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Saturday, March 31, 2012

love is reserve

          In the interest of loves reserve...
we all manage to forgive the errors that we serve.
  • to you....
    ..........so happily like the subtle aroma of .. Cognac...
    is the softness of yours ...
    ..........in view.......all of you.....
    the beauty of your eyes is like a song.......
    as a subtle touch .......
    of a forgiven wrong.

    ...........as a winter night is when.........
    when you are there to make me warm..

    ...........the changes in color of your eyes ...
  • ...........changes that are as like a torment of a winter storm.
    the passion of your nearness.........
    like the night before.......
    can you remember then........
    as it was

    when we were one......
    in the night of love...
    the intensity........
    ............as the like ..
    the energy was coming from  above.

    my sweet...my everything.....
    my life ......
    my love.....
    .............all that exists..
    is what you are to me....
    as i try to evict......
    to vanquish......
    ..............empty is the rest of me...

    THE REST OF ME  !