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A damsel in distress is just,
A female friend in need.
I shouldn't but I felt I must,
Mount up my trusty steed.

I'd only met her once before,
We'd chatted and we'd talked.
Of course I wanted something more,
But that move had been balked.

Seems she'd been in an accident,
Her foot needed repair,
So to the hospital she went,
To seek a surgeon's care.

The scalpel and the needles too,
Had left her in such pain.
That it would be a month or two,
Ere she could walk again.

Her roommate and her teenaged son,
Had been no help at all.
Clean dishes they had left her none,
Cat litter in the hall.

So armed with lunch for two I went,
To lend a helping hand.
Don't mind the hours that I spent,
They're merely grains of sand.

With dishes done I warmed our meal,
We ate it, ev'ry bite.
She said my cooking was ideal,
My pride was shining bright.

The hallway too, we tackled then,
It was an awful mess.
I didn't mind, I'd do again,
To help to ease her stress.

I'm hoping her recovery,
Will be complete and swift.
She said next time she'll come to me,
That gave me quite a lift.

So now I wait for her to call,
To say she's coming here.
I'm hoping in my bed she'll fall,
A thought I hold so dear.

My rusting armor has its flaws,
My motives so impure.
That gratitude may give her cause,
My lonliness to cure.

Knocking on your back door,
The one you've waited for.
The man who'll come and stay,
And love you in this way.

I am the one indeed,
To satisfy this need.
While some may call it sin,
This is a place I've been.

Though sun may never shine,
I'll worship at this shrine.
Until you come with me,
Through where no one can see.

A daring journey, true,
But one I'll share with you,
To find out what's in store,
Inside of your back door.

paint my world, with your colors of need
i am the canvas on which you can heed
I’ll close my eyes as you u paint , so soft with your brush
i moan , u put a finger to my mouth, a kiss as u tell me to hush
kissing me gently, so soft i might just fade away
hearing you whisper in my ear continue your art , ill stay
kisses down my spine, you are putting me in a place never known
painting me beautiful, with every kiss and stoke I’m shown
that there is a peace,,,, a love … don’t go
show me you again, bring back the colors in my life, paint me .. let your love show

-CW poetic_justice

As the moon casts its shadow on fate
This twilight dims my expectations
And as the daring sun, approaches
The mirror reveals that this is not my reflection
I've grown into someone I fear
My past must suddenly be revealed
And as I wear this cloak of shame
I realize suddenly just how I feel

I want to dive into oblivion
Want to wash my mouth of disgust
And if I had wings I'd fly
Into the times of just us

So don't let your memories fade
For mine are carved in stone
And I know your heart is as easily broken
As the face of a porcelain doll

Is it too late to be forgiven
Can I cast these daggers from my eyes
It feels that I'm headed on a path of destruction
And the only thing left to do is die
With all these tears I've formed an ocean
And was washed ashore by the tital wave
And with your fear I've been stranded
But with your love I could be saved

I want to dive into oblivion
Want to wash my mouth of disgust
And if I had wings I'd fly
Into the times of just us

So don't let your memories fade
For mine are carved in stone
And I know your heart is as easily broken
As the face of a porcelain doll

Porque eu sei que é amor
Eu não peço nada em troca
Porque eu sei que é amor
Eu não peço nenhuma prova

Mesmo que você não esteja aqui
O amor está aqui
Agora
Mesmo que você tenha que partir
O amor não há de ir
Embora

Eu sei que é pra sempre
Enquanto durar
E eu peço somente
O que eu puder dar

Porque eu sei que é amor
Sei que cada palavra importa
Porque eu sei que é amor
Sei que só há uma resposta

Mesmo sem porquê eu te trago aqui
O amor está aqui
Comigo
Mesmo sem porquê eu te levo assim
O amor está em mim
Mais vivo

Porque eu sei que é amor

we search for caring
and loves more caring
we need sharing
but fails,more to share
caring and sharing is the true love
anyone wish to share more
he can care more
then he should be cared and shared more...
but it is not easy to care and share
until we understand each-other
if we fails to share, no one will care !

on the day of the party, I went to an art show
held on the grounds of the courthouse square
my eyes were captured by a young girl displaying
her talent of painting (I loved her blonde hair)
here was a beauty in the sunshine of April
and me still quite groggy from eves play before
suffice it to say, all caution had left me
we arranged for later to meet at my door

now, remember, we had two separate apartments
the women in one, and the gents, in the other
but when nightfall approached, you'd find us to scramble
with bedding for all and with lover with lover

before party's guests e'er were to arrive
fair maiden artist appeared at my door
through threshold in beauty she crossed, til
we found ourselves in my room on the floor
once she was there, I had planned to leave
go to my neighborhood, be with friends I'd unfurl
but by that time the place started filling up
with all manner of strangers (mostly girls!)
it sure didn't help that the alcohol
and other potency substances grown
would cause our delay (could not get away)
of the revellers celebrating a new home
but I sure as heck wanted out of there
before the arrival of my girlfriend, Joan
came a knock at the door, must be her I was sure
I moaned and on top that I groaned
with door chain in place, I turned the handle
so as I could give myself a peek
the door was kicked in, I was flat on my back
dizzying motion made me go weak
loaded revolvers were stuck in my face
room was awhirl with police, don't resist
amazingly time had frozen in place
as they screamed hands up, cease, and desist

they had warrants naming space Bob and crazy Red
for sales of narcotics well known
as I lay on the floor, came a knock on the door
the cops welcomed in Betty and Joan
lo and behold
the two girls were told
there were warrants here of their own

so they hauled us all away to jail
we were being processed in one big room
guys on one side, girls on the other
I felt the pressure of impending doom

as luck would have it, and mine was bad
and right now it was about to get worse
for in clear view of Joanie's sharp eyes
another shock was about to take course

my teen artist angel walked across the room
and tenderly wrapped her arms around me
she said "don't worry babe, it'll be all right,
everything will be okay, you'll see"

her touch felt great but all that I saw
were the daggers in Joanie's eyes
as they pierced deep into my psyche
useless for me to feign disguise

I suppose that I must accept, that there was no one else to blame
charged with "maintaining a disorderly house"
because the apartment utilities had been put in my name
for a long time after, I felt like a louse

oh, here's a little endnote
yet another surprise not seen
my sweet painter artist angel
was the ripe age of...14

Inside this hard body,
behind these steel eyes,
Theres really a shy and sensitive guy,
I swear to never cheat,
Ill try not to lie,
I know Im not perfect,
So I said Ill try,
I only want to hear you laugh,
Never hear you cry,
I want to hold and love you,
Until the end of time,
Lets go to the movies,
Then go out to dine,
Stare into each others eyes,
Over a glass of wine,
Well go walking through the park,
Girl your hand in mine,
Ill whisper somethings in your ear,
and watch you smile wide,
Dont listen to those other guys,
I would shine your shoes,
I will carry all your things,
And open doors for you,
Im throwing coats in puddles,
Unlike other fellas,
No rain will ever touch your day,
I'll be your umbrella.

Today I was thinking
I wish I could turn back time
I'd go back twenty years
In an attempt to make you mine

I could see the two of us
Enjoying life and having fun
Go anywhere we like
Two people, living life as one

Laughing, sharing and caring
Loving all the time
Just care free and happy
Life and love would be yours and mine

Sharing space and time
But yet, be alone when we needed to
You would your thing
I would do what I had to do

But in the end it would come back
To you and I together
Doing well apart
But together we do it better

Words of love
Would fill your ears
My arms wrapped around you
Would ease all your fears

Today I was thinking
About turning back time
But today I also realized
There's no guarantee you'd be mine

An ember remains
from once was a roaring fire.
Suppressed in a time and place
of passionate desire.

A journey unto itself that is rarely known
an indelible memory that becomes prevalent
when you are alone.

Saddled up and rode off to the prairie that afternoon
Looking for Jesus,
Looking for someone,
Looking for you.

The prairie is my canvas
when the walls start closing in;
Sky and grass dancing in the wind.

Off in the distance there’s a thundercloud
evolving into a powerful storm.
What an incredible feeling ...
to grow stronger by the minute...
to be imposing,
to be reckon with,
respected and,
one you would never ignore.

Red hawk hovering overhead as a friendly reminder...
I sat quietly in the saddle as his shadow moved behind me.
Wondering...
Who's next?

I can still feel your razor burn
traveling down my neck,
throughout my body;
as we collide.

If I could just have you..
one last time.