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What if we could Put our lives on Hold and meet some Where inside of the world I would meet you Would you meet me
On a park bench On a skyscrape On a mountain Oh yeah, whatever it takes I would meet you Would you meet me?
So go on Go on be your own Go on be your own star ? …………………………-BO,2006
We walked out into a deep ocean Awaiting the tide to take us away I’m here, are you?
I’ll sing my song without reservation I need to show my beauty A man you say, what beauty is he?
I am goodness in your light I am sunshine on your morning drive I am the fire that warms cold feet
Let me hold you in my arms You will not regret, I will accompany you You need not fear
I know how hard it is for you to give Having all you’ve known torn away Please understand all I ask is this unto me…
…your friendship in my days to leave your pain, and visit my wonders even for a moment, give unto me to visit me as a friend, to offer me your care your care is comforting, to know it is to know joy
Night Time Prayer:
Unto us comes a hand of comfort Displayed in his wonder, firmly holding us
Please be with ones I care for tonight, for I cannot offer them peace. I long to comfort them Lord, but you need to give them a blanket rest with, a warmth, a treasure across this land… please Lord hold them tight give them strength…
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/22/2006 1:47:27 PM | ~~No Rhyme~~
I sit here comtemplating On what to give thanks to what what exactly do i thank the one i hold so unreal for? My children? YES!!! I give thanks for them.... My life? Yeah....thanks is given My sanity? No....i give myself thanks for that what else? What do I thank? I give thanks for those above... Always do day after day night after night never to betray the thanks in just that but what else? What else in life am I to be thankful for to him? For killing my soul? The day he ripped my daughter from my arms? For destroying my spirit? After all has happened and left us in disarray? For the pain? The anger? The hate? The demise? The insecurity as I look in the mirror? The concern, That consumes me When my children scream in their sleep? What? What the Fvck can I be thankful for? Holidays are mere to us not much importance not much happiness Just another day that passes another night of restless sleep Now.......... I guess i could say i am thankful For what? Some ask also..... Well... I am thankful for standing for seeing for breathing for believing for friends for enemies for healing for the nightmares YES I am thankful for those too They are what makes me see The truth in the what once was I am thankful for ...... LOVE..... Not just any love....no.... The love my children throw when they wish me good morning when they kiss me good night when they jump in the puddles when it storms When we sing loudly in the car As our favorite song plays The love that is needed to heal That is what i am thankful for Not the love I have yet to receive No one knows as to that I will never, myself, know of that Till the sorrow vanishes and the blank canvas is left unwritten so as to let another enter and write I am thankful for family my family my fantastic four their smile their laughter their pain their cries their need of me..as a mother.... I amthankful........ To be alive To have overcome tohave won against demonic spawn To have healed when the thought was pain in itself ..................... To still be able .......to......be a mother.........for that .....I am thankful............. | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/22/2006 3:24:11 PM | Standing still standing firm seeing thru eyes full of solace full of spite full of rage tempted by vengence towards one towards demons door Holding on to............ hope lies truth deception tranquility undermining intense passion immense pain Emotions....... God do they burn thru you....thru me thru eyes withstanding everything withstanding nothing holding dreams escaping nightmares Love......... What it is? How it feels? Is it real? Is it truely..masked hate...? Is it truely.....happiness? How does one know? thru speeches of those that think they do? Thru old myths of cinderella stories? Thru Wise ones words of Romeo and Juliet? Thru dreams of what one holds love to be? Happiness..... Is it what it is? Fluttering butterflies within? Love plus hate plus happiness plus torment? Equals what? What does that truely equal? In a soul like mine? In a mind pushing so hard to be? Set free? Happy? Loved? Holding true to spirit......a heart left tainted .... yet healing Left scarred like.... the burnt sulfur of a match never knowing as to any more than one way... love... yet knowing all to well.... of hate.. spite... rage... pain.... Jealousy... torment.... emotional roller coasters of disbelief........... ........never knowing as to any of love...happiness... Yet......................... Holding true.... to the thought of it... to the dreams of having just that To having a mere inkling of the feeling of it Happiness....love....from my children..... Great love.. never masked.... never tainted... undying........love of my children..... Yet....................... The love of ...... Pain.... when he leaves for a minute...... When the good bye seems years apart..... when he kisses you good night......as you wish for him to stay.... Happiness...... When he makes you laugh.... when he wipes the tears.....as he says itll be ok..... when earth revolves around you...and you feel it...... And Love.... The thought of it....... Never knowing what it truely is... but believing it has been achieved.... Thru eyes that look intoyour soul..... Thru a simple kiss that makes goosepimples rash your skin.... Thru a brush of skin on skin....with the fainting feeling afterward.... Thru the truth from the lies..... The way arms wrapped around you ...... bring out the butterflies cascading in unison inside your belly...... Just the longing for one another.... Whether short...... or forever....... True....... or unrealistic.... just the simple...underlying plague..... that absorbs a mind..... that has yet to have........... just that.............. | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 5:18:57 AM | - BUBBLEZ THREAD FLOW -
Sometime gems are posted While you are away Then the list it grows To another page
So my sexy darling Since the gem's unseen Dont for get to look back At old page fourteen!
- Erik -  | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 6:40:26 AM | erik,
doesn't it suck when her thread goes nuts while she's gone... i know one thing... this gal reads everything...
She won't miss a letter.
take care
green with envy yet again!
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 7:05:36 AM | my dearest Erik the Viking ...... i didnt miss you and poets little game laid out so sublimly onto my thread......got a giggle outta me you did.....i am always reading pages from prior my dear..in fact this morning i read form the begining till i ended with you and Tenz,..... sorry i hav ebeen away....just dealing with some shit....holidays are not a friend of mine...and this being my first one alone...kinda kills....self pity sh*t here i come.....Much love to you my dear...always...dont you fvcking forget that u lil sh*t.....bubblez
Jingle bells.. dashing thru the snow... ust waiting for the season to hurry and fvcking go... Just throwing my mind some not trying to hurt anyone.... Just how I feel how i deal in what the world has on me in what these blue eyes cannot perceive childrens laughter..opening their presents that i joy ...from hells x-mas spent its the only reason i still do.. have x-mas ....for them....its true for me cant see wont receive gifts under the tree not a need not a necessity neve rhad it before me bought for them.....smiles received thats all that is truely happy their own glee making their happiness shine free is all i anticipate to do and be x-mas masses of toys girls and boys sorrows and joys savannahs box opening to see her little socks on the day she missed i send her a kiss from us on x-mas holiday season not much reason for me just treason sorry to those who hat ethis prose not snubbing my nose jsut saying how i feel in flows from my mind thruout time into rhyme not a holiday mime just not my kind of thing anylonger maybe next year.....my heart wil be stronger but this year too many tears too many fears Keiths face so clear hate and rage still here i am fighting..my dear to get past yesteryear... promises....truths......lies ...deceit i will be me..... just gotta get past this lonely x-mas of defeat.......... | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 7:18:33 AM | 1) This is what I would like for you: no more poems about your torment. They’re getting to seem like the same poem over and over again.
2) That you imagine yourself a lover who is first and foremost a friend. You will know he wants you, wants to make love with you. In fact, the thought of it almost torments him as it does you - in your case because of the fear. But he is resolved to wait. He loves to talk with you about anything and everything. You can call him at any hour of the day or night and know that he is there for you, that he will come over if you ask him to and hold you - for hours on end if necessary without trying for anything more. In fact, anything more would be less, until you are ready, well and truly ready - or as ready as you can be - anything more would be less than the trustworthy love you long for. And I cannot guarantee you that it will come, but what I can guarantee is that it will be the wrong love until you are whole again, and you give out the message: I can be loved, but I cannot and will not be abused... | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 8:18:20 AM | sometimes finding truth witin torment is neccessary
you are wise beyond words we listen we want no torment
but it lives within us needing release on paper, with pen
to cast it out to live a little easier for the beauty to have room clear out the cellar, raise the roof!
my dear friends shout your rage leave it here for it is poison
left here with open ears and forgiving hearts so it doesn't come x-mas morning
left with a new start open to their love peace for you this time within their voices
take pride, in your role understand it's sgnificance out of this you will know
starting over hurts we are all in the same boat one that floats and is free
take comfort in the shore it guides us gives us rest for words in our minds, to heal
I can be loved no abuse, ever be rid of that life be open to be you
the one we have yet to see.. | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 8:40:57 AM | But can you be the lover I imagined for her, not to hover or again and again to press for an immediate“Yes”? Can you love without need and hence know how and when NOT to be intense? | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 10:17:52 AM | (written in all lower case for a reason, if you get the reason you know my heart)
my gentle soul shines through in adversity
a man for sure intense but gentle
with a yeilding heart no reason for "Yes"
more of a season to understand the reason to change, grow, and learn
to look for your advice to understand to care of your words to me
my light is shining but i'm soft and hard trusting you
that you know of love that i respect your words that you have taught me much
i only seek to offer my heart my soul does need companionship but my days are busy
full of work to do with children and charms with a life all my own
in times of trouble i know that you supported me molded me, making me able to
be me, intenze...intense...just me, just a little different... for me today i learn | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 11:08:40 AM | ~~Baby Blues.....hint of greys~~~
Entering a room people stare at the wonderous beauty....cast but there Glances trances... dreams of midnight romances Yet none is to come friends heed word....left undone not whole no soul "STOP!!!" She screams to end the dreams to find the friend to need to mend no need to condemn She graces the floor while men seemingly adore the face, the hair, the eyes so blue clouded in grey .. a hint or two... She sees him there standing tall.... Waiting for her .... she shall not fall A freind in time.... With words to rhyme For freindship to shine Love immense....thru truths divine He grabs her there Running his fingers thru her hair pulls her close....to stare at the beauty in the blue grey eyes Seeing her soul...in all the demise Loving her heart ... her spirit that cries Knowing of the pain Yet holding the burning flame wanting more of one he adores a friend for so long hearing her soul thru her song So much for her at stake to give in and open the gate to undo the pasts tormented fate to begin again ....clean slate... she asks herself how..... She asks her heart to vow to never be abused to never be the accused in a life filled without a muse She begs her soul to open a little to give to him more than hands so brittle to know that love she has to share to release the past and begin just there To finally know how one loves and cares yet for every question she asks she falls two steps back from the task of setting her heart free to become lost in loves infinity How can she? Is alone what she shall be? Never to be free? From hellish tides of the blackened sea? He holds her tight with all his might Tells her its ok to fear for he fears thru his tears of once was his own yesteryear for he has come to love a friend someone with whom both can mend together....to rise above the descend His kisses her passionately she loses all sense of reality..... For two hearts intertwined in friendship to be can cast the hate of the past away..... Can long for more than come what may The hearts collide in an explosive way No words to speak ..no need to say For love is open to two interlocked in an embrace Their love will forever show thru their very face Thru eyes so blue....with the hint of grey A love so new.......will lead the way......... | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 11:26:23 AM | bubblez-
that was gorgeous. showing such grace and tenderness in a sexy, but sweet way. i have no caps today it seems. my heart is just chillin. the way you paint pictures with your words is beautiful.
something simple:
basking in sweet colors lucky to be able to see unique, transfixed, mesmerized eyes tell your story
gray is just the hint really azul is most yet, in person I bet they sparkle!
kinda goofy...! | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 12:16:48 PM | Beautiful angel.... why do you cry? beautiful angel.... Wash away those tear stained eyes For you hold beauty.... from the untainted oceans bluest tides Beautiful angel.... I feel your fears... Beautiful angel.... Dont drown yourself on yesteryears..... For you hold grace.... Your beauty flows from your face... Bautiful angel.... open your heart... Renew your faith.. Dont let the past tear you apart Beautiful angel... Shining inside Fears encasing the bluest of eyes no need for tears of a once demise Set yourself free ..... Begin to fly thru my veins and into my heart Find my soul ..once torn apart.... find me again... beautiful angel within.... Turn my frown into a simple grin wash away the hateinflicted sin I need you ...beautiful angel...now more than ever to free me to love again....to love forever To help me to heal...to help me to see the way my life was meant to be... Find me again...beautiufl angel within...me I know youre there...i feel you internally... Give me the strength i so desperately need To walk down the road without the hatefilled greed to wake up with eyes so blue to find what love is ..... what i never knew beautiful angel....... my spirit inside my internal pride the piece of me I seem to hide.... Beautiful angel..... help me be free..... Beautiful angel...... You are the beauty with in me....... beautiufl angel..... dry your eyes beautiful angel...... lets begin to fly thru the bluest of skies......... | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 3:49:24 PM | simple people.. in a simple town simple laughters amongst simple frowns crowds ablazing in the holiday spirit.... Dickens festival all around here..right here... in this simple town people so joyful in their christmas carols running around as scrooge little boys and girls...in old dress smell of kettle corn fills the air honey roasted peanuts....hot chocolate all around here...right here.... in this simple town santa on his sleigh.... comes in so merry to the gian tree in the middle of this simple town My eyes start to water the tears begin to show hating this season yet seeing my children gazing at the man jollly and round in his stupid red suit saying hohoho...as he gives my babies a slight hug... looks at me in my tears... as he says..... "Your too pretty to cry, my dear.... It will be better...." as if he sees thru my eyes into my soul into the pain only i cannot feel jsut that at themoment all i see is my chidlren..... one on each hand one in front..... giggling at santa in his stupid red suit.... cassidy holding her nose from the horses release kyle laughing.. as a dog decided to eat daniel saying .. "Mom, when are they gonna light that tree?" all here.....right here.... in this simple town.... never knowing as to how it would feel to see before me what i did.... thinking all along... this is so lame....its just a holiday.. yet...... yet.... yet.....oh my god...... the immense tree.... standing so plain hardly being able to see the bows wrapped so delicately around it then the countdown.... ten, nine...........three, two and one.... the lights... sparkiling like diamonds... beauty unsurpassed by any ive ever seen.... the tears flowed waterfall~like...... down my reddened cheeks.... the feeling overwhelming.... the beauty in a simple tree... how it captivates me... the Dickens christmas ..... every weekend till the day..... in this simple town...... I now know..... the meaning of ........ beauty....in a simple tree a glistening of hope shining down on my tearstained face.... the words of the one in.... that stupid red suit.... the laughter of my children.... at the people and their old dress the crowds of families.... moms, dads, children.... young and old.... the feeling of knowing... that love does exist..... somewhere.... for me.... Christmas....hmmm..... who would have thought... Christmas.... a glistening tree..... diamond lights... cascading in perfect harmony across the crowd.... across my face..... Christmas.... I think I may just smile this year..... With these simple people And their simple laughs with the simple gigantic tree in the middle of this....... Simple Town..... I now call.....home........... | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 3:54:50 PM | | Wow! This is your best EVER! And one in which I see more concern for the making of a poem rather than just pouring out your heart! | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 4:08:55 PM | | To pour out my heart into a poem is to go without edit..to release what once was....this one was written with what my eyes perceived...in front of me.....God ....Alyosha....this simple town ...has so much more to it..now that i have walked out the door...i wish you couldve seen the way they were..i this simple town..the way the will be every weekend till christmas...it is beautiful....it took my breath away...santa and his words....as if he knew me.....it was unreal...anticipating the end of it.....only to not want it to stop.....what a feeling i have yet to feel till tonight...thank you Alyosha...for ur words....for opening my eyes to see the world for what it is NOW....not what it once was...i will never say i wont have another dark poem...they come and go now a days..but its a start right?.....love always....bubblez | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 4:24:27 PM | - WRITE ON GIRL -
Bubblez Bubblez just be you Write the things that you want to Of course if you feel more daring Write of sex and "Thanks for sharing!"
If you do it you will see All those grumbles will be free And I promise that topic Will never make readers sick
But I say just be yourself Don't just write what's on the shelf Whatever is in your heart Is the way to share your art!
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 4:53:24 PM |
Alyoda and OM-iwan have taught you well young Skywalker
Om-miwan-can-know-me here and I've just come to say there is nothing I can teach you, dear unless you want to pay?
but alyoda there he's 'the man' I'm sure he knows the farce cause every day he meditates conversing with his ars
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 5:24:33 PM | On a search... to find the one the one with whom consumes the sun the one with eyes that catch my soul the one with truth No hellish toll I wil find him...one day I will continue to look my way look behind you..i am here i wish for one to simply hear there has been such chaos..so much fear yet now open my blue eyes without a tear to try again....to find the one... that warms my lips...like the rising sun that sees thru me and into infinity the one that Completes my blackened sea that chases away the past uneasy and opens the door to a world set free I will find him....wait and see The one that is myself.....the one that completes....me....... | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 5:45:03 PM | Finding time to press rewind ina search for truth of a certain kind in love and passion the things unknown to one of hate ... so vastly shown yet fighting to be just not alone to have a love to call my own to give to one as so many to find the truth among the plenty To have a touch that washes away the pain inflicted and meant to stay to have the eyes become my own in the embrace so passionately shown to give my heart a vast new start not to be ... torn apart anymore dead on the floor noone to adore the sun cascading the shore Love me...hate me... Do you truely see me? Can you find with me... infinity.... eternity equality the other half of me? We shall see..... What may be.... standing on the ship... waving of a hand waiting for you to notice the blue gleam of my eye as I wave to you HI yet you dont see..... just a frenchman with a finger You dwell on him and linger.... Ask him to move......to see a dream the one who awaits.....with eyes that gleam come to me.....hold me true love me and know...... someday..... love.... may just be..... true..... who knew........... | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 6:52:57 PM | mythical days, and sleepless nights alone for the spinning of time juxtapose within each shore a far reaching dream to find the other half of a soul you say...
my art renders me vulnerable and naked showing feelings with every tap of my keys unafraid of sorrow, unafraid to wish challenging time to break me down i surface, with destiny within my reach only to lie motionless on still waters lying on my back floating, drifting...
formidable foes stand and guard from within the doorway to my heart not allowing anyone to break through my intensity, my dying art to speak free to never hold back, squaring off with adversaries
days and nights pass as i wait and realize...
that i am nothing more than a man with desires, with goals, with dreams to find the other half i thought not possible my heart skips to think of this possibility to give unto me.... to have someone who was true screams my favorite new word.... forsooth! | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/24/2006 10:40:48 PM | - A "DEEPER" LOOK -
I wanted to see the "real" you So while you lay asleep I lifted up the blankets And then I took a peek
I liked how genuine you were Your legs seemed quit sincere Your back it spoke of honesty Integrity your rear
I looked a little deeper Your shoulders spoke of strength Your breasts both said the same thing Your belly was the length
I went a little farther Before I learned you more Your character outstanding I wanted to explore
So if you woke up smiling From naughty dreams you get You might have had a little help In making those sheets wet!
- Erik - hehehehehe,...  | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/25/2006 6:16:44 AM | Tenz...Beautiful..beautiful...beautiful writes...always...you know that by now though....ill say it again in case you forgot...Beautiful.....Thank you....
Erik....My goodness baby...i was wondering why my sheets were a little damp..lol....you are so silly..but i like the smile it brings when i wake up and read of your little adventures.....thanks my dear...once again....
~~Rambling and rambling and rambling and rambling......~~
To hold true to beauty unclassified is to see into a soul set free.. whether from diversity.,.... hardships.... past torments.. abuse... suffering... and all the bullsh*t in between .... To give a simple kiss is to capture a soul unto your very own lips.... a kiss .. especially the first of all kisses is one that tells you if your heart can sink like a battered ship into the sea and indulge in the beauty captivating the soul of that one that leaves you with just that.... a kiss.... a simple... splendid... passionate ...kiss.... To open a heart to another.. now a days... is to find one day how it feels to have it ripped out and stomped on with out a blink in reverse to see if you are still standing... i have received that one time too many..... hard as it is to open the locked gate filled with love yet given.. i feel it is time to do just that... to explore and find out what it is truely felt like to be loved... to have someone hold you in their arms and make all the past so clear.... that of all the scarrs left unto you this one, with the arms wrapped so delicately like a bow on a gift, is the reason it all happened... jsut so that one can move on and begin again.. in a sense.... begin a new life... without the past stained in blood to lead the way... without the things that poke in a mind left insane thru anothers harsh fists flung or demonic words thrown..... To know life.. in general is what it is if one just open their eyes to see it for just that.... happiness is a word that rolls so delicately off ones tongue... a word hard to use yet ready to find what the meaning is .... Love? strong .... a true to meaning word that is unclassified.. though in so many voices it rings as a many of things.... its meaning will never be known but to who holds it in their heart who captures the essence of the whole word.... not just the l or the o or the lov.. but the whole.... LOVE.... what it is... how does it feel? unknown to so many yet yearning to know just that in this heart left blackened like the burnt sulfur of a match..... now that you have hurt the poor frenchman and left him bowing to his knees for a simple glimpse into my blue grey eyes.... what is it you do? do you simply wave and turn away with a smile or do you say to me "wishing you could be on my island but in the end...you are not...im sorry".... or do you continue to look for me.... as i walk away and wish in my mind you would find me..... you would search to find the one that captured your heart thru words on this pixelated screen... for the one that captivates you with her blue grey eyes..... would you find me.. somewhere? sometime.... to see if that battered sinking ship would be set sail with that simple kiss i lay upon your lips...... what would you do? .......... | |
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/25/2006 6:29:57 AM |
To give a simple kiss is to capture a soul ... a kiss .. especially the first of all kisses is one that tells you if your heart can sink like a battered ship into the sea
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| Bubblez....bubblez...everywhere...... Posted: 11/25/2006 6:57:53 AM | ~~A Wandering Thought~~
A wandering thought a past yet fought future left sought To rhyme in reason to hold tormented treason Yet left wondering of what to rhyme Will it be a heart in horrific time Or a love that has yet to shine A beautiful vision of the sea A captivaiting moment left only for me What, oh what, will it be.... A wandering thought? Maybe... How about a fairy in flight? or maybe just maybe a kisses delight or maybe even a demonic fright how about an immaculate sunrise? Or the tears streaming down the bluest of eyes or maybe even how the "HIlls Have Eyes" How about the "13Th floor"? Or The love of One whom I truely adore... Or maybe even the sandy sea shore.... How about the intense longing within? OR the bloody knives of "Freddy Krueger's" sin Or maybe Ill just write of the stench of perspiration..... Bet with that I would get a grin....lol Well a wandering thought indeed.... Write what you see..what inside you need A wandering thought...a wandering key Just write and write....what sets you free............ | |
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