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 Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 11:46 am
Driving into the night,
Our enthusiasm spans the lights
Eclipsing over the horizon.
A fearless vortex of friendship
Unfolding into a love less romance.
Our hearts become hopeful that
One day
One day
We may become an item,
Yet fearful of the denial
From a few others we hold dear.
As we finish a secret act,
One so lustful,
So subtle,
We continue on to
End the night as if
A radiant star
Only to end as
A flood
Of electric rain.
We pant silently
As if lovers
Yet upon your face lies
A guilty expression
Not meant for these eyes to see,
For we weren't meant to
Fall in love this way...
Just something written last night while hanging with some of my closest guy friends while we were talking about past relationships and people we love but cannot have for one reason or another.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 7:10 pm
interesting, very good, and as interesting.
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