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Sat, 27 Sep 2003 12:38:21 GMT

The bitter air is freezing as it tingles against my skin.
I'm thinking about the next time I'll get to hold you again...
My clothes are dry and uncomfortable as I ready for the day,
nothing compares to the warmth that you sink straight into me.

It was too cold here last night without you in my bed.
My blankets turned to flowing sheets of ice without you here.
Everytime I would pull them closely and tightly
I knew the night was torture without you next to me.

My prime motivation to get up and face the day
is that later on I'll see your smile to warm and comfort me.
To know that any bad day can be fixed by you alone,
is hope for me to continue striving on and moving strong.

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(c) 2003 Emily Rose Morris
Koneko Productions

Groggy PMS... :P

Sat, 27 Sep 2003 03:57:55 GMT

Please don't say I'm useless,
it hurts more than you know.
To hear those words echo in my mind
Is like a lethal dose
Of something that stings dreadfully
Like acid, burning through
It burns my heart so hurtfully
When I hear those words from you.

I love you more than life itself
Please think before you speak
To the world around me, I am strong
But around you I am weak.
I'm open like the sky, to you
And vulnerable as new life...
I'd do anything and everything for you
Don't cause me pain and strife.

Don't worry that it's incessant,
because honestly it's not.
You're so terribly amazing...
Much more often than not.
But it's those itty bitty things
that sting me like a bee...
A million bees can kill a man...
I don't want that to be me.

I cherish you, and adore you
And you mean the world to me.
So please think before you say those things,
because it's hurting me.

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(c) 2003 Emily Rose Morris
Koneko Productions

The ocean stands, but the world crashes down.

Wed, 24 Sep 2003 17:37:20 GMT

Are you afraid of walking this path with me?
Hand in hand we walk so carelessly
Our eyes are drawn to what we see ahead
In the past we leave lies and regret.
Being lost was like a plague to me
It enveloped and devoured me
I've found my way through you and now I'm free
Without you my life would cease to be

Was there ever any doubt
residing in your mind?
You said you could find tomorrow
by looking in my eyes.
But when tomorrow comes too soon...
You're not ready to resign
from the world you've always known...
from the world you left behind.

Every footprint seems to tell a tale
Stories of emptiness, and of betrayal
Patterns of partners slowly drifting away
Each set of footprints grows farther and farther away
We only wonder why they separate
Attraction turns to disgust, love molds into hate
What are the reasons that feed this disease
How can true love dissipate so easily

Was there ever any doubt
residing in your mind?
You said you could find tomorrow
by looking in my eyes.
But when tomorrow comes too soon...
You're not ready to resign
from the world you've always known...
from the world you left behind.

I hope to whatever Creator created us two
that you do not lose the love for me that I hold for you.
When love around us crumbles, relationships tumble so quickly...
I can only cling to you and pray that not to be.

Was there ever any doubt
residing in your mind?
You said you could find tomorrow
by looking in my eyes.
But when tomorrow comes too soon...
You're not ready to resign
from the world you've always known...
from the world you left behind.

Was there ever any doubt
residing in your mind?
You said you could find tomorrow
by looking in my eyes.

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(C) 2003 Emily Rose Morris
Koneko Productions

Death by Phone Surveys

Thu, 18 Sep 2003 03:30:44 GMT

Tasks that await my presence are beginning to collect dust.
The hours ahead of me glare mercilessly, although the evening promises smiles.
I dare not drag myself from bed, even though I know I must...
I have yet an inch to step, but the distance seems like miles.

When will I depart from this struggle,
to see the fruits of my labor and what's meant to be?
I watch how they glow on MTV
and more and more I wish it was me.
I'm working, inspired, I'm so motivated
but when will I see something come from it?
I'll keep going and working an striving for perfection.
But I'm aching to achieve.
I can do what they do, and with some I can do better.
But in this house, in this home, am I getting anywhere?
So far away I seem... from accomplishing my dreams,
but all I can do is work, and hope that I'm doing the right thing.

I want to scream, "Success!"
But my voice has up and left me.

Midnight Poetry

Thu, 18 Sep 2003 02:54:15 GMT

Sleep evades me
as if it were a shadow, and I was the sun.
It taunts me every time I come near,
but disappears quickly when I get too close.

I wish I could catch it in my hands,
and hold it and tie it securely as well.
And call it to me whenever I'd like,
instead of dealing with this hell.

Where sleep and thoughts of rest once were,
thoughts of you reside there.
I cannot tame sleep and I cannot find you.
So I won't have either.

If I could toss a coin
Sleep would be heads, and you would be tails
The coin would tell me what I could have tonight...
A fifty-fifty chance isn't bad at all.

The coin would undoubtedly land on it's end
And balance effortlessly...
to knock it down would require inhuman strength
Too heavy to budge for little old me.

Where sleep and thoughts of rest once were,
thoughts of you reside there.
I cannot tame sleep and I cannot find you.
So I won't have either.

The sandman seems to have fallen asleep
without fulfilling his duties.
You're in your bed, too far away
to come and settle close to me.

The ceiling is only so interesting
when you stare for as long as I...
In the darkness I see nothing
and time is barely crawling by.

Where sleep and thoughts of rest once were,
thoughts of you reside there.
I cannot tame sleep and I cannot find you.
I wish I could have one or the other.

I hate to toss and turn
I'm wary from the day before, and the day ahead...
Perhaps tomorrow night I'll sleep sound
but only if you are in my bed.

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(c) 2003 Emily Rose Morris
Koneko Productions

Take Me Down

Thu, 18 Sep 2003 01:18:51 GMT

I feel your energy flow like a tidal wave,
rushing against my skin.
I'm itching for your touch
so that I may be scratched again.
Come closer, love, allure me
with your smooth, intriguing ways...
My fingers buzz, alive
with something I cannot explain.

Take me down into your arms,
I fall so willingly.
Take me down, into your ocean blue...
So I may swim within your sea.
I'm floating high and drifting slow,
and hoping time won't fly.
I'm praying you will never go
and never leave my side.

I have a vivid understanding
of the love you're shining bright.
The moon and stars, they don't compare
to your radiating light.
The warmth you've shown me penetrates,
heat burning like the sun...
And through this fiery passion,
I know you're the only one.

Take me down into your arms,
I fall so willingly.
Take me down, into your ocean blue...
So I may swim within your sea.
I'm floating high and drifting slow,
and hoping time won't fly.
I'm praying you will never go
and never leave my side.

How could you ignite a fire
extinguising everything but desire...
encompassing my entire being?
Divinely diving weightlessly
into the arms that set me free...
Take me down with you into your sea.

Take me down into your arms,
I fall so willingly.
Take me down, into your ocean blue...
So I may swim within your sea.
I'm floating high and drifting slow,
and hoping time won't fly.
I'm praying you will never go
and never leave my side.

__________________________________________
(c) 2003 Emily Rose Morris
Koneko Productions