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Date Posted: 19:39:07 11/13/01 Tue
Author: Lori S. Maynard
Subject: The First Love

I sit adrift in this dreamlike state wondering about life.
�In the beginning�� Oh, how I wish I could start over
because the beginnings are always romantic.
Gifts of hearts, gold, poetry and bands of copper.

My best learned philosophy is that you shouldn�t philosophize
Let your heart yawn in a morphine smile
For it will all soon come to form dust anyway.
Sometimes you must laugh with the pervert to escape the butcher�s dial.

Prozac will not seduce your dreams into better reality.
Love is always tricky the second time�
By then, you know their lies and cunningness
Somewhat, and reluctant to re-enter love�s clime.

The heart doesn�t shine like the sun.
Oh, back to the beginning I want to return!
Back to the beginning when we both flirted in smiles
And the sky didn�t burn.

It�s OK, it�s OK� I know that hurting is healing.
I know that the romantic dreams fades.
I am like any true Taurus, stubborn as hell
And sometimes I forget there will be other days.

Danger is what they want�. Men�
That�s what they want, to love what they can�t keep.
I would give anything not to be able to feel
And drift blissfully into dreams so deep.

I am not here to boast atop my soapbox through a megaphone
Only romanticizing over the wonder that disappears.
Like a silent tornado raging ever so closer�
You frigid heart threatens but never comes so near.

�November 13, 2001 Lori S. Maynard

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Re: The First Love -- angelofire, 19:45:38 11/13/01 Tue