This Valentine’s I wish that you were with me.
It’s lonelier than most days I’m alone,
Even though we’ll manage on the net
To touch with words the face we cannot see.
You away are far more dear to me
Than anyone who might remain at home.
My love is in the places that you roam,
Being with you where I cannot be.
We do not choose the objects of our passion,
But passively await the holy fire
That immolates our past and lights our fate,
Twisting through the alleys of desire
So I am yours, and will continue to wait.
not sure what u ppls will think of it
--- \m/ Be Sure Brain Is In Gear...Before Engaging Mouth \m/
Today is not the First time, my Words have made you Mad
Your anger so Misplaced, when caused by me being Sad
I’m only trying to be Honest, and tell you how I Feel
But it only brings Discomfort, and Hardened eyes of Steel
I wish that I Felt otherwise, It would save me from the Pain
But the more I Feel, the more you Cringe and Show me your Disdain
One day the door will open and on the other Side
You’ll finally turn around to see all the Tears that I have Cried
If that sight should make you weep, Remember that I’m your friend...
Despite the tears and Heartache, I’ll be here Til the End
--- "The Problem with the English language is that it is as pure as a crib-house whore. It not only borrows words from other languages; it has chased other languages down dark alley-ways, clubbed them unconscious and rifled their pockets for new vocabulary."
Etain wrote:
Umm....if I write one does it have to be a happy/loving one? Right now my love life stinks
ummm did mine seem happy?
--- "The Problem with the English language is that it is as pure as a crib-house whore. It not only borrows words from other languages; it has chased other languages down dark alley-ways, clubbed them unconscious and rifled their pockets for new vocabulary."
- “oooh”, said the smiley, “somebody mentioned me? wow! i’d better get my skates on and reply. Don’t want to seem uninterested”
*shuffles papers and pens on the desk*
(actually it’s more like, rolls across the papers, and knocks the pens on the floor )
“Hell i wish i had arms!" cries the smiley, “nobody will EVER love meeee, i can’t hug her, or run after her, or even write a rhyme for her. Hmmmmmm, but maybe a kiss? oh yeyyyyy! i CAN do that!"
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Well u can’t have everything in life, but there’s far worse things than owning a smiley with a 36inch tongue
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**entering SERIOUS area - please wear sensible shoes and a big hat - you have been warned**
It’s that time of year when our feelings are shown,
When we most like to show how our love may have grow,
Though there may some days when we wont be together,
I just ask of you this, please never say 'never',
Though miles apart, and maybe just fiction,
I’ll just wait in time, and show my conviction,
For the touch of your hand may one day clear my pain,
But until that time, oh this feeling’s a drain,
So i just pass the time, as i think of you close,
As i dream of your touch, and that kiss i need most,
And maybe one day, fate decides it’s our time,
And i’ll hold you so close, and feel love so devine.
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» WRITE A POEM TO YOUR LOVED ONE HERE.
First 
“I’m sorry for all the things that never happened and everything we never had..."
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