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Why is it that you become my every line in my poem
And every line seems written almost the same
Then my poems become similar when focused on the theme
Because the imagery have not forgotten about you
It seems like all my pen wants to write is
of your face,
your eyes,
your lips,
your touch,
and your love,
and though I try to forgot those things
those lovely things makes the sun lovely to me
It is so hard because when I try is when I remember
And when I remember is when I want to continue to write of you
The lovely ways you touched me
and those eyes that looked like a nearby glistening sea…
ohh here I go again upon the loveliness of you
This is what I go through before I plan a poem
Erasing every word that comes in contact with the thought of you
And knowing I will have to erase this after it is written
but it feels good again, the sensations you brought
Reliving another day with you
and how silly am I that you can not even hear me
for all I am doing is only talking to my memories
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Well, aren't you just special.
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Awesome!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
All of us at one time or another talk toour memories!!! I, more than I care to reveal!!!! But htis was a brilliant piece you have pened here. It is filled with such self expression and bittersweet memories that still make us all feel the senstions we had everytime we re-visit. I have done this soooooo many time it is ridiculous....lol. But this was just again, brilliant!!! Thank you fr sharing your heart with me this morning!!!!~~Toni~~
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This is a wonderfully well written poem. I think it was filled with lots of feelings. Thank you for sharing. ~~Shannon~~
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