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![]() It takes a while to know who is there Being caressed by someone you like Doesn't mean you want to stay all night The many faces people do share Makes it difficult to find one that cares Over and over it goes in your mind How can you tell which love is fine Sometimes it's true you hear people say " I got married for life and it lasted just a day " Now when you find someone who is true The spirit quickly improves and away goes the blues Never ever let people say " Life is all over when love goes away " It happens you know, when least expected That the power of one changes all rejection. © 11/29/98 TOP One quick breath caught in the heartbeat of chance Their eyes meet She blushes and turns away Holding onto romance for another day © 12/00 I have his chin It was fated from the time when Heard in dreams The cries of pain Are no longer there But they're all the same With no feeling of being Invisible are we Absence of sound Nothing to see The cries are loud The pain is real A condition of life Waiting to heal Dare we call you father It is nothing but a word A word that is whispered Ashamed to be heard ~ Amanda Moon ~ © 1/01 Looking for change Australia is so different From the land I came The world I learned is a wild place Searching for self within my dreams Discovering life is not what it seems How will I cope when returning home ? Japan is so different From the land in which I roam.. ~ Hiroko Shirai ~ © 1/01 Roses are red Violets are blue I'm sure you're heard this saying I know it's true I Know this saying is true Just like my heart Longs for you And even though the distance is great Our love will never part So as I sit here writing this I wonder does he believe its true If roses are red And violets blue Will he let me know If he really likes it... ~ Dena ~ © 1/01 WILD FLOWER Promiscuous and compliant is what she would be A wild flower Fulfilling men's fantasies Meeting their needs The sweet self she deceives Deceived into believing she's something more Something more than what he calls whore For what then when youth and beauty flee What then remains to see? But a lonely woman's image looking back at me © 1/01 ![]() All rights reserved. Written permission is required to use/and or copy his work. Web site and graphics designed by ~DesertBreeze~ WebDesign |