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Non-traditional Romance
By monalisamarie
O SHE SHINES
CATCHES MY EYES
I RESIST IF ONLY
TO SAVOR TEMPTATION
PICK HER UP; SHE LIES ON MY SHOULDER,
I REST MY FINGERTIPS ON HER NECK.
PAUSE FOR A MOMENT JUST TO HOLD HER,
BEING CAREFUL LIKE SHE’S NEWLY BORN.
I GRIP HER AND MAKE HER SCREAM,
A JOY FOR BOTH HER AND ME.
WE DANCE TO OUR BROKEN MUSIC,
CHERISH THE MOMENT FOR WE’RE GONNA LOOSE IT.
O I HOLD HER TIL THE MUSIC FADES AWAY.
HER LIFE’S THE PILLOW THAT SUPPORTS MY HEAVY HEAD.
SHE IS A GIFT FORM ABOVE, YEA A BLESSING.
WHAT A LOVELY GUITAR YOU ARE, DEAR BESSIE.
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© 2006 monalisamarie
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On Monday, April 10, 2006, Equinox Asylum
(140)
wrote:
Fantastic surprise. I love my guitar in very much the same manner. I call her April Rain. Wonderful poem.
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On Friday, April 7, 2006, LiP Stiches
(42) wrote:
"WE DANCE TO OUR BROKEN MUSIC, " .........NICE ...I like VERY MUCH!!!!
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A former member wrote:
made me smile, thank u:)
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