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[aid] => mick
[title] => You Are Not
[time] => 2006-04-23 14:47:03
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[bodytext] => You are not beautiful, you are not fine. Those tiny wrinkles are but lines. The dimple at your mouth is deep, You spray a little when you speak. Sometimes I find your point quite lame, Listen, listen, all the same. Never ending, never changed, If we’d have waited, we’d have aged. You’re grace does not remind me of, A perfect swan, a soaring dove, A kneeling deer, a tilting rose, To them you are but wilted prose. If I’d have made you sing a tune, It would have been true misfortune, For with the tone and talent there, It’s more a case of talent-bare. And yet, I cannot place an end, I cannot mask or play pretend, I‘d find it hard to full deny, That without these faults my eyes would cry. I’d miss their oddity and whim, I love them thickly, love them dim. They place the smile on my face, They take me to a perfect place. I haven’t told you of my thoughts, I’m scared of how they would be bought. But know that somewhere, sometime near, I’ll whisper all into your ear. Amor Vincit Omnia x <3 x [comments] => 1 [counter] => 203 [topic] => 33 [informant] => thepoetic1 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SecretLove )
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