Here it is, be kind:
This Love
It is an ocean without a boat.
It is a flame without kindling.
It is a bright star deprived of a sky.
This is my love.
It is a pair of empty arms,
It is a pair of waiting ears.
It is a heart with room to spare.
This is my love.
It is a desperate search,
It is a ship looking for a beacon.
It is a knight looking for a liege.
This is my love.
It is a sword that has seen no battles.
It is a bandage without a wound to heal.
It is a shelter with a waiting fire.
This is my love.
It is a source of waiting laughter.
It is an untapped well of comfort.
It is the words "Tell me all about it."
This is my love.
It is a vision of children.
It is a vision of contented nights.
It is a vision of a warm bed.
This is my love.
It is piles of silly gifts.
It is a mischievious touch.
It has been waiting a long time.
Who will claim this love?
- B.A.E, 1/11/02
[ 01-11-2002: Message edited by: Mightion Defensor ]
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Topic: Original poen - be kind...
What's a poen? YOU PEON!
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Impressive work Sir.
Necromancer: How DARE you imply that I was involved in a rude act with my undead servant! I will flay the flesh from your bones! I will summon a thousand maggot-ridden corpses to gnaw your flesh! I will trap your soul in-
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