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Without Smoke and Mirrors
Contributed by
phildel
on
Sunday, 13th October 2002 @ 11:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Crazily he traps me,
In some prism of hope,
And for the things he makes me say,
I should wash my mouth with soap.
He unveils his instrument
Of wonder piece of amazing illusion,
That changes shape, well, length in fact,
During our magical fusion...
But seriously, he's talented,
The way he casts that spell,
Makes me want to sin with him today,
If he was going to hell.
Somehow he freezes time,
I am deaf to cruel clocks ticks,
And that is thanks to his,
Unaided shifty shady tricks.
Without smoke and mirrors he,
Has me caught in a spellbound daze,
My boyfriend, the king of hearts,
Never ceases to amaze.
Copyright ©
phildel
... [
2002-10-13 11:00:00]
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Re: Without Smoke and Mirrors
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by Essentially9 on
Friday, 30th July 2004 @ 12:13:53 AM AEST
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| interesting topic to write about. |
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Re: Without Smoke and Mirrors
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by sunshiny on
Thursday, 18th November 2004 @ 03:23:21 PM AEST
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| I love this poem, especially the last part. Thanks for sharing it! |
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