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This Much
Contributed by
calista
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Thursday, 23rd June 2005 @ 10:27:48 PM in AEST
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LovePoetry
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This Much June 23, 2005
Everything he felt, he told me through his touch We swayed and when the walls began to beat with the slow music He whispered, I like you...this much And his hand rested, so softly, on my waist He held me like I was made of glass Tenderly, just enough to keep me from slipping away As if I was so fragile I might break right there He held me, and looked into my eyes Something took hold, I couldn't look away My heartbeat thudding, slowly making me aware And then, my eyes, on his lips Leaning in For a kiss And it was a...heart breaking, love making, slow sort of agony I could feel his smile on mine So strange and so new and so perfectly you I just...fell My heart shattered into tiny pieces Silver and slipping along the silky floor Settling into place like the light reflected from your face Like stars in the skies, my heart on the black tile, still lies And under the silver moon, where I met you You said, I love you...this much And showed me with a gentle touch
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Re: This Much
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Thursday, 23rd June 2005 @ 10:34:14 PM AEST (User
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Beautifull masterpeice of tenderness.
luv, huggs, smiles,
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Re: This Much
(User Rating: 1 ) by AmyLee4Ever on
Monday, 4th July 2005 @ 10:35:19 AM AEST (User
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This is a great poem... fantastic.
He held me like I was made of glass
Tenderly, just enough to keep me from slipping away
As if I was so fragile I might break right there
Great part. This is what really grabbed me into the poem. Everything about this poem is really good...
Jodi
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