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Posted: 10/16/2004 12:00:20 AM | ugh,well i'm off to bed.. this seemed like it was going to just flow out, lol apparently my best work does not happen at 3 a.m.
night all
Our eyes grow tired
our breathing slows
we fight off the innevitable
we know its time to go
One more minute spent with you
I can't say goodbye yet
one more minute to love you
what if its the last chance i get
Lets live for our memories
lets make them last
Think of stories we have shared
talk about our present, future and our past
Defy the clock on the wall
that says I must go
Listen to my heart instead
telling me I love you so
lets have one more dance
one last walk, my hand in yours
Lets not think of tomorrow
This is the night I live for
We'll watch the sunset in silence together
and think of our future
think of our forever | |
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Posted: 10/16/2004 12:05:56 AM | as the clock strikes 3 and you are not there
its hard to believe that time was the tear
one more minute
before you go
lets walk together
to the land of no
where the sheets are ruffled
and the bed may squeak
lets pretend my love
that we are not weak
from the clock and its time
the world has stopped
we are all alone
with you on top
rock my world
and take my heart
make me love you
like you did from the start
one more minute baby
dont despair
let me move my fingers
thru your hair
love you tonight
love you tomorrow
one last kiss
before that clock strikes
1 minute after
----pffft tried to be in a guys head or at least try to go where cross or any other guy would write here holly lol - hope yah dont mind my twist lol - i havent read this yet - will read it after i posted it - so here goesssss | |
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Posted: 10/16/2004 12:09:26 AM | omg i loveddddddddd it zee!!!!
and i NEVER mind you posting anything at all in here :) veryyyyy happy when ya do!!
thanks so much!!!
lol, i think maybe I'll write another one bout da b*tch.. seems i have an abundance of sh*t i can write when it comes to her look for The Bitch 2.. coming soon lmao.. | |
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Posted: 10/16/2004 12:11:02 AM | lol now her i liked - sexy and all lollmao
and your welcome - it was fun just typed really fast and hoped you saw it before lights out lol | |
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Posted: 10/16/2004 12:13:56 AM | Its the dead of the night...every thing is still
You created a river in me that distance cant fill.
So much runs through the silence of my mind
I try so hard to reply, but words fail me all the time.
You amaze me, your smile over a digitized modern day line
Some part of me should be worried, but I know that were fine.
Tonight I hold you a bit closer, tonight I hold you very tight
Tonight ever thing was clearer, tonight everything felt right! | |
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Posted: 10/16/2004 8:17:21 AM | Thank you Holly & Zee,
It did turn out much better after I put it out on paper than it seemed in my head.
The next thing I will post most likly will just be clutter on here, there is much talent here and I promise not to throw out crap like i'm going to now.... However, with you all on here, there might be something that someone can pick out of this and use for future posts.
thanks again,
Soba
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How do you measure it?
This is not something that you can measure with a mechanical measurement
It’s something that is measured by action.
It’s knowing that you are comfortable with the feelings and know that you can continue them for and endless time period.
It’s doing the things that you can, not because you have to, but because you want to, because you care. Because you think about how it will help and how the other person might feel, because it is the right thing to do.
It’s doing the little things just to let the other know that you’re thinking about them. Never wanting anything in return, not even a thank you. Doing for others because you can.
It’s doing little things that seemingly mean nothing, yet mean everything.
It’s all of the things that you think about when you’re not with the other, and often when you are.
It’s doing for others and not thinking about your self.
It’s all encompassing.
It’s everyday, every hour, minute or second.
It’s caring for the other from the deepest part of your soul.
It’s breathing the same breath.
It’s feeling the same emotion.
It’s sharing the same life, desires and dreams.
It’s like nothing that you have ever experienced before
It’s real, it’s breath taking, it’s easy, and most of all it’s right and you know it.
It’s not something that you fall into.
It’s not something that you create.
It’s something that just is.
It is a touch that is like no other.
It is a look that stops you dead in your tracks.
It is a kiss that makes you weak in the knees.
It is amazing, breath taking, life altering.
It is all of these things and more.
It is with all your heart and soul.
It is everything that you want and all that you will ever need.
It is giving in to all of the feelings that you know could devastate you, and doing so with out hesitation or regret.
It is allowing others to see you at your best, and also your worst.
It is believing in the other person enough to be yourself and letting your guard down, and wanting to do so.
It is sharing everything, even the pain, and knowing that no matter what the situation may be the other will understand.
It is knowing when to speak and when to just listen
It is knowing when to offer advice or answers or just a shoulder to cry on.
It is being everything, or nothing.
It is being able to pick up the shield for the other when they cannot any longer fight the battles.
It is protecting the other at all cost.
It is knowing that one would do it for the other.
It is being thankful every day for the time that you have had, and praying for more to come.
It is knowing that no matter what, your life will forever be changed by having that person in it.
It is unspoken, and unwritten.
It is something that is sought after yet rarely found, dreamt about yet never experienced.
It is love and trust and this is how it is measured. | |
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Posted: 10/17/2004 11:03:29 AM | i really liked that Soba - and you are more talented than you give yourself ...
this poem tells me that you are speaking from thought ... and i like that ...
- i have a question for you - the necklace you have on in the picture - what is it ? | |
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Posted: 10/17/2004 12:02:24 PM | Zee,
The Necklace that I have on, well is a silver chain (not a sterling chain but raw silver) the charm on the necklace is a Horse with a Turquoise stone. (Native American Totem Necklace)
Horse is my Spirit animal. (Soba) I'm told is Horse in Chicasaw. I'm part of a Rainbow tribe from Sulphur Oklahoma, (Treewalkers, Some Cherokee, some Creek, we are a mixed bunch) I have yet to have traced my ancestors to find what tribe I'm from if any. But is a belief system that I find easy to accept.
Thank you for the kind words with reference to the last post. I didn't really think that it would be considered poetry. But as I have said before i'm no poet. It may however give a little insight into how I think and feel.
Regards,
Soba | |
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Posted: 10/17/2004 12:21:57 PM | I thought I noticed the colors - and my totem is Wolf - but if you look at my profile - you will say - no kidding lol...
fantastic and tracing your ancestors path - well perhaps its not your time ... my ancestors are from the blackfoot and cherokee ...
and your welcome about the poetic words...
Z | |
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Posted: 10/17/2004 2:26:41 PM | | I really enjoyed it also soba, and please post anything you would like in here, I enjoy your work very much :) | |
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Posted: 10/17/2004 3:16:32 PM | I Would Die For You ~ Jann Arden
I've never seen this kind of love
Kind that won't wash away
And then leave you in the dark
I would die for you
I would die for you
I would die for you
I've never kissed a sweeter mouth
I've never been swept away
It's what dreams are made about
Don't you know I could not survive
Without you in my life
I would die for you
I would die for you
I would die for you
I've never seen this kind of love
The kind that won't slip away
Yes, I'm soaring through your heart
Don't you know I could not survive
Without you in my life
I would die for you
I would die for you
I would die for you | |
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Posted: 10/17/2004 4:54:49 PM | Well, this is really short.. seems i am not overly creative today, so feel free to add on ton it everyone
As I look through my window
There are so many colourful patterns I see
A canvas of red, brown and yellow
New colours appear on every tree
The sun sets much earlier
The cool night air swirls around
The frost starts to settle
The leaves fall to the ground
A warm glow comes over me
A feeling of happiness, of contentment
As I sit and look through my window
At the beautiful pictures this season has sent | |
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Posted: 10/17/2004 4:57:47 PM | the place was dark
I looked around
didn't see much
she was nowhere to be found
I asked some friends
have you seen my girl
they all said the same thing
the one with the curls?
I told them all yes
they said they didn't know
the bar was now closed
I'm going home alone... | |
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Posted: 10/17/2004 5:02:38 PM | zee, that is aimed at holly..who didn't show up at the POF party last night......
but thank you... | |
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Posted: 10/17/2004 5:04:32 PM | | well i knew that poem was for her - thinking because she said add on - and your welcome | |
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Posted: 10/17/2004 5:46:55 PM | my deepest apologies ex, I was in st. catherines with my mom all night, just got back this afternoon. My bad, I totally double booked myself this weekend, and couldn't get out of the family thing
and bravo on the poem, excellent job, i'll make up for it | |
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Posted: 10/17/2004 5:58:58 PM | | its okay..I understand...lots of people had family committments this weekend they couldn't get out of... | |
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Posted: 10/17/2004 6:17:57 PM | | I ended up in the fallsview casino in niagara falls tho, that was kinda fun | |
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Posted: 10/17/2004 8:49:45 PM | Well its a little dark.. dredged up from some old poems that i wrote some time ago
Take my tired body
I can't use it anymore
beaten, bruised and tattered
Its nothing like it was before
Don't gaze into my eyes
the shine is just not there
What was once the highway to my soul
Is nothing but a blank stare
The darkness comes regardless
of how hard I try to fight
It sweeps over my every being
in the darkness of the night
When everything around me
seems so hopeless and incomplete
When all my dreams come crashing down
in broken pieces at my feet
Reaching for that dark knight
the one I'm sure is out there somewhere
Come to me now and save me
Come show me that you care
Don't promise me a life so rich
that you know you can't provide
Just take my hand and guide me
dont' let me run and hide | |
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Posted: 10/17/2004 8:59:50 PM | well i spose that and a quarter will get ya a phone call..
I'm out, ni ni all | |
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Posted: 10/17/2004 9:55:59 PM | very good babe... Loved it, glad that your a bit happier now though... | |
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