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Soul Seism Printable Version PRINTABLE VERSION
by Alligator, Egypt Jul 20, 2004
  Poetry

  

I feel my heart quaking,
When I hear your voice
I hear the wind whistling,
When I hear your voice,
I see the sunset blazing,
When I hear your voice,
It’s my heart beating, beating; longing for the day we meet.
I feel my soul thunderstorm,
When I hear your voice.
I feel my body is trembling,
When I hear your voice.
It’s my heart knocking, knocking; longing for the day he could touch yours.
Saying to me I love you, make me lightning and going more into the tempest,
Saying to me you I miss me, make me thundering, screaming, it’s too much sentience!
It’s my veins bumping, bumping; longing for your body to materialize.
My mind try hardly to describe the way I feel; but this is way beyond!
Beating, beating!!
Knocking, knocking!!
Bumping, bumping!!
Quivering, Quivering!!
Thundering! Screaming! I am in too much love.





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To me, writing poems is like when I need to scream and get everything out of me!
It's food for my soul!
It's like the crying of a child asking for his toy!
It's like the most beautiful view on earth!

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