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Post by amycando on Nov 7, 2006 18:52:56 GMT -6
Fantasy Lover
(From the following five randomly selected words I wrote this poem:
save, rock, tide, wash, clean)
My lover rocks my world gently to and fro like she is luna (moon) and I the tide washing a dance to her tune my moon, her honesty to me cleans my soul that I keep open to her love and her reproaches and in this she saves me from playing the role of the vain fool.
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Post by DavidMc on Nov 8, 2006 5:01:18 GMT -6
Nice one Amy Are you sure you didn't select the five words subconsciously David
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Post by dawness on Nov 8, 2006 9:19:13 GMT -6
this facet of your, i like! thanks aims for a tender gem..
" the tide washing a dance to her tune."
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