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by ~Pen-and-mouse, Nov 17, 2011, 7:03:39 AM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

I love the smell of old, battered books
cause they were, when you were
they're steeped in your breath

The air was cleaner
when you were

I didn't manage to be
when your body was
but I feel
like those books
so full of your breath
of your voice
of your soul

I can scratch the door
to the Garden Lodge
with my pain and anger
But the paint under my nails
will be washed soon
I can pour the water from Geneva Lake
into little bottle
and keep it close
to my heart
near this organ

Without this organ I couldn't live
but I could be alive
if I deserve on it

But the shortest way to get to know you
is to hear
to listen to you
Love You

Aliveby ~Pen-and-mouse

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

Another poem dedicated to Him...

love 7 7

joy 1 1

~~wow 0 0~~

~~mad 0 0~~

~~sad 0 0~~

~~fear 0 0~~

~~neutral 0 0~~

~BeatlesQueenLedZepp Nov 14, 2012

I know it's completely off topic (sorry!), but hw do you add a photo to your writing?

~Pen-and-mouse Nov 16, 2012

You just need to upload the picture (click the green button Upload File...) as if you just wanted to create a simple deviation with a photo or drawing and then click 'Add text...'.

I hope that helps!

~BeatlesQueenLedZepp Nov 16, 2012

Thanks!

~Mary-Aisha Sep 11, 2012 General Artist

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~Blueberri2357 Sep 8, 2012

This is very nice. It sums up well, how possible - or even easy - is to love someone, with whom you even didn't physically share the same planet. (Well, I'm not sure about your age, but it's the way it goes for me - I was born in 1994, and I feel the same as the poem says.) It's a proof that even time can't kill such a great soul. He'll be here forever.

And I especially like the end: the best we can do is to listen.