Posts: 5586
From: Ontario, Canada
Registered: Aug 2003

posted January 02, 2005 01:57 AM         

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While I sit in the shadows, light plays on your face,
Animating the angles, the chiselled firm grace.
I see the lines that have grown since our fated meeting
I know I've contributed to time's bitter cheating
They detract nothing, they add, in fact
the years softly spreading and giving some back
some depth and the knowledge that sometimes its war
that love plays a game and our bodies keep score.
I have some myself, and am torn with my lessons
I want to stay proud with my ageless obsession.
But on you, I want to trace with my fingers and mouth
the journeys you've taken, as my lips travel south
I want you to tell me the things I can't guess.
It seems there are vocal entanglements left.
But you left.
Barely a word on the wind.
and I'm fine and still as I studied your face
my mind like a student absorbing this space
hungry for you, I am ravenous here
silent profiles with love chasing what we don't hear.

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Registered: May 2004

posted January 02, 2005 08:49 PM         

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Awww, loved it!

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From: MAINE! :)
Registered: Aug 2003

posted January 03, 2005 12:34 PM         

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some depth and the knowledge that sometimes its war
that love plays a game and our bodies keep score

That f@cking rocks, sistah! You are amazing!

Ghani

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From: Over here! (UK)
Registered: Jul 2004

posted January 04, 2005 07:06 AM         

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As I read more of your words, Pix; the way you write, is increasingly familiar. You seem to possess this universal knack of relating to intricate emotions, and I love it

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