Never Give All The Heart - W.B. Yeats
Never give all the heart, for love
Will hardley seem worth thinking of
To passionate woman if it seem
Certain, and they never dream
That it fades out from kiss to kiss;
For everything that's lovely is
But a brief, dreamy, kind delight.
O never give the heart outright,
For they, for all smooth lips can say,
Have given their hearts up to the play.
And who could play it well enough
If deaf and dumb and blind with love?
He that made this knows all the cost,
For he gave all his heart and lost.
Horse Latitudes - Jim Morrison
When the still sea
conspires an armor.
And her sullen and aborted
current breed tiny monsters,
true sailing is dead.
Awkward instant
And the first animal is jettisoned,
Legs furiously pumping
thier stiff green gallop,
And heads bob up
Poise, Delicate, Pause, Consent
In mute nostril agony
Carefully refined
And sealed over.
Lament - Jim Morrison
Lament for my cock
Sore and crucified
I seek to know you
Aquiring soulful wisdom
You can open walls of
Mystery
Strip-show
How to get death
On the morning
Show
TV death
Which the child
Absorbs
Death-well
Mystery
Which makes
Me write
Slow train
The death of my cock
Gives life
Guitar player
Ancient wise satyr
Sing your ode
To my cock
Caress its lament
Stiffen and guide
Us
Lost cells
The knowledge of cancer
To speak to the heart
And give the great gift
Words
Power
Trance
This stable friend
And the beasts of his zoo
Wild, haired chicks
Each color connects
To creat the boat
Which rocks the race
Could any hell be more
Horrible than now
And real
"I pressed her thigh
And death smiled"
Death, old friend
Death and my cock
Are the world
I can forgive
My injuries
In the name of
Wisdom
Luxury
Romance
Sentence upon sentence.
Words are healing.
Words get me the wound
And will get me well
If you believe it.
All join now in lament
For the death of my cock
A tongue of knowledge
In the feathered night
Boys get crazy in the head
And suffer
I sacrifice my cock
On the altar
Of silence.
Some of my favorite AP poets:
amandadawn1982
vampira1665
amanda1264
Undercover911
IndigoPhenix
Never give all the heart, for love
Will hardley seem worth thinking of
To passionate woman if it seem
Certain, and they never dream
That it fades out from kiss to kiss;
For everything that's lovely is
But a brief, dreamy, kind delight.
O never give the heart outright,
For they, for all smooth lips can say,
Have given their hearts up to the play.
And who could play it well enough
If deaf and dumb and blind with love?
He that made this knows all the cost,
For he gave all his heart and lost.
Horse Latitudes - Jim Morrison
When the still sea
conspires an armor.
And her sullen and aborted
current breed tiny monsters,
true sailing is dead.
Awkward instant
And the first animal is jettisoned,
Legs furiously pumping
thier stiff green gallop,
And heads bob up
Poise, Delicate, Pause, Consent
In mute nostril agony
Carefully refined
And sealed over.
Lament - Jim Morrison
Lament for my cock
Sore and crucified
I seek to know you
Aquiring soulful wisdom
You can open walls of
Mystery
Strip-show
How to get death
On the morning
Show
TV death
Which the child
Absorbs
Death-well
Mystery
Which makes
Me write
Slow train
The death of my cock
Gives life
Guitar player
Ancient wise satyr
Sing your ode
To my cock
Caress its lament
Stiffen and guide
Us
Lost cells
The knowledge of cancer
To speak to the heart
And give the great gift
Words
Power
Trance
This stable friend
And the beasts of his zoo
Wild, haired chicks
Each color connects
To creat the boat
Which rocks the race
Could any hell be more
Horrible than now
And real
"I pressed her thigh
And death smiled"
Death, old friend
Death and my cock
Are the world
I can forgive
My injuries
In the name of
Wisdom
Luxury
Romance
Sentence upon sentence.
Words are healing.
Words get me the wound
And will get me well
If you believe it.
All join now in lament
For the death of my cock
A tongue of knowledge
In the feathered night
Boys get crazy in the head
And suffer
I sacrifice my cock
On the altar
Of silence.
Some of my favorite AP poets:
amandadawn1982
vampira1665
amanda1264
Undercover911
IndigoPhenix
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- I am a 24 year old guy (Canada)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a slowly going crazy!.



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vampira1665 on December 22, 2005Just dropping by to wish you and yours a Very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
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