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That my visions, thoughts and desire for you have a Scientific Astrological Hermetic Magnetic and Tantric explanation. I naturally belong to you.
As I stand here in the shower, my reflection staring back at me, I think again on days gone by, on where my six pack used to be.
Rainbow My Heart... Whenever I am alone, Rainbow My Heart... With the love you once shone, Rainbow My Heart... Why to you my heart belongs, Rainbow My Heart...
So high recently the energy is fascinating to feel the crescendo of this full moon has opened me dramatically. Its amazing to know my body and spirit can be commanded this way with such silent...
Tea my little saviour, Dressed in your little cup. The perfect blend and brew, To help me to wake up. ©Odd.
You're the last thing I see Before I close my eyes At night when I go to bed You're the first thing I see When I open my eyes When I wake up with a sleepy head You comfort me as I hold you tight Your...
Ode to the forgotten. The once loved. The once cared for. Ode to their lives. Everyday they hurt. While in desperation. For trust, care and love. Ode to their hearts. Torn viciously apart.
My inquisition and intuition is too great to ignore. I have to explore you with all my senses. Of course this is just a dream. But thoughts do manifest. And we have witnessed my power.
Call out the Guards Raise the alarm Call 999 It can't do any harm. Inform the Armed Forces Light all the watch fires Wake up the dead And all the Town Criers.
How come some can't see, that humans and trees, are just one great unified thing. That they give out, is just what I need, and that I give out, on that they feed, O hear then this song that i sing.
Oh custard creams How I love your biscuity goodness.
My love life never used to be this complicated, In that it never used to exist at all. Infatuation, desire, lust – yes, In buckets. But love… no.
Rank three hundred and fifty seven. It's like ive died and gone to heaven. Higher than ive been before, Now im shaking to the core.
He has arrived at Twin Peaks To repair the leak Of a monster That has caused grief And speculation Is it a murderer or a thief.
I wish I could tell you but the only way is that you change But that urge for sure if you never change I will tell you anyway !.
**To my Superman, who has saved my life (on too many occasions). xx** Your face is awash with sleep, An innocence I'd love to keep, Bottled up upon the shelf, To try and taste it for myself.
Dearest aunt, Your like queen Vick, Not just in name sake, But in strength as well. You've been through some shit, and still going through it now.
What is it about the the fairer sex. Is it the strength they hide in beauty. Is it the fact that they endure pain and suffering in child birth and still have the capacity to love.
An ode...to you. A butterfly emerges With a bright light blinding It's magical feat to see. The ground doesn't tremble And the butterfly doesn't need Any proclamation or others of the creed.
Just found this piece of poetry in a notebook. Written 4 years ago by myself, for French class.
A walk in the forest Colorful leaves Not orange nor yellow But as green as peas. I watch in amazement when they sway in the breeze, the amazing trees.
G et out, it's O ver and you're the only O ne to blame. D rop the facade, B e yourself for once. Y ou must leave now as, E verything is lost....... G O O D B Y E ........
Opuss - You are wonderful. You are the favourite app on our apple device. First thing in the morning we check you. And then we read. After school we rush in to get connected with wi-fi. And we read.
I don't know. How long is a piece of string. Is it short or is it long. Is it infinity and beyond.