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Post by DavidMc on Nov 9, 2006 10:31:22 GMT -6
All the world loves lovers
Right from the very start; I was grazing through Those romantic magazines, But I was much too old To play that part..
We can dance in Paris fountains, Row along the canals of Venice; Climb the highest Catskill mountains, Then play three sets of table tennis!
Lover’s do as lovers do, The silly crazy laughing things.. Before I ever set eyes on you, I dreamt the joy your love would bring..
So now I am that silly guy, With the wobbly legs And a dancing heart; Here comes the lightening, Followed by the thunder., I guess we both were naturals For the part
All the world loves lovers; That corny old cliché, But soul mates go somewhere new..
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Post by anirbas on Nov 10, 2006 10:59:48 GMT -6
Yes, they do...That I know to be true..."Soulmates go somewhere new..." Loved reading this poem, as much as the first time, I read it...Got more?
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Post by dawness on Nov 13, 2006 9:37:50 GMT -6
ok, zorba... you made me feel this once. keep on dancin'
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