From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #326 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Monday, November 15 1999 Volume 02 : Number 326 * If you ever wish to unsubscribe, send an email to * eda-thoughts-digest-request@smoe.org with ONLY * the word unsubscribe in the body of the email * . * PLEASE :) when you reply to this digest to send a post TO the list, * change the subject to reflect what your post is about. A subject * of Re: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: recycling an old chantal-inspired love letter into a new release [shi] ET: falling in love with an astronaut [shivergirl ] ET: Love poem [Seth Fulmer ] ET: I'd rather die(poem) [Seth Fulmer ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sun, 14 Nov 1999 16:42:48 -0500 From: shivergirl Subject: ET: recycling an old chantal-inspired love letter into a new release (somehow, today, i'm feeling like i've gotten through another test. thank you, ian. for originally inspiring the werds below and letting me go...give them to someone worthier..hope this is enough of a pseudo-explanation to you who asked for it...the person may change, but the love stays the same) ***** i don't want to be jaded i want you to be beautiful who would i be in the cinderella story are you prince charming from another era back in time i called you forth you heard my prayer god's compensation for pain ##### i want a clean body hair devoid of grease hands scrubbed raw your scent needs the woods musk awakens my desires a man's neck the forearm the biggest turn-on ever covered in dark hair visible veins strength i need what does bethlehem look like from afar are all young men perverted why does that predispose them to suicide swear on my mother's grave but she doesn't have one yet i embrace you the sun the grey skies red hair faeries necklaces and soul-music ^^^^^ don't go don't leave yet stay stray away your energies jump all over my body they trample green gatorade keep going far sometimes i cannot walk beside always behind trailing like periods and afterthoughts mercy me you show taking my hand letting me squeeze just one finger til it breaks maybe then i'll let go &&&&& a hot-air balloon the fire i love contained under one roof not the sky close to heaven hope the angels don't get burned the basket we stand in no cotton candy just ice cream i want to throw a cookie-dough blanket on the earth black with white specks like the sky at night the only time you can see its freckles %%%%% the eye in my mind travels it flows to the left i can go into different rooms some doors are open the signs say LOVE PAST HURT there are books of memories i don't remember having written them they are dusty how come nobody checks them out i take the elevator to the top floor which is in the basement the room i want is locked no key my fists pound i look through the window it is misty the glow makes me wanna cry the sign says SELF &&&&& dead flowers don't smell as pretty as they're supposed to leaves are odourless they age better they make good bookmarks i'm always surprised to find these reminders of fall the autumn of my beauty here ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 14 Nov 1999 17:06:06 -0500 From: shivergirl Subject: ET: falling in love with an astronaut (he doesn't work for nasa :) ~ i would write an ode to you i could compare you to green apples but i've never seen you eat one i just started liking toast and jam but a fire the size of your hand as it engulfs mine a simple grey shirt these are what makes me want to follow you your gold heart isn't silver second or tacky bronze i can't buy it at the local pawn shop precious priceless i picked it for my own i want to eat holy communion at the same altar with you ~ can we live in a world of rain for a whole week i promise i'll be good i won't bring open umbrellas in the house could we sit outside for hours just getting clean lying white and naked the green grass our bed the pelting rain drops all the tears i'll never shed ~ apartment 3a our new home you'll have to carry me over the threshhold for good luck otherwise i'll never have your babies ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 14 Nov 1999 23:04:19 -0500 (EST) From: Seth Fulmer Subject: ET: Love poem Okey peoples, as some of you know(or maybe don't), I like this girl Amanda(Sorry Mandy...Yes I like you and you're sweet and all but this is a girl up here...*no offense*). It's sorta a long story(if you want the whole thing, just ask me privately). Well, like...after today's long day I called my mommy and daddy(hehe :)) but they didn't have too good of news for me. This is not exactly my good psychological state, but I'm dealing. This is the poem I made while I was still "in love". Nicole, you can use this in Section 8 if you wish :o) Take care and Have a Great Day everybody! :o) -Seth ======================================================== God I do love her by Seth D. Fulmer 11-14-99 God I do love her She's an angel from heaven Beauty is her name on Earth My heart beats for her every second of every day and every minute of every night My dreams exist for her alone She is my queen incarnate Leadership and Service are her best trademarks and friendship is her middle name. God I do love her I see her and sigh and faint from the beauty of her great aura Nothing I could do could ever do her justice I bow in her great presence of honor. ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 14 Nov 1999 23:28:03 -0500 (EST) From: Seth Fulmer Subject: ET: I'd rather die(poem) Here's a 2nd poem I wrote today...*sigh* Nothing really changed...just going through an emotional crisis like normal :) hehe :) Take care and Have a Great Day! :o) -Seth ============================================================ I'd rather die by Seth D. Fulmer 11-14-99 I'd rather die than live another day knowing that you don't love me To see you smile, to see you wink To feel your love run through me missing my heart by a dozen miles give or take a few continents I'd sail a navy or a single ship if only it would get you to love me Angels have whispered prophecies to me You are the queen of my life For eternity never could last quite so long as when I try harder than God I scream from my bed as I wake up alone after dreaming of you dancing with me alone on the dance floor we soar to the waltz or run graceful through fields of daisies ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V2 #326 **********************************