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Post by Bladejnk on Feb 17, 2003 10:19:35 GMT -5
Her touch, her smell, her sound. Her voice alone soothes my soul. Tinges of I know not what caress my heart with each syllable she speaks. I am not so fortunate. Words stumble clumsily from my mouth. For her beauty dumbfounds me. As soon as I look into her eyes all words have left me. All I desire is found within her eyes. The gateway to her soul, all I could want. And she returns my love. Everything about her soothes. She who chases away nightmares. And brings thoughts of love. I have seen the world stop in her eyes. Felt what she can move. Joy emanates from her every move, forcing a way through all peril and to my heart.
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Post by engarde on Feb 18, 2003 5:59:45 GMT -5
"I am not so fortunate. Words stumble clumsily from my mouth. For her beauty dumbfounds me."
Beautifully said!
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