My Teacher
Passion
Unrelenting......fulfilling.......
It happened
It wasnt supposed to
but it did
An experience I will never regret
tho I had to give it up
but unbridled
raw love
two hearts
two souls
became one
Our Love
so strong
And
the woman I didnt know
you taught me to know
your slow caring ways
the summer days
and
like the song
If this is wrong
I dont want to be right
thankyou my teacher
thankyou.
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Merry Christmas | 0 | 12/21/2009 |
| Im a Dancer | 0 | 12/11/2009 |
| Im....my...ow n...friend |
0 | 11/20/2009 |
| An Addiction | 1 | 11/17/2009 |
| My family | 0 | 11/09/2009 |
| Gotta get some | 0 | 10/28/2009 |
| Reconnect Me | 1 | 10/17/2009 |
| Love is the greatest | 1 | 10/10/2009 |
| Self Pity | 0 | 10/06/2009 |
| I Know Now | 0 | 10/06/2009 |
| My Teacher | 0 | 09/26/2009 |
| Gods got your name | 0 | 09/23/2009 |
| Dance....Like youve never danced before | 0 | 09/02/2009 |
| My childhood friend | 0 | 09/01/2009 |
| The Willow | 0 | 09/01/2009 |
| I call that Love | 0 | 08/28/2009 |
| Its been awhile | 2 | 07/05/2009 |
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