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The only poem I managed to learn in french as a child. And Yet I still remember it (with a little modification at the end) :)
your intoxicating lips are inviting me.. my wounded heart will not heal with out your passionate kisses.. with out holding hands.. with out yearn with longing.. with out sweet kisses and soft touching.... how we know the power of lo
~ Your name here << ~,, ~,, ~The evening's topic is magic ~please not to confuse ~card tricks and the like ~these; illusionists perform ~No. Tonight a gentler magic ~,, ~Magic: ~A crow calls across the meadow ~distorted slightly by the b
yearning for the love of my life!
What i still believe is out there.
Men may relate,women will hate/
If I ever meet the right one!
When loves appear in u life, You know this from eyes, Because eyes read u heart You feel butterflies, Dancing in u stummy You feel an elation. When loves appear to u All was hard before Now is so easy, And sun shines for you And only for u
Wishing that i'll find Mr.Right
Thought of this while taking a shower this evening. Had to jump out the shower quick to get it all down. It's my first serious attempt at poetry, other than silly limericks or ditties.
my sweet heart i love only you
You had to of seen them.
The rain echoes back into itself, quiet descent and slow waning is the incredible lingering rain. The sun rises heavenly over hills- a sunset at sea conceived early; already signs of blazing rapture. The you I see is beautiful-- in fla
Look at me, I do want to be here. Talk to me, and hear the crackling of my fear. Touch me, feel my hand shake. hold me, and sense my body quake. kiss me, set my world on fire. Love me, and fulfil my desire
When it comes to getting it on. Women are just like men.
...It was one of those parties with red silk-lined windows and blonde people draped all over the furniture. Someone called my name. "Sherman," they said. It wasn't my name, but I'm used to that by now of course. It was Wanda. She had fangs
When an autumn leaf falls, it has been through many storms. but it falls for you so that you can enjoy the spring. fear not, today is another day, as yesterday has already been and gone. for i am your autumn leaf and i have fallen for you
He and She are sitting on the sofa in her apartment. He slides a little closer, draping his arm around her shoulders. She turns to say something, He does too. Their eyes meet and there is a moment of insight, Both realizing what is about to happ
"your scented breath of air, your inner innocence you share" Our lips so close to each others, we long to kiss but neither of us will dare... "Your quivering lips so red and pure, I feel myself weaken, your taste I long to share, of that I am
I had lost my way in the darkened night, You found me alone, you shone your light, I had lost hope, I couldn't see, You showed me the way, how it could be, You took my hand and lead me on, You showed me whats right, you showed me whats wro
I wrote this poem when I was in 9th grade and revised it only once. I wrote this poem for someone special who left me before I could give it to her.
She falls lovely to my naked bed, silk below my shadow- silhouette companion traveling across these walls. She sings lovely from her lips- rings the moon with splendor like a silvery haze winding down waterfalls. Sh
I remember from somewhere the phraze "Make it new". Even I can't retell the same story twice to the same person whose alreadry heard the same story once. Your never to old to hang out at the library Especially if you've wrapped your car
For months we have been emailing and talking on the phone, but it is no longer enough so we are planning to meet in just a little while. We are both caught up in the excitement and are anxiously marking the days off. We need to meet as sleep is eluding both of us and to be over 800 kms apart is no longer an option.
This is the follow-up to my poem 'Longing for you'. We have met and it is beautiful and we are planning a life together. To Redex thank you for your comment, yes it was simply magic - 2 Scorps together you can only imagine. Cloud 9 has nothing on this !!! And they say "old" people shouldn't be looking for romance - don't they realise we wrote the book.
It's about a lady longing for the right love!
I'm sitting at the library, poring over this website. I look at "Who's Viewed Me", and "Who Liked My Picture". I ask myself, "Is this how the rest of the singles in the world spend their Saturday afternoons?" I love to write poems off the cuff. This is my first semi-romantic poem. If anybody out there has a (clean) FUNNY POEM request, lay it on me. Or if my Juliet has a romantic request, grab the Kleenex:)
Short but sweet, We'll try that.
tonight ima becme Superman til my last breath i'll be your side lyk a shadow so tak my hand my darling angel n we'll blast through tha glass dance up in tha moonlight n stars cuz all i wann do is stare in those pretty eyes guys may bring yo
To her... my writing is scripture, my speech is epiphany, my music is the sound that our souls dream of when they sleep... To her... my eyes are crystal balls foreshadowing the future of the world, my lips are the eyelid of the sun, my ears are black
more moments....
this is about passion,desire,want,and need. something my life is without for the time being.
The sweet thought of your lovely face brings a smile,time spent with you is so worthwhile,your love takes me on a super high its as if i can fly,when you touch me my emotions run free. you are my shiny star the apple of my eye i wanna love you 4 life
purple and blue together they live happy ever after in this life then one day blue asked purple to mary him they had two beautiful kids they love life live life as happy as a family could forever and ever and ever i love you purple from blue
Yes, I selected Romance. Nothing is more romantic than sweet, tender, and exceptionally painful memories of romance. It's luscious, heady, dreamy. It makes me bite my nails, makes me furtive and mistrusting... there is something so terrific about all forms of love, even the end.
Sol is short for the Spirit of Love.
For all the romanics out there.
i love the rain it's nice to enjoy it with that special someone ain't that something .
Lovers Night A special dinner, That's what he set out to do. To show her how special she was, To show her his love was true. A candle light dinner, He made for them to eat. Looking deep into her eyes, Their souls did meet. After they
Just a bit of light entertainment
Ahhh..Romance..Ain't it grand?
I wasn't able to forgive so my love was lost
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