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Home is not four walls.It is where your heartAnd soul resides. This is whereI call home. My heart and soulIs held captiveBy one andOnly one Where all is possibleIf only the heartWill receiveThe giftsGiven But the captive heart and soulAwaits an eternity just for aGlimpse of acknowledgementA hint of love so tenderThe fire inside ignites. The fire, the passionKnown only a fewTimes but lastAn eternity But the longing to knowIt again the touch ofYour hand your lipsIn tender caress But await to beTaken on theJourney ofEcstasyAgain.
— Electric Blue, Jan 24, 2009

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Race_9togo

Race_9togo

17 years 4 months ago

Like this one very much

Plaintive, poignant and at the same time joyful. The image of tender love igniting passion is great. 6th stanza...by the time I got here I could already see both the lover's hands, but I read of only one. Plural, perhaps? Respectfully, Jim "Laws and rules don't kill freedom: narrow-minded intolerance does" : Race
Electric Blue

Electric Blue

17 years 4 months ago

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Race Thank you for your comment. Feeling low but memories haunt me so the essense of my love still lingers The longing of this aching heart to dream dreams to recall the memories always last never ever to fall. Electricblue