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Mysterious Voice On The Phone
Contributed by
ESweetie711
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Saturday, 28th August 2004 @ 07:35:04 PM in AEST
Topic:
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Hearing your voice on the phone
Makes me want to rush right home
Knowing that I will see your words
Makes me want to leave the herd.
You make me feel what I never thought I could
The mysteries you hold from me make things good
I try not to get attached for things sometimes go astray
But every time I think of you I want to stay.
Phones give me such trouble as they leave me shy
But with you I still talk by and by
I do doubt that you truly like me
And my past stays with me like it shouldn't be.
I learn new things everyday
You make me think of flowers blooming in May
A beauty they posses oh so unique
One I know I can show you and you won't critique.
Maybe everyone can learn something in life
A man in Macon may soon find his wife
Though we are not attached I find it hard to look
Elsewhere I search but nothing is as good as your book.
A book of life, so full of details
Ones so meek and mild that contain no tales
You seem so truthful that I sometimes wonder
If my doubts should just stay ablunder.
In time I know I can trust
A man who hits my spot, and not bust
Give me time to overcome
And you will hear our hearts beat in unison like a perfect set of drums.
Copyright by Elisha Segars on August 28, 2004
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ESweetie711
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2004-08-28 19:35:04]
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Re: Mysterious Voice On The Phone
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by buchi on
Sunday, 17th October 2004 @ 07:32:02 PM AEST
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This poem has sweetness and simplicity of expression, and including one or two fine thoughts...You seem so truthful that I sometimes wonder
If my doubts should just stay ablunder.
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