Floating Leaf (
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08:50 pm
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right behind the glass door of my polite withdrawal
you're dying for another woman
I'm standing nearby, watching
carefully wiping my tears away
so their salt wouldn't reach
your wounded heart
winter 1998/99
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ptychu.livejournal.com
2007-08-21 08:31 am (UTC)
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Hmmm. Do I know the story behind it? I'm sorry if yes... That's beautiful. I wonder how it sounds in our mother tongue.
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eliriel1.livejournal.com
2007-08-21 09:53 pm (UTC)
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This us BEAUTIFUL.
Take care...
breathe...
Huggles,
Liri
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floatingleaf.livejournal.com
2007-08-22 01:34 am (UTC)
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Do I know the story behind it?
Of course you do. You know the stories behind all my poems.:)
I wonder how it sounds in our mother tongue.
I will email you the original version.
Btw, I just got your postcard from Egypt. Thanks! :)
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floatingleaf.livejournal.com
2007-08-22 01:36 am (UTC)
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Thank you so much. As you can see, it is a very old poem, so don't you worry about me...;)
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ptychu.livejournal.com
2007-08-28 12:14 pm (UTC)
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So where's the poem? Can't wait! :o)
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floatingleaf.livejournal.com
2007-08-29 03:20 am (UTC)
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Soon. Patience, please.;D
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Take care...
breathe...
Huggles,
Liri
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Of course you do. You know the stories behind all my poems.:)
I wonder how it sounds in our mother tongue.
I will email you the original version.
Btw, I just got your postcard from Egypt. Thanks! :)
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