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Genre: poetry
Summary: Written for the call for more poems on the Triaxian Silk board (and because of my obvious madness.)
Author's Note: Excuse me, my friends. The fact is that . . .
Well, maybe I am mad.
I attempted to write a small poem.
Yes, I am mad!
But I love challenges and then I thought that people I found on this site are very kind.
And they are sensitive persons.
So I attempted this short poem.
But also I thought it would have been better if I asked someone for an opinion about it. Justtripn, sure. And, honestly, how would I be able to give up her, to be without her support?
But also she and I thought it would have been better if I asked for another opinion, from someone who already had written poems.
And this someone was Linda.
I asked her to read my short (very short) poem, and she thought it has some worth.
So, slightly more confident, I submitted this work.
I hope very much people enjoy it.
Thoughts By Asso How lovely and sweet her face is
When she sleeps serene after love.
I love her.
Now I know this.
Don’t leave me, please!
You’re a gift from the Lord above.
With you life is a delightful river.
With you joy will be ever after.
And together, our bliss will increase
And never cease.
I don't want to be alone again.
You tied my heart with a chain.
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How strong and fond his hug is
When he makes love with me.
I love him.
Now I know this.
Don’t leave me, please!
How did you make me love thee?
You‘re my dazzling sun beam.
You’re my golden love dream.
And together, our bliss will increase
And never cease.
I don't want to be alone again.
You got in my soul and my brain.
Trip and T-Pol speak the language of Love as inerpreted by a Lover of Love.