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Saturday, April 10, 2010

after love

  • suspended;.........
suspended in a dream....
.........a dream of what you are..........
.........temporary function....
.........the chain......
Shaine of love supply:
Uncertainty.....
the cells that feed my love.......
.........withholding..
.........widening the extreme chord to my existence......
the bruce's that you see, are from the night before..
.........my lips......
.........your lips...
inflamed from the embrace..the passion ..from the violence;
the violence of the night..of the love...
of the world we shared ....
that's what I feel today...
It's not sadness that you see..
It's not the glaze in my eyes.....
that seems so far away..
it's from the passion that we shared.........
share again today.
Look at my face...
look at my eyes...
look at my lips..........
........what do they say...what do you see................
never mind what you think........
a colloidal size emotion.......
mental..suspension..
excitement....
character of the night before..........
before it will be..................
  • AGAIN IT WILL BE...
    susceptible sensation..
    sensibilities..feelings..of temptation............
    on the eyes of the surroundings...
    ..........no one will ever see....
    no one will ever.........
    like.....
    as you and me........
    together again..lets let ourselves be free................

    again.  ..  ..  lets be free !!

4 comments:

  1. seems really deep.................i have never been in love b4 so I can't really relate to it. I still think it's pretty good though.

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  2. Thanks (debola) follow me, will follow you.

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  3. It looks like this may be the way one feels, the day after you have had a night of passion.

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  4. I go back these some times just to remember when I was in love, when I've been in love that's when I create !

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