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by andrew Dec 18, 2007 category : Fun, humor / relationships
You touch my hand and look at me. There is a message in your eyes Which makes me fidget nervously Although it does not much surprise. If I had any sense I'd flee, Make some excuses, tell you lies, Suggest that I could never be Party to such an enterprise, Say that I have a chap to see Or might well linger otherwise, Offer the more pathetic plea That my poor health disqualifies... I look at you. I feel your touch. My conscience pricks but not too much.
by Victoria
Wonderful
by Cassie
Wow that is an inspirational poem
by homebound
Thats awesome! great job
by Anisa
Ace! thts lovely! Keep it up! well put!