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I am still water. S o f t as the breeze. Gloss upon l i p s. Drifting with ease. My surface is a mirror. S e e your reflection. Supple, untouchable s k i n. Iron complexion. Y o u are the pebble.
Apples on a tree, Can't you see, What this friendship means to me. Pears in a pie, My oh my, This bad weather makes me sigh. Lemons and limes, Such hard times, Everyone toeing the line.
I've got a funny feeling, It makes me warm inside. When I switch on the telly my heart just fills with pride. I still cannot believe it, how great it all has been.
I whisper. But you can hear me if you choose. I lift the broken leaves. That steal beneath your shoes. 'It's just the wind,' you think. But you couldn't be more wrong. If you listen closely,.
It's unbearable. Unbelievable. How much I. Miss you. Pining like an. Abandoned dog. I'm walking. On broken glass. Limping through. My life-warzone. And there's a. Sucking hole. Where my heart.
The lovely Gaz got me kind of thinking. That Opussia is kinda down and is sinking. We need to lift our spirits and put on our smiles. Let's get our crazy heads on and go wild.
#Youngwritershousehold Streaking through The darkening sky- Red, pink, orange; Daylight will die. I hold your hand And gaze above. The sunset is My one true love. Red for romance, Love is pink.
There are so many different sunsets. Theres the after party sunset, Shared with people you've just met. Theres the sunset when you've lost track of time, When you've been stinking lemonade and lime.
I wonder why when you say goodbye beautiful colours paint the sky. Shades of orange, yellow and pink too all come out because of you. And although I hate to see you go, I really do enjoy the show.
@TaintedTulip. It be a tree,. It be a tree,. It be a green tree,. It be a red tree,. It be a tree,. It be a tree,. It be a beautiful tree,. It be a beautiful tree,. It be a blue tree,.
Doors to life. Doors to death. Doors to strife. Doors to meth. Doors to happiness. Doors to anger. Doors to a fair miss. Doors to a broken hanger. Doors to a good chance. Doors to a bad decision.
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You know I used to like triangles before This They were sort of Cool Deathly hallows style But guess who went and threw a new word in L-O-V-E What does it spell. Heartbreak.
Not much to say Brain's gone away Looking for it in my bed Nope, not here It doesn't want to play Tired, But wired Feel so......uninspired It's morning already, I should be asleep My body's so...
A lovely cuppa. To accompany my supper. A lovely hot piping tea. As we are holidaying by the sea. All sat around. Hardly making a sound. All too content. To head to bed and relent.
#augustwriteaday #food Shock of Brown-tumbled Messy hair, Eyes of green, Youthful, naive, Tall, lithe figure; Six-foot-three, Zeppelin T-shirt, Tight red jeans, Seeing you, Makes me feel Brand...
Because this mountain is rubbish for signal I've summed up my day xx enjoy xx Stuck on this hill Drs orders to take a chill pill But all this fell walking And the severe amounts of talking Are...
I hate the way you talk to me and the way you cut your hair I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind I hate you so...
Ice cream, green lights,. White shoes, warm sheets,. Cold glass, blue mug,. Gold clock, red rug,. Choc chip, dew drops,. Tea spoon, black socks,. Cream chairs, brown bears,. Mint imps, eclairs,.
There are mean people,. Keen people,. People that are in. Between people. There are nice people,. Rolling dice people,. People with hearts of. Ice people. There are cool people,. School people,.
Your lists of words That are oh so random It blew my mind So here's this poem: Penguins, pie. My oh my. Shoes, boxes. I think of foxes. Skeletons, doors. I think of shroudy shores. Dust, sand.
(This is my comment on the recent diving of disturbance that has cause ripples on our peaceful pool. I hope many of you read it. And if you disagree with what I have to say... Then Unfollow me...
Had a restless night. Sleep was a fight. Had a lovely lie in. Felt like a sin. But it was bliss. Something I missed. The plans for today. None to say. I'm going to chill. My glass I'll fill.
There may be a time. When you share your rhyme. One day that time will come. And you will decide the chosen some. One day you will banish the fear. Shifting up a gear. Sometimes it's hard.