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Post by Nerweniel on Dec 26, 2004 16:31:31 GMT -5
Sometimes I believe your eyes must be blue- you know? Aren’t they blue like the skies? Rather I believe that I’ll always love you.
And this say I, who once promised never to let a man guide my laughs and my cries- sometimes I believe your eyes must be blue.
I say please don’t love me- but oh please do- and just- please- see what deep in my heart lies. Rather I believe that I’ll always love you.
Literally blind for just once- and still I knew- no "because" in my heart- no truths, only “why”s- sometimes I believe your eyes must be blue.
And sometimes I believe that it just can’t be true that all love I feel and all warmth are just lies. Rather I believe that I’ll always love you.
I would like to hug you, just don’t know how to, too long I have lived caged until my demise Sometimes I believe your eyes must be blue- rather I believe that I’ll always love you.
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Post by griseldalafey on Dec 26, 2004 16:59:43 GMT -5
Now if only Albus read this. Beautiful poem, very Minerva.
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Post by Dewey on Dec 27, 2004 15:34:46 GMT -5
This is such a beautiful poem. Great job, Lies. I absolutely adore it. . . . ahhhhh, blue.
-Kathy
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Post by KayleeTonksLupin on Jan 31, 2005 21:42:16 GMT -5
Ooh! Very good villanelle! Did ma grand-mere learn the structure from me? As always, extremely good and very AD/MM.
-Kaylee
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Post by snowcat on Jun 4, 2005 5:31:34 GMT -5
very Tabby and very AD/MM.... thank you for sharing and I like blue.
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Post by kate on Aug 29, 2005 10:21:32 GMT -5
This is so sweet....love it so much! Thank you for writing and sharing it!
~*~ Kate
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