Array ( [sid] => 163545 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Distance Over Love [time] => 2010-12-04 10:25:44 [hometext] => It may seem like love poetry, that's my main topic because that's where my emotions drive me to write. But i considered this greif due to love that is detained from distance. [bodytext] => I wish my body could travel just as fast as my text,
I wish by sight I could feel, so things weren’t so complex.
I talk to you day and night, which makes me so perplexed.
I’d tell you how I feel, but my words aren’t in context.

The distance is the burden, which puts weight on my heart.
These thoughts that I can’t shake, is what’s tearing me apart.
I wish you knew just what I think; I know not where to start,
If only I could tell you this; if only I’d impart.

Time is supposed to heal, then why do I get worse?
Is it love I’m feeling? Or maybe it’s a curse.
The more it seems that you disclose; the longer we converse,
Captivates me deeply and makes me so immersed.

To desire what you can’t acquire seems to set your soul afire,
But that’s human behaviour that’s expected to transpire.
But this seems so different; I know I am no liar.
My mind is the loud auctioneer; my heart is just the buyer.

I can’t seem to hack this; my yearning is too great,
My thoughts of love and longing are entangled with my hate.
Why does it have to be this way? Our love could procreate.
I want you here— my everything, my love, my dear soul mate.
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Distance Over Love
Date: Saturday, 4th December 2010 @ 10:25:44 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: Jonathon_J_Young

I wish my body could travel just as fast as my text,
I wish by sight I could feel, so things weren’t so complex.
I talk to you day and night, which makes me so perplexed.
I’d tell you how I feel, but my words aren’t in context.

The distance is the burden, which puts weight on my heart.
These thoughts that I can’t shake, is what’s tearing me apart.
I wish you knew just what I think; I know not where to start,
If only I could tell you this; if only I’d impart.

Time is supposed to heal, then why do I get worse?
Is it love I’m feeling? Or maybe it’s a curse.
The more it seems that you disclose; the longer we converse,
Captivates me deeply and makes me so immersed.

To desire what you can’t acquire seems to set your soul afire,
But that’s human behaviour that’s expected to transpire.
But this seems so different; I know I am no liar.
My mind is the loud auctioneer; my heart is just the buyer.

I can’t seem to hack this; my yearning is too great,
My thoughts of love and longing are entangled with my hate.
Why does it have to be this way? Our love could procreate.
I want you here— my everything, my love, my dear soul mate.


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