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The Kiss

The Kiss
My god how could I forget The Kiss of all first kisses Perfectly set up and executed
By the fates that brought us together
I spin around And there you are Right in front of me And it makes sense If just for a moment The world outside our gaze Dizzy and unimportant And I am nudged
From behind by fates hands And it is so easy
To move in closer
And like a mirrored reflection You do the same Matching my every move With perfect pace And I hold for a second Can’t believe this is real And in u

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The QuakeThe first word breaks the beams Weakening the foundation All the he knew was real Or thought that he knew
The next shakes the walls Brings with it terror A fear that was buried deep Awakened with a nudge
The last brings it all down Back to that place
He swore never to return Release with a kiss
and the uncertainty of "Not feeling it" The Quake
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The PieceThe Piece
She is the piece I needed To finish off my puzzle A different box A different picture
A different set Mixed in with my pieces Still it fit Perfectly without force And the picture had changed Nothing like that on the front But somehow it worked Not like I envisioned Maybe the same for her But she crawled back to her set To pieces like herself This variation scared her And I search for the ‘right’ piece To make the image ‘whole’ again When the only piece that works That makes me feel satisfied
That my The Piece
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The CityThe City
I took the train back there
Eyes fixated on the brown Hudson Chasing me down the track Melancholy this time
It didn’t feel the same I pointed out the Old Fort on the hill Felt the fool. When the stranger didn’t react like she did
The ‘Love’ Statue is gone Poetic Justice I suppose I know they keep it somewhere safe till next year Does she?
I pull my arms into my sleeves But this time no mittened palm retracts them No warm hand caresses and holds them Safe and secure, barricade from the cold
Shops li The City
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21 one days

Wed Apr 20, 2005, 5:45 AM

21 more days i think
only 528 hours

Why am I so eager to go home.
Why does it ache so much to spend another day here. Cut off from everything I know. 8 months it has been. Has it been 8 months? God, I don't blame her for leaving. Never again will I do this. Never again will I leave all that I know behind. I have been such a fool. Job, money, all useless. I am to young to be hung up on this material b-s. I wanna live, love and have a killer time. 21 more days and I can start to live again. 528 more hours and my life can get back on track. 3 weeks and I am home. I hope they haven't all forgotten about me.
Wish me luck, the last days seem to stretch longer and longer.

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Current Residence: Limbo
Interests: Movies, Music, Heartache. The usual
Favourite movie: Swingers, Reservoir Dogs, and Star Wars (yes I'm a nerd)
Favourite band or musician: RBF, LTJ, TMMB, Rancid and always DAVE
Favourite genre of music: Two Tone
Favourite photographer: Katie Z.
MP3 player of choice: iriver
Favourite cartoon character: A Mr. Spongebob Squarepants
Personal Quote: Let my love hold you when my arms can't

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~soul-perfume Sep 24, 2007, 7:51:38 AM

Join us again

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^{"Poetry is the perfume of the soul." - Otep Shamaya}

~Hepcat79 Apr 24, 2005, 8:53:23 AM

Check it out

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Cool group

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"And i only got..one weapon..its so plain for me to see..my only weapon.. i call..poetry" Lars Frederikson

~KuriousKitty Apr 14, 2005, 11:29:46 AM

Sorry to intrude, but I thought you might be interested: [link]

The latest contest pertains to an inanimate object. . . i think "the bobble head" would win. but that's just me.

PS: do you want me to keep reading? is it your catharsis?

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