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The following poem is written by and owned by Red Hope. Please do not burrow
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Thank you.


Figure Eight

don't let it take you down
its just a short period
in a world that means breathe
where we will continue in the next
yes, you are not perfect physically
maybe your mind has a few corks
i don't love you any less
i love you more instead
they're the things i grow to adore
but what can you expect with a life
its just a life
one of many we will travel together
tomorrow we could be cats
on the prowl for one another
i won't mind nor lag behind
i'll follow you through this one
i did in the last one
and i'll continue to do so
because your soul is so perfect
fitting us together
may i express my love for you
in an eternity of lives
speaking the time's passionate words
or through the touches i can do
the feelings i can set on fire in you
so don't get discouraged this time around
because this today will be yesterday
when we'll start this game again
for we do cycle with the seasons
yet the mere word, love, has never contained
all that i see you as
but all i can compose in a tiny language
to tell you what you mean to me is;
I love you.

Red Hope
January 16, 2003