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Your lover's touch and words
Your showing it, tender
Strong, true like thunder
Make shiver and hesitate
The thoughts I thought so firm,
My will, my hopes, my needs,
All my beliefs,
My own sweet dreams.
Whereas light seemed at last
Clearly found
Guilts and shudder
Smack back
In vanishing sounds
of a sweet song.
French Tries
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Greenwolfe 1962 (7/9/2008 1:56:00 AM)
Oooh! This was really good. The part I understood. I gave it a 9 because
I guess I must have lost myself in passion.
GW62 |
Jonathan ROBIN (6/6/2008 4:28:00 PM)
To words soft words respond
with tenderness, touch fond,
as to reeds to zephyr bend
an answer fipple'd send.
Light clearly found at last
cleanses regrets as past
to future beckons, friend,
shared happiness sans end.
See you belong beyond
false frontiers de ce monde...
Gilt shines as guilt, half mast,
ashamed, aghast, fades fast. |
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