i woke from touching you
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this morning i woke from touching you
we layed together in my dream
i looked for the thing that did not fit
and found you
it seemed forbidden somehow
since you are so much younger than me
but i felt like a little girl too
it was pure bliss just feeling you
you walked the halls of my house
you passed my bedroom door
twisted the knob
and joined the brokeN hearts club
i want to talk to you in silence
while holding your hand with my words
prove to me what it is that i wrote
somewhere for someone
for just alittle while this morning you were mine
for just alittle while this evening i wont be fine
we layed together in my dream
i looked for the thing that did not fit
and found you
it seemed forbidden somehow
since you are so much younger than me
but i felt like a little girl too
it was pure bliss just feeling you
you walked the halls of my house
you passed my bedroom door
twisted the knob
and joined the brokeN hearts club
i want to talk to you in silence
while holding your hand with my words
prove to me what it is that i wrote
somewhere for someone
for just alittle while this morning you were mine
for just alittle while this evening i wont be fine
"and then, one Thursday, nearly two thousand years after one man had been nailed to a tree for saying how great it would be to be nice to people for a change, a girl sitting on her own in a small cafe in Rickmansworth suddenly realized what it was that had been going wrong in the world all this time, and she finally knew how the world could be made a good and happy place. This time it was right and no one had to get nailed to anything. Sadly, before she could get to a phone to tell anyone about it, a terrible stupid catastrophe occurred, and the idea was lost forever."
Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy
Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy
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Let it survive a dream's fleeting oeiliad
or the laced tipped fingertouch of a shimmering
pulse
of imagined desire
May it be real
May the kiss be real as the thunder
May bliss waves
stretch on
stretch outward
beyond each last wave of ecstacy
evermore
evermore
eternal and tasted as sea salt
The histories of all universes
evermore
please don't mind or take offense to my questioning buty by any chance are you a lesbian/bisexual??????
I moved from the 9th to the 8th circle of hell. Before you know it I will be living in the first cirlce and I will own you.
Just say NO to Bush.
Vote Kerry! Save your freedom of speech and other various frredoms!
yep she loves the uglyest girl in the world
http://www.myspace.com/alotalotbetweenus
oh, well that's always fun.
I moved from the 9th to the 8th circle of hell. Before you know it I will be living in the first cirlce and I will own you.
Just say NO to Bush.
Vote Kerry! Save your freedom of speech and other various frredoms!
Morbid, the poem's about a bloke who is beautiful to his female love (the poem's speaker); and, indeed, there are some who would argue that a "beautiful" bloke would still make an "ugly" girl.....
trust your head around
Jim Carrol