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By ~Harem~ Date: 2001 Jun 26 Comment on this Work [[2001.06.26.10.05.15849]] |
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Oh - fantasy poet Object of my dreams Are you real, can you steal my heart Your words fascinate me Deeply penetrate me Keep me floating on your current An invisible river of thoughts Fingers can never touch Hands can never grasp You glide, deep inside of me I fell in love with the things you said Went right to my head not meant for me But once, I thought they did Oh fantasy poet For what now, should I live What would I give for you........ ~ |