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I send to you
this bittersweet kiss
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Beauty is found in simple places,
In hidden sanctuaries or grassy knolls,
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its a cold dark night
light white flakes are falling
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My darling let me express
words long stored within
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while the First Moon left the Sun
melting time to heat
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She is like a dead rose,
A steam with few pettles,
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Threads adorned with fragrance
shall clap in joys acceptance
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a breath of tears
chanson hours star pool
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I sit in silence.
Wait for the time to come.
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A moonlight rain was flowing in my dark room tinkling like silvery tiny bells.
Entwined in snow-white sheets, I was beholding the mystery contained in the flame of dozen of white flickering candles.
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That trance, it always tricks me.
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I'm standing in my favorite scenery spot,
in the middle of the Clinton River Bridge.
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You can bye me a shiny little stone,
Feeling as a prince nearing his throne,
by helena.poet
31 lines, 4 comments,
on Mar 2 12:59 PM 2008. In World, Abuse, Romantic, Playful, Flirt, Sarcastic, Irony, Society, My own style, Death, Message
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I dream of you each and every single day
I cannot stop thinking about you when you’re away
by Shuberth
10 lines,
on Mar 2 5:09 AM 2008. In Love, Life, Personal, Romantic, Thoughts, Dream, Other, Hope, Rhyme, My Own Style
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The smell of loveliness
Draws me into
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Defy my conscience and lone of the world
And leave no trail in the fiery unfold.
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To My Husband On Our Anniversary
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Give to me just one day,
That's all I'm asking for.
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What's that tapping at my pane?
Could it be my love
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Tasting fire
what burning wines of time unfold
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when i think of you
when i think of you times are repeated
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have you ever fallen in love?
but knew theyt did not care?
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Perhaps ten, fifteen
or twenty years ago
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Radiant nights, waterfalls
graciously flowing in sacrifice
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I have a need for my Love
a flush of fire
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follow my footsteps
come down my street
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She stumbled upon the alter
in an off-white dress,
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Romantic background
Set left border at 225 pixels
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She’s pretty
She’s not naughty
by Shuberth
83 lines, 15 comments,
on Oct 25 9:06 AM 2007. In Love, Life, Personal, Romantic, Thoughts, Confusion, Teen, Teenage, Other
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Every night I’m awake
My love is not fake
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May 3, 1899
My Dearest Darling,
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At the mercy of loves emotions
sweetly terrified of his electric
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(you may need some translation site to get the Norse stuff, I can't promise any dead on accuracy)
dette er et dikt, en ode, til longing for kjærlighet fra et nihilistic sinn
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she left the part of him
which didn't love
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I couldn't just kiss you;
I would need to first touch your face...
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fibrous my dreams
when I think of our kiss
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It all reminds me I was loved.
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Long before the sun goes down,
I'll reach a small and quiet town.
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I drink the sweet wine
of the sky you created
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