| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go go dance with bananas from Santa
Posted: 3/12/2007 7:17:51 AM | Like the time love gave me its unforgotten kiss
and the lights all went out because of this
but man I could see..better than before
thats love for ya.... it always tastes like more
doing this twisty thing with you all the.......time
like That Time...and time and time...............again
I find love and kisses opening my....................blisses
Makes me happy just to be alive..............Now......kiss me | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go go dance with bananas from Santa
Posted: 3/12/2007 9:34:35 AM | kiss me soft and tenderly
just to test that side of me
then pour in your passion from that glass
we've kept it guarded because of past
let it flow with heart felt joy
realeasing all we need to employ
timelessness brings new light
your kiss now being my delight | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go go dance with bananas from Santa
Posted: 3/12/2007 4:07:32 PM | ^^That is really beautiful Thorb^^
Your kiss now being my delight
Your love I will no longer fight
Your altruistic hopes for me
Shows you want what's best for me
And for me that best is you
So now my love let's start anew
The past belongs to yesterday
So here and now's where we must stay | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go go dance with bananas from Santa
Posted: 3/13/2007 11:14:38 AM | So here and now's where we must stay
no need to wish upon that star
just relax and play the daily game
of wondering just where you are
no immediate need for chit-chat
i'm not that kind of girl
i know just where you're at
when it seems you've given up on this world | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go go dance with bananas from Santa
Posted: 3/13/2007 1:49:09 PM | when it seems you've given up on this world
the world doesn't give up on you
there are needs for constants swirls
of reds and whites and blues.
some take place in a manner of speaking
some will take place in the car
some will take place while cellphones are beeping
others press gang you from bars. | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go go dance with bananas from Santa
Posted: 3/13/2007 1:58:02 PM | Others press gang you from bars
they must be unappreceative of stars!
or moonlight and contact of eye
to dance for pleasure to a sigh!
to paint a canvass, dance the dance
enjoying so, to life enhance!
See the birds, the new, the spring!
Joyous happiness in all new thing! | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go go dance with bananas from Santa
Posted: 3/13/2007 5:48:39 PM | Nay! Focus upon newborn kiss!
Be kind to all; lest you will miss
The blessing that come from life everyday
Are special gifts that God sends our way
To lift up our souls; when they cannot fly
With love's gentle breeze your tears He'll dry
So do not keep track; of all that has past
Instead count on love and make it last | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go go dance with bananas from Santa
Posted: 3/13/2007 6:49:11 PM | Instead count on love and make it last
todays concerns will soon be past
each thing we do, each thing we see
'tis but a moment, you and me!
Let us enjoy through a glance
focused not upon bloody lance
harbour persons those in strife
savour that the depth of life! | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go go dance with bananas from Santa
Posted: 3/13/2007 6:58:45 PM | Savour the depth of life....Instead count on love and make it last right...all through the night to the last drop and that just means ....every thing under the sun.....everytime it comes around I want to blow the clouds away make it alright ....ooohhhh....
the way he talks when he's spoken to ...
take it easy baby you're right here ...
and it's all up to me... just be who you are and that's fine by me cause I love the way you talk to me baby and it's really up to me...come on baby...
come on baby give me your sweetest pet name ...again... take it easy baby.. take it easy... baby take it easy..I know it's up to me but .....say those words ...take it easy baby...."Ohhhh ...gotta have you... Babe" | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go go dance with bananas from Santa
Posted: 3/13/2007 8:46:45 PM | ‘Ohhhh ...gotta have you... Babe" came screaming from the stage
hot hormonal rage ripping clothing off a phrase heard between teenage screams
dreams walked slow compared to love’s desire to penetrate that
don’t need a glove to feel inside that padded cage my little honey bean
Take hold of my gun and squeeze … Babe
blow my heart to smithereens
ride across my river into that forest so we can hide for days
driving so deep the pillar will weep from ecstatic joy | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go go dance with bananas from Santa
Posted: 3/13/2007 8:58:21 PM | driving so deep the pillar will weep from ecstastic joy
just like a little boy
and I will believe again in innocence
of the day we first met and we never knew how to feel the true fun and joy
and instead we had to deal with other stuff
sometimes life does this goofy stuff
and it gets kinda ruff
but how nice it feels to feel free and loved again | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go go dance with bananas from Santa
Posted: 3/13/2007 9:14:58 PM | how nice it feels to feel free and loved again
Its almost as if I've cleaned out the drain
all that crap that filled up my sink
festering and growing and starting to stink
suddenly gone now
with a fresh rinse
that shiney and polished prince
could make the coming sunsets very ... Wow! | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go go dance with bananas from Santa
Posted: 3/13/2007 9:19:31 PM | could make the coming sunsets very...Wow!
Like a new Pow!
Wow bright and shiny and all full of spirit
like we could light up the night and just hear it
all in between
our love
and the time just stops for in your eyes
there is hope in all of it. | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go go dance with bananas from Santa
Posted: 3/14/2007 5:48:23 AM | there is hope in all of it, all the shit
all the things that bring us down
and all the words we throw around
are all the pieces of the puzzle that just won't fit
so where do we run, can it be done
can we get away, fret away
become more than we were yesterday
and still maintain our frame of puns? | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go go dance with bananas from Santa
Posted: 3/14/2007 7:44:51 AM | And still maintain our frame of puns
I really like intended ones
Punny or funny both amuse
But listen closely for their cues
Cause if you miss one you'll think "damn"
I could have acted like a ham
Now unintended puns are sweet
For there's no way you'll miss that beat | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go go dance with bananas from Santa
Posted: 3/14/2007 7:45:16 AM | for theres no way you'll miss that beat....and still maintain our frame of puns?
while running around the yard playing looking for funs
funs funs funs...too much of it and the rain come comes comes
but that never stopped me...i'm addicted to the glee
and merriment....nothing like a good run at the giggles
hope all is well again after all the fun...I'm positive the sun is coming
out again...today...although it looks grey....oH here it comes...
'I raise a toast'... to merriment and the sun....where ever it is... | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....you let it go
Posted: 3/14/2007 7:52:57 AM | 'I raise a toast'...to merriment and the sun...
wherever it is...however it becomes
take me with you when you discover
all the things that make you live forever
seeking but never finding your truth
living for giving eternal youth
take me with you when the sun goes down
i'll find you some truth where none should be found | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....bonanza
Posted: 3/14/2007 4:11:57 PM | i'll find you some truth where none should be found
as I walk the trails of this hollow ground city
sharing my empty mind smile
i'll stumble across a piece of some lost puzzle
nuzzle a muzzle under the arm of my right
use my free will to ignore
none should be found in abandoned towns
yet some still hangs around
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....bonanza
Posted: 3/14/2007 9:00:27 PM | Yet some still hang around
For yesterday's echoes resound
Through waves of laughter and tears
And terror that nobody hears
So tonight while you're lying in bed
And yesterday's dreams fill your head
That terror can silently creep
And visit you while you're asleep | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....bonanza
Posted: 3/14/2007 10:42:01 PM | And visit you while you're asleep
I come in the night and satin your keep
Luring your Jack out beneath your moon beam
I follow you into the depths of the dream
The call of the waiting, the cast of the rough
Persuaded illusions to scream it enough
So mote it be is still kinder far
I Visit you golden from a fine shooting star | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....bonanza
Posted: 3/15/2007 1:58:54 AM | I visit you golden from a fine shooting star.
I lived in your past, now I feel you from afar.
Let me say, I dont like ya either,
let me take a smoke, give me a breather....
I dont understand why we cant be friends.
Maybe has somethin to do with life, you dont lend?
I am always searching for another world,
In mine, you are such, lost, and unworked. | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....bonanza
Posted: 3/15/2007 3:27:00 AM | in mine,you are such,lost and unworked.
but as lending and searching and cyberspace goes
who is what and where do we go
minds somewhat similar all needing to know
of past and present all rolled into one
futuristic thinking is o so fine
past dreams and learning all sorts of things
so dreaming shall take us into the light | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....bonanza
Posted: 3/15/2007 3:49:04 AM | dreaming shall take us into the light
where the boogey man waits to take his bite
they let us believe he lives in the dark
behind the big tree in the shady lane park
but, no, not him-he's right here with me
waiting to finally see what i see, to be
let loose upon the world of my choosing
behind every hit, inside each lovin' bruisin' | |
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