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...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
"To utter syllables of mistaken love would defame the glowing brilliance of truth." ~ Neb ~ I am in love... so don't forget it... it's just a silly phase I'm going through... I'd like to see you... if you don't mind... just because I love reading you... I am in love... oh (oh?), with words... yes, I am completely enfatuated with her... I am making a date with myself for this weekend to read her journal from the first entry... I hope I have enough time... I wish I had more time... I wish I could fly away to her dreams... her energy excites me... reading her is addictive and better, like an elixor of life for my spirit... it would be wonderful if this feeling contines all through this weekend reading... she is the first person I read in a long time that leads me to thinking I should do hope I can keep up with her J pray, I say, pray for a moment of time within her mind, what dreams may find within her heart, where love may start pull me together or blow me apart but pray, I say, pray for a breath of her air pass through her lips, pass through her hair pass through her soul, losing control dream me a play, write me a role but pray, I say, pray for a glance from her eye let me be lost forever deep within her sigh let me be the air she breaths, the one she sees when she dreams of love... let her see me ah, this romantic heart makes a fool of me once more laughing outloud at my childish candor as many have before oh, this enchanted dream can not be taken or destroyed and the beauty of the wonder of this love is it's found in the heart of every girl and boy ah, what wondrous stories to tell what magic can be inspired when someone touches your deepest dreams when you know you are desired ah, the precious what power can be attained when someone embraces your heart-child with innocence regained she did it with words, with words I say and I want to read her every day she does it with words, and now I pray to read her again, today pray, I say, pray for a moment of time within her mind, what dreams may find within her heart, so pure and kind within her soul, for all time within the magic of rhyme we be come sublime J |
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