• Others 25.07.2007

    Hey! friend, forgive my anxious request;
    Awkward! now…haunts my hopeful best.
    Your desparate needs have met my soul;
    Entered a place, which makes me whole.

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    Hey! friend, forgive my anxious request;
    Awkward! now…haunts my hopeful best.
    Your desparate needs have met my soul;
    Entered a place, which makes me whole.

    No help on earth…can propel us onward;
    Eternally, we will circumvent the absurd.
    Earth has been filled with time before us;
    But now, a cold world makes us anxious.

    Apprehensive minds may spy a monster,
    As compassion rarely singles a prompter.
    Stalking a high trance of divine ecstacy,
    Anticipation of incessant pain blinds me.

    A kiss took a journey deep within a week,
    And aroused my anxious heart for a peek.
    Affectionate care awoke this sleepy soul,
    By a simple heartache made of pure gold.

    The heart inside my chest desires to help;
    And give love that overcomes fear-of-self.
    Your plight?…is my body’s dangerous ruin;
    We mortals continue to search eternal fun.

    My soul request is a projectile of affection,
    Like cupid arrows into the heart of passion.
    Rule out affection, and only foolish remains;
    Continuous die-cisions can drive me insane.

    If you choose, allow me a peek inside fear;
    Trust!…will disarm “fear”; courage is here.
    Before you came, my turmoil was a wreck;
    Oh, well!…I love you so, so what the heck.
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    Posted by Lee @ 6:16 PM

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