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FelicityFelicity Posts: 339
uh-huh.it's still happening
sometimes it gets to be enormous
in meaning and in importance
other times i have to block it
or i wouldn't get anything done
i probably should have done that
a lot sooner than i did
but i love to feel it and think it
i love it when you invade me
with your own thoughts
things like telling me your mood
in that smoky morning voice
or some phrase i said that
keeps going around in your mind
today i listened to some music
that reminded me so vividly
of that innocent time
so many months ago
to think as a child
with adult sensibilities
seeing the world as wondrous
full of colour and joy
yet adding sensual pleasure
wanting to feel and do everything
that your senses could handle
but to what do you refer
in the darkest of nights
and the bleakest of days
the one thought that saves you
the promise from an angel
who would always be there
needed or not
because what did you think?
that angels are like batman
and you just call them
when there is a crisis?
wrong
they are always there
watching you throughout
your earthly hours
i understand you more now
and i'm sorry i lost sight of it
you do have innocence
and you do have hope
and you also have patience
of that i'm sure
now you have learned my rhythm
and though yours is different
you know mine is necessary
for me to feel correctness
and assured movement

you made me feel beautiful
after everything else

i want to kiss you right now
and savour your scent
i feel warmth tonight
and those feelings again
how fresh they are
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  • KwyjiboKwyjibo Posts: 662
    Originally posted by Felicity

    you made me feel beautiful
    after eveything else

    i want to kiss you right now
    and savour your scent
    i feel warmth tonight
    and those [feelings again
    how fresh they are/B]

    youre awesome
    The most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway, is that its you, and that you're standing in the doorway.

    I write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook. But in the long tresses of your hair--I am a babbling brook.
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