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Post by Solace512 on Apr 22, 2005 15:19:09 GMT -5
A place called Love:
oh, haven't you heard? Love is now a place, no longer a verb of obvious pleasures, no longer a fleeting-one time feeling, no falling in and out of, it is now an actual miniscule dot on the map, -at least in my mind- Love is a place where we can stand side by side, with our hands and hearts entwined, taking in the surroundings of the glowing and blushing billowing backdrops in hues of cherry and plum. What a happy, LOVEly little place! Time is not an element here in love, nor is experience. all we have and need is one another, I hold onto you, and you hold onto me. I grin with my cherry flavored lips and wink at you with my plum eyeshadowed lids, I love you here in this place called love, let's stay for a while longer.
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Post by Elle Rush on Apr 29, 2005 11:30:50 GMT -5
A place- indeed! It's like another planet, isn't it? This IS bliss.... bottled and spread out into words. I can FEEL the energy- It's uplifting.
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Post by PoetOfSerendipity on Apr 30, 2005 3:24:55 GMT -5
I like the "fun part" of this a lot
I grin with my cherry flavored lips and wink at you with my plum eyeshadowed lids,
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