Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Final Fantasy Steals Women

Love is like a burning fire!
It blazes and blisters all that come near.
But without its hot light
We are but cold huddled forms.
And the flames dance so pretty,
When this love lights up your face.

10 Comments:

Blogger Sugar said...

aha..but play with fire and we get burnt...catch 22 this 'Love' thing!
Damn..can't live with it, can't breath without it!

November 23, 2005 at 4:48 AM  
Blogger CowGirl said...

I think I said this before, love sucks! LOL

I think I say that because I long for it. I guess love can be very special with the right person.

Rock on Rex! :)

November 23, 2005 at 7:51 AM  
Blogger Lindsey said...

Ahhhhh...very nice! I love this poem.

November 23, 2005 at 7:47 PM  
Blogger Johnny B. Good said...

Linny

i havent been burned lately




Sorry Rex
i cudnt resist propositioning

November 23, 2005 at 11:13 PM  
Blogger Marissa said...

love this!!

November 24, 2005 at 12:12 AM  
Anonymous Sebia said...

I liked ur writing...thr is kind of stoicism in it which makes it even more astounding

November 25, 2005 at 8:18 AM  
Blogger Alice: In Wonderland or Not said...

Indeed.

November 27, 2005 at 12:55 AM  
Blogger DeeM said...

Simple and awesome.
Rock on!

November 28, 2005 at 8:23 PM  
Blogger Lorena said...

i like this point of view.
beautiful poem Rex.

November 29, 2005 at 6:58 PM  
Blogger CowGirl said...

Rexy baby, where've you been???

Rock on!

December 9, 2005 at 6:37 AM  

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