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Brush placed in your hand,. Soft, silky paints all around,. Pick up your brush, my artist,. Paint a vine around my wrist,. Twist, curl, green and brown,. Through fingers, tumbling down,.
Give me love like you did yesterday. Our hearts so close, fingers entwined. Your chest of breaths as warm as mine,. Walk forward and ill run to you. Grasp my wrists and hold me still.
I lock my heart up in a cage to keep it from all the rage. That which tears our souls apart savagely like an art. My heart is not free, never knowing how to be... LOVED..
This heavenly place, Somewhere I always show my face. It's made of beauty, And it almost seems my duty, At least once a week, I'm like a personal critique...
Flakes of icy wonder, falling softly from the sky,. A palace made of crystal ice, hidden in secrets and lies,. Queen of ice sit coldly on her throne,. A hardened stare, chilled to the bone,.
Work Hard work Money No money.
I put up a front, To stop people getting in. Because whenever someone gets too close, Bad things tend to happen. I seem normal, Happy and loving.
Now everyone has gone away, melancholy darkness has become the day. I fight my tears, and yet they fall like pearls of pure sorrow and woe. In the dark, and so alone.
What's Minnie without Mickey, what's Tigger without Pooh. What's Patrick without Spongebob, and what's me without you?”.
My heart is swollen. For there is no shielding. For your the acceptation. Of my hearts deception. There no explanation for this feeling. For me it's truly healing. The uncomplicated meaning.
Theres a circus within me, jumping around making no sound. Lions roaring, elephants snoring. Tigers prowling, bears growling. Rabbits jumping, horses galumphing.
I dig in my burrow Going very deep If I go any deeper I'll go right to sleep.
Now I do, I realise too, What it means, To be with you, I love it, Just the way you sit, It is done, With so much wit. It's perfect, The simple effect, You have on, On my object.
I had a dream last night, You pulled me in real close, You held my trembling hands, And gave me a single rose. You leaned in and kissed me, My heart was beating fast.
The sea hits the cliffs, held strong and tall, The waves don't seem to be very small, They hit the cliffs with all their might, But still the cliffs are in their sight, The cliffs fight back and...
To the moon and back is how far I'd go to get away from you, but do not fret I'd only go so I could come back too..
#emotion #fear @LittleMissSam. It's dark,. Not a single shread of light. And now it looks. Like I'm staying for the fight. The clock. Is tick tick ticking time down. Until the moments.
You make me gasp and awe in surprise. Wrench out my heart with a glance from your eyes. Those so beautiful eyes that would rule my life. Give to you my all on a plate served by knife.
I have a friend, That believes that life, Is nothing more than pain and strife. I feel her pain, I really do, And she doesn't understand that it hurts me too...
Poetry should release a man of many symptoms, Or give him hope during grief. Poetry should light the halls of silence With its warm engaging glow never brief.
Soldier boy so far from home, hugs and kisses travel overseas, Now here, then gone to roam Through the bush and trees Prayers heard from the heavens above, Keep my hero well another day more.
In a Kingdom so well built and fair, The streets filled and the dungeons bare. Were the houses were made from the finest stone, By hardy people, sweat, blood and bone.
Happily together our song is sung, In the form of beautiful words upon paper To treasure and keep for years to come Never to be opened until much later.
Bumble bee bumble bee. How you do interest me. Buzzing around. With your colours for all to see. Yellow and black. Like the stars on the sky. Wings on your back. And kaleidoscope eyes.