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Feb 04, 2009 07:52
Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours (
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poetry: sir edwin arnold
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messer_nypd
February 4 2009, 18:02:26 UTC
That's us in a nutshell, huh babe?
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strangers_call
February 4 2009, 18:05:25 UTC
The romantic in me says yes.
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messer_nypd
February 4 2009, 18:12:57 UTC
What about the realist?
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strangers_call
February 4 2009, 18:16:17 UTC
Danny you should know me well enough by now to know that I don't have that piece of me.
I don't think I ever did.
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bonasera_nypd
February 4 2009, 19:16:08 UTC
That's beautiful, Delia.
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strangers_call
February 4 2009, 22:29:35 UTC
Thank you! Poetry cheers me up.
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bonasera_nypd
February 5 2009, 00:50:45 UTC
My favorite is When We Danced by Gladys Huraño
Soft gentle stare
Warm tender touch
You took my hand
And we danced
Arms around me
Light dragging moves
Cheek warm against mine
Breathing deep from the soul
Long have I searched
Finally I have found
When you took my hand
And we danced.
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strangers_call
February 5 2009, 00:53:00 UTC
That's beautiful, I love it.
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I don't think I ever did.
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Soft gentle stare
Warm tender touch
You took my hand
And we danced
Arms around me
Light dragging moves
Cheek warm against mine
Breathing deep from the soul
Long have I searched
Finally I have found
When you took my hand
And we danced.
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