Tag: poetry
member name: Amjed P.
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September 10, 2007 07:39 AM EDT --
Whenever I day dream,
and day dream I do,
in my secret garden,
I day dream of you.
I day dream of you,
in a faraway land;
embracing me tight
and holding my hand.
Holding my hand,
and touching my face. . . .
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September 10, 2007 07:42 AM EDT --
If I knew how to write a song
I’d write one everyday
It would say that I’m in love with you
And why I feel this way
It would have to say you’re pretty
And as rare as a desert rose
It . . .
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September 10, 2007 07:48 AM EDT --
You kissed my lips and I felt a flutter in my heart,
You touched my hand and lit a spark in my body,
You stared into my eyes and saw straight into my soul,
You put your arms around me and I was finally . . .
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August 09, 2007 01:21 PM EDT --
The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips; . . .
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September 08, 2007 09:19 AM EDT --
The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For . . .
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September 09, 2007 06:01 AM EDT --
I dream of your touch while you are away,
I dream of your smile all through the day,
I remember the day,
You came into my life,
I dream of the day I will be your wife.
I dream of the day I can fall asleep . . .
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September 09, 2007 06:14 AM EDT --
Your friendship and love,
And all the wonderful things
That they bring into my life,
Are like nothing else
I have ever known.
My heart is complete
With the love we share,
And our love grows more
Beautiful . . .
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September 08, 2007 09:24 AM EDT --
Love is like a lump of gold,
Hard to get, and hard to hold.
Of all the girls I've ever met,
You're the one I can't forget.
I do believe that God above,
Created you for me to love.
He chose . . .
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September 09, 2007 07:01 AM EDT --
Your touch is with me always,
It’s burnt into my skin,
As soft and warm as sun rays
When a summer day sets in.
Your soft voice never silent,
It’s forever in my ears,
Serenading every moment . . .
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