the force
finding it's path
through my inner world
slowly entering my body
collecting energy..
building up strenght...
as it pushes and pushes unward..
to a higher level
..wanting to manifest
in the outer world
no way of stopping it
as it takes over my entire being
..and I surrender..
and give in to that mighty force..
that now, rolls down my cheek..
-miss you-
lots
through my inner world
slowly entering my body
collecting energy..
building up strenght...
as it pushes and pushes unward..
to a higher level
..wanting to manifest
in the outer world
no way of stopping it
as it takes over my entire being
..and I surrender..
and give in to that mighty force..
that now, rolls down my cheek..
-miss you-
lots
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Raar mie: | Maandag, juli 29, 2002 12:32 |
| may the force be with you not hurt you veel sterkte mo mooi gedichtje |
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| charly: | Zaterdag, juli 27, 2002 21:34 |
| Lees normaal niets Engels, maar heb een uitzondering voor je gemaakt, en dat valt mee, graag gelezen, missen is een trut nietwaar? |
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| waterval: | Zaterdag, juli 27, 2002 20:49 |
| héél droevig....maar mooi geschreven..... | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: monique-B | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 27 juli 2002 | ||
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