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I have looked in the corners
\nOf many chatrooms
\nBrimming with chattering peoples
\nSaying nothing
\nNight and day
\nMy heart is heavy
\nSinged with ambers
\nOf glowing red-hot love
\nUnfulfilled deep desires
\nNothing will squelch them
\nTrish how can I kiss
\nYour feet
\nThe very ground you saunter on
\nTrish I miss your laugh
\nThe forlon cry of a lonely man<\/p>\n
I have gone to all corners
\nOf many chatrooms
\nDesperately looking and hoping
\nTo get even just a glimpse of you
\nLooking for your smile
\nOh, the pain of missing you
\nI knew you when the tree
\nOutside my window
\nHad leaves of golden amber
\nThen they all fell off one day
\nThe snow is all gone
\nThe spring bright flowers
\nOf a thousand beautiful colors
\nBirds singing lovely melodies
\nPrecious, how can I can I kiss
\nYour feet
\nThe very ground
\nYou tread on
\nTrish I miss you so much
\nThe forlon cry of a lonely man
\nHas anyone seen Trish?<\/p>\n
My heart sings
\nSongs of joy
\nSince I met you
\nGoddess of newtownards
\nThe sun shines brighter
\nThe world is a kinder place
\nThe mind is strong
\nLife has meaning
\nSince I met you the
\nI yearn so much to be with you
\nTo touch you
\nTo hold you
\nTo laugh with you
\nThe future has meaning
\nSince I met you
\nThe Goddess of Newtownards<\/p>\n
The tears of joy
\nGlaze my weary eyes
\nCracking a sweet smile of gratitude
\nWhen I think of you
\nHow life can be
\nSo sweet but so cruel
\nBeen deathly lovesick
\nSince I met you
\nThe Goddess of Newtownards<\/p>\n
You have given me life
\nStrength to wake up in the morning
\nFor another day
\nStrength to appreciate
\nThe secret joy of life
\nSince I met you
\nThe Goddess of newtownards<\/p>\n
Deep down in your heart
\nThere is a burning flickering candle
\nThat is love
\nProtect it fiercely from
\nThe violent winds of hate
\nProtect it fiercely from the
\nViolent rapture of jealousy
\nProtect It fiecelyr from the seductive
\nDesire for material possessions
\nProtect it fiercely from the
\nDestructive storms of anger
\nSince I met you
\nThe Goddess of Newtownards<\/p>\n
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The rainy cloudy Saturday
\nWas made in heaven
\nTo quench the long
\nYearnings of lovers<\/p>\n
The soft pelting sound
\nOf rain drops on the roof
\nDraws lovers closer
\nUnder the warm blankets
\nWater drips meandering down
\nOn the misty window glass<\/p>\n
Howling, smooching and swishing
\nSounds of a kind rumble
\nThunderstorm of soft rain
\nSoothe the turbulent souls
\nOf lovers
\nEach in their thoughts
\nThis moment should never end<\/p>\n
The hot taste of tea
\nThe hot taste of coffee
\nThe hot taste of chocolate
\nWarms the body and soul
\nThe gaze into
\nEach other’s eyes
\nMelts into smile
\nOf twinkling eyes
\nDrawing the magnetic
\nFrench kiss
\nBodies unite in a primordial
\nDesire for symbiosis
\nEcstasy and bliss follows
\nOh! how lovers
\nWould do anything
\nFor a rainy cloudy Saturday<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The Forlon Cry I have looked in the corners Of many chatrooms Brimming with chattering peoples Saying nothing Night and day My heart is heavy Singed with ambers Of glowing red-hot love Unfulfilled deep desires Nothing will squelch them Trish … Continued<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":27,"featured_media":0,"parent":172,"menu_order":6,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-199","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.bridgewater.edu\/mtembo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/199","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.bridgewater.edu\/mtembo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.bridgewater.edu\/mtembo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.bridgewater.edu\/mtembo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/27"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.bridgewater.edu\/mtembo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=199"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/wp.bridgewater.edu\/mtembo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/199\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":202,"href":"https:\/\/wp.bridgewater.edu\/mtembo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/199\/revisions\/202"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.bridgewater.edu\/mtembo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/172"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.bridgewater.edu\/mtembo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=199"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}