oh baby
thoughts of you
sweet honey
going crazy
in this mind
smiling thinking
now this world
tells a different story
but they are
both so true
opening a little
flash vision
kissing sweetly
you honey beautiful
sparkling inside
these eyes
one beautiful rose
opening up
from the heart
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Posted: Apr 2014
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Author: Emily Dickinson
I never told the buried gold
Upon the hill--that lies--
I saw the sun--his plunder done
Crouch low to guard his prize.
He stood as near
Are stood you here--
A pace had been between--
Did but a snake bisect the break
My life had forfeit been.
That was a wondrous booty--
I hope't was honest gained.
Those were the fairest ingots
That ever kissed the spade!
Whether to keep the secret--
Whether to reveal--
Whether as I ponder
Kidd will suddensail--
Could a shrewd advise me
We might e'en divide--
Should a shrewd betray me--
Atropos decide!
Yo ho Yo ho
A prirate's life for me
We extort,we pilfer,
We filch and sack
Drink up!!!
You are my secret treasure ; )
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Posted: Jul 2014
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I behold someone stood and grinned
like a sweetest flower along the bloosom
gild the lily were all my sight upon
then i thought it was a dream
suddenly,my heart began to cry and scream
glimpsing the beauty she had on me
she began to stand and smile
then dragged a comb across her head
wishing myself to thrown away
like a folded paper along the garbage box
i began to stand from falling
thinking to evade from her seduction
she winked on me with her tantalizing eyes
and smiling so sweet with her kissable lips
then she came on me closer
wiggling her bodies on tender dance
dancing around, holding my cold blooded shoulder
taking my lips with her sweet kisses
then my sight began to dark
causing my life to die and perish
gild the lily caused my death
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Posted: Jul 2014
About this poem:
I wrote this poem when i was in
I wrote this poem when i fell in love for the first time before when i was in high school. Every time i saw her. I cant tell her what's my feeling because im affraid. so what i did was i wrote it in the poem all my feelings on her.......
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Romance Games
What's in a romance game
A fictitious name
The winding path to fame
Like a moth drawn to flame
Should you refrain
From any obvious gain
Or just remain
In the frame
Why do you lie and exclaim
Words meant to mislead and maim
While proclaiming your good name
Cut and paste lies the same
Only meant for monetary gain
The rewards you feign
That only causes pain
Don't worry about the drain
You cause on the brain
You're so vain
Living a life so plain
Tethered to a chain
Untold and unexplained
No chance to complain
Moving faster than a train
Let me explain
You're only in pain
Utterly alone and inane
living your life in shame
A game player you became
Just change your name
Deceit was your aim
Destruction your claim
Only yourself to blame
Due to you being so lame
Burn hot in Hades flame
Only there will your name
Have any fame or acclaim
Jade/2014
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Posted: Jul 2014
About this poem:
I am writing a book, based on my personal research about people, men and women, who deceive others and the reasons behind their lies, entitled "Romance This". These people just need their own site and each other to play with!
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if you choose
in getting
to know me
now that in
itself one
challenge in
a half
well worth
the wait
our very
first time
i gave you
a sunflower smile
dazzling these eyes
in your space
most beautiful picture
began drawing inside
outward smiling
to you love
as i still do
so dearly
in the heart
touching each beat
within this
deep ocean
gasping taking
one's breath away
in everything
i do
i do it for you
loves angel
whisks me away
in her wings
wrapped up
beautiful in love
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Posted: Apr 2014
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So many looking for that sacred romance,
where your heart and mind are gripped,
wondering sometimes if to take that chance,
but scared in case others laughed as you tripped,
Within a dating site profiles anew,
recycled members and new ones about,
how many times have we had a view,
wondering if one should make the first shout,
Always we seem to have that little doubt,
so many choices from this galleried candy store,
different pictures and soulful words you want to find out,
who in this world could make you want more,
Re-map your mind and take those in view,
LadyLori who reaches out for romantic bliss,
That sweet lady KNenagh looking for love true,
Poor Ali still awaiting that true loves kiss,
That gentle lady Merriweather from the southern hemisphere,
whose prose of words can make you think indeed,
Trueheart gentle english knight who is bold and has no fear,
would he be someones true loves steed,
Far to the west is JeanKimberley enigmatic with a slight tilt,
Always dreaming of her Highland man in a kilt,
Mollybaby from the land of green,
Waiting for her true love to be seen,
Unlaoised who feels the power of love,
still awaiting her true mating dove,
South Africa lies a Cocheta who thinks chivalry is dead,
still awaiting her knight to get into her head,
If we were to take all in view,
a part of each for our romantic tryst,
all together they become a perfect hue,
if one had all of this then romance would indeed be bliss.
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Posted: Jul 2014
About this poem:
Inspired by the many wonderful and funny people that make CS what it is a conglomerate of opinions and observations...we are all looking for romance and love.
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Somber eyes full of tears
little red was lost
far worse than she feared
she had blissfully traversed the path of love
now she was trapped, without a beloved
she believed the lies meant to trick poor red
for she'd followed her heart, and not her head
Little red wept alone in the forest that night
praying a prince would save her from her plight
But not a single soul came, save for the owls
and all that could be heard was hungry wolf howls
Trembling in terror, eyes wide with fright
an large looming shadow walked out of the night
A enormous wolf, his pelt all jet black
came out of the shadows, and eyed his new snack
Licking his chops, his teeth showing as he grinned
Little red knew if she ran, that she could not win
She fell to her knees and abandoned all hope
while the wolf cocked his head and watched her mope
"My dear, why are you sad?" the wolf suddenly said
"I've come to help you, I don't wish you dead!"
Startled red looked up with a stare
she wanted to believe it, but did she dare?
A tall handsome man, all clad in fur
was knelt down, and offering his hand to her!
"You must be tired, here, you can ride on my back,
I will take you home, you can stay with my pack."
The handsome man turned back into his wolf form
and when red climbed on, she no longer felt forlorn
Red now had someone to love,
her knight clad in fur, sent from above
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Posted: Nov 2013
About this poem:
I, cowgirl1995, hereby state that I am the sole author of this poem titled "Little Red and Her Wolf, created on 11/13/2013.
I created this poem because it reflects how I feel. I hope you enjoyed!
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Author: Unknown
Ah! Amor … If I were but a romantic, what words
would I pen! But what does an innocent know of romance!
Captured in Ecstasy within your sparkling moon lit eyes, pools of wonder, fascination and entrapment.
Senorita listening to your captivating heart beating deep within, surging with unknown depth of human romantic sin!
Heart of splendor beating there for me to know.
Eyes of destiny, beckoning, flirting, calling me softly, whispering ever so low!
Mystic feelings deep within, glowing, burning awaiting a kiss from you, awaiting both of us to fall into mortal sin!
Cloak of darkness is upon us, may dreams of fantasy
enter your night and dream of me as I creep into your chamber of slumber!
Feel my nearness as my kisses caress the nape of your neck, the touch of my lips upon yours!
The feel of my exciting fingers tingling as they touch your finger tips and explore your forbidden places!
Sleep thee well
Until the morrow
Buenas Noches mi amor!
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Posted: Jul 2014
About this poem:
The Fantasy of love!
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Author: Unknown
In the still of midnight,
She gets to her knees and starts to pray
To ask the Lord please.....
To send a man, who'd be a father and husband
Loving, patient and true,
A teacher... of how to build and fly a kite
Who'd help a little girl ride
her bike.....
A lover who'd hold her tender.....
Now and forever
A friend to whom all secrets she'd tell.....
Who'd rub her back
When she didn't feel well.....
Hold his hand, take walks in the park
To pass him tools,
And be there even when things got dark
In thick and thin, stay by his side
Lord...... she prayed,
I want to be some good man's
Bride.
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Posted: Jun 2014
About this poem:
just what it says....
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Your smile is the light that brightens up the darkness in the night, your the stars and the half moon, the stars are the twinkle in your eyes and the half moon is the smile on your face.
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Posted: Jun 2014
About this poem:
it's about a beautiful smile
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