Author: Pamela O'Brien
Is it wrong that I think of them often?
One holds my heart,
The other- my mind,
And the third- my deepest desires.
I can't help but wonder when my spirit will finally tire..
Is it dishonest to want them all?
Share with one my love,
The other- my wit,
And the third- the body bliss.
I can't help but wonder if there's a reason for all of this.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|luc (188.8.131.52) -- Sunday, October 13 2002, 07:38 am|
sounds to me like a love triangle. though i could be wrong. also for some odd reason sounds like family. either way some enigma you have there. my say is yeah share the way you say it. if they dont appreiciate it then they dont belong to you. that goes for family as well. er im probly totally wrong.. so uhh you can just ignore this post.
|smiley (184.108.40.206) -- Sunday, October 13 2002, 01:49 pm|
LOVE IS AS LOVE IS SO YOU KNOW YOU HIT THE NAIL ON THE HEAD AND MORE I WOULD HAVE SAID_oops! becky a boo-boo but pam is also someome i write fer and keep her words in my heart
|Pamela (220.127.116.11) -- Sunday, October 13 2002, 04:07 pm|
Thats an awfully nice thing to say Smiley, I am interested as to who you are? I am not familiar with that screename..... And Luc, interesting interpretation to say the least - but its actually about three different guys I know. The one who has my heart is my ex-boyfriend, the one who has my mind is a good friend, and the one who has my deepest desires is a co-worker that I am fatally attracted to! He is also the one that "Passion Games" and "Undeniable Attraction" were written for. I'm anxious to know how you figured it was family?
|Luc (18.104.22.168) -- Friday, October 25 2002, 04:45 am|
family, well i sorta mixed it up with ma life in a sence, my mother has my heart with my undiying love for her. my grandma has my mind for i keep on thinking about her that death is just around the corner for her and such. body bliss no one has that(thank god) though its not like a triangle thingy just sorta all things occupoied. think i explained it right. so yeah thats sorta like how i came up with the family thing, that was kinda like the first that poped up in my mind. so uh yeah.
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