all of the same red heart-shaped suit.
Should I bet it all?
My mind can not distinguish this sensation.
It's something new.
This unfamiliar bliss,
that I can't understand,
it makes my head spin,
as I sink in the sand.
The heart has its reasons that reason knows nothing of.
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2005-02-22 21:51:26]
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Re: le cœur a ses rai·sons que la rai·son ne con·naît point
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by Rhymingron on
Tuesday, 22nd February 2005 @ 10:07:42 PM AEST
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| Nice write. |
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Re: le cœur a ses rai·sons que la rai·son ne con·naît point
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by Necromant on
Friday, 25th February 2005 @ 01:58:19 PM AEST
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| Wow. Thoughtful poem. I agree the heart has a mind of its own. Keep it up! |
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