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Date Posted: 11:05:25 07/25/01 Wed
Author: Pegasus
Subject: Imprisoned Inside Mortality.

Imprisoned Inside Mortality.

Caught with you in the rain
makes me want to exchange
every single raindrop,
touching your
creamy ivory silk skin,
with a caressing
loving kiss.

When it snows
how I long to be
one of the fluttering flakes,
that gets entangled
into a tango
with your dancing hair,
or,
just melt away like them,
heated by your
bodily warmth.

At the beach,
I envy every single wave
embracing your luscious body,
in a refreshing massage
of liquid ecstacy,
as I envy
every single grain of sand,
kissing your dainty feet.

As I would like to be
the pages in your diary,
meeting with you
every single minute of the day,
or,
just stare at you,
the hours you're
planning to live
without me.

Or be the heads in the papers,
as your green emeralds
race along them,
to keep in touch with the world;
it would keep you in touch
with my feelings for you,
since every single headline
would reveal one of my
deepest emotions.

As I look at your towel,
I can only swallow,
as your bed I could carry you
to your most private dreams,
like the soft silk sheets
I could snuggle up to you,
and as your pillow
I would whisper,
soft and sweet,
how much you mean to me.

Here I am,
stuck inside mortality,
trying the best I can,
not to slip out of it,
because of all those waisted moments
I have to spend without you.

And if, then
I certainly would convince God
that I would be the most prefect Archangel
to hang around, around you,
to serve, guard and protect...

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Re: Imprisoned Inside Mortality. -- Flying Colors, 16:44:18 07/26/01 Thu
- Re: Imprisoned Inside Mortality. -- Pegasus, 17:50:39 07/26/01 Thu