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Petals of my favourite flower caress my cheek,
Followed by your fingers.
I catch you watching me, and I blush,
You make me feel beautiful.
Whenever I cry, you kiss those tears away,
You make me smile when it hurts,
You hold me until I feel warm,
And then you still don't let go.
I tell you three words that I've never said,
Never been told,
And you smile and kiss me.
I wait, but words are left unsaid,
I hate myself for needing to hear them,
But I'll never tell you how much, because I can't let you go. |
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| | From:  Zydha | Sent: 1/15/2008 2:06 AM |
Wow, Melody, apart from the fact that this let's you check on your work at a click within the corner, I am delighted to find you using your Collective page for your work. Often late at night, I love to read the work of a single poet with a cup of hot chocolate, but, lol, I have just finished as I try for 2am, but shall be back tomorrow night for a nice long read,  Zy |
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