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What I look for |
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I want someone that I can call up, at anytime, and ask to do something, and instead of asking what, they just simply say yes, becuase they don't care what it is we do, it's just the fact that we are together. That just enjoys being there with me, instead of actually doing something. Someone that will drop everything (within reason of course) as i drop everything for them.
I want someone that gives me undivided attention, and emotional support, and caring...so that i can do the same for them...so i can be there for them |
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What I Want |
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- - - I want to be able to say this about someone - - - |
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I cannot remember when I did not know her. Her lips are the only lips mine have ever embraced. Her arms are the only arms that have held me deep into the night. Her fingertips are the only fingertips that have caressed my body. Her eyes are the only eyes that I have gazed into with such passion. She has watched me grow, from a young boy to a young man to an old man Her love never faltered with age or change. She bore my children. She became a mother and I a father. She made sure we had everything we needed. I never had to question her love for me. The passion remained in her eyes. Even as she became very ill, I could count on my morning kiss. She could count on me being there to take care of her. I cannot remember life before her. Now I have to learn how to live without her.
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On Friends |
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This was given to me, by my great friend, Travis... |
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FRIENDSHIP
The only message from his eyes
Directed just to me,
Was friendship, which is no surprise,
For nothing else could be.
Another pair might reach and make
A deeper bond than friend,
Unfeeling for the hearts they break
Or how it all might end.
It could have been, let that suffice,
And dreams remain unbroken.
Just let the message from his eyes
As to a friend be spoken.
Still in those dear, clear eyes repose
Love and truth, in perfect blendship.
How lucky for us both, he chose
To offer only...friendship. |
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Another poem... Annon... |
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If I could catch a rainbow
I would do it just for you;
And share with you its beauty
On the days you're feeling blue.
If I could build a mountian
You could call your very own,
A place to find serenity,
A place to be alone.
If I could take your troubles,
I would toss them into the sea;
but all these things I'm finding
Are impossible for me.
I cannot build a mountain
Or catch a rainbow fair,
But let me be what I know best:
A friend that's always there. |
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~`~` Home `~`~ |
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