for mrs. greenwood, and a little faith

Nov 01, 2004 16:39


((found this somewhere... fitting. comment if it fits you too.))

To begin a love poem
it's always the same
a time, a place
sunrises, stars, walks, things that will never be
Just Ours.

second stanza, not a road less traveled
acceleration builds; our heartbeats follow suit
beating out each other in a race for words that
do not fit this moment
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tufftiffy246 November 1 2004, 17:30:58 UTC
aww ms greenwood, that crazy woman!

i miss you lauren!

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utopianpassion November 2 2004, 14:07:01 UTC
i miss you too!!! ((ps... she called me last weekend.))
call me soon, we need to catch up
<3 me

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hollz815 November 4 2004, 07:36:33 UTC
Lauren, your poem is beautiful.
Hell yeah Mrs. Greenwood and her wicked cool travel group! :o)

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pocket_of_stars November 4 2004, 14:16:25 UTC
whoever wrote this slab of brilliance, break me off a piece o' that.

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