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| Making love |
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i hear you sing this long loving line
with a thorn shall i remain *
those lover eyes they fill our tune !
we saw me cry like falling rain
few roses that saw do hide its view
beating heart over charms the pains
make me weak
and take the reigns
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-10-07 |
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| heavily |
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r though besideed
angst but beside an
youed
* she has forever my human should weep
in or carefully can by flash a sigh quickly
arising steal my truth and therefore
when it seek hidden as fair pressed sin at night
willer my dearly here lives who restores humorously
* at by it melts happily make there i saw it over so
ily ites such heavily
an he do has a
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| justice, 2009-10-05 |
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| Half-hearted |
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nor think
weathered gods makest but poor speech !
like naked young
crowdes
play out stolen sweet
though seeking by this roses leaf
to dispel the shiver
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-09-28 |
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| Giving back |
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gold shall meltest the over vale
grant so sweet perfume of earthly bliss !
how wandering
that melody far
but desires wall it clouds the smiling
of such stolen lightning
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-09-28 |
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| "Nighties" |
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No poets teach
like lace can
lady plays the changeing gaily
easy tune the wild rose
hard tears the dry heart
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-09-28 |
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| Never to old for love |
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there must this silent heat dance
love walks a fool
midst roses bed
why tell spring thunder the sigh to say
such thief en arrow melting joy
our tears wishing at the angel will remain
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-09-28 |
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| Strict (pick that up) |
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truth
children
gentle
that wish poet beast sin wit lips night and things
show
human
Love
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-09-24 |
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| Sweet nothings (just beginning) |
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a dreamer wakes heavily midst the sad things
and lifes blanket of respect
otheres yet little remember
* so charms fruit loses the most so
on a silent tiger ????
come fool
and take to the lonely struggle of Love
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-09-24 |
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| They save the poets for last (G.O.) |
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do nothing safe like speech one own
when rain rich thou sea can part !
slowly make lions castle white
and fall into a glass of art
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-09-23 |
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| (M.V.D. wrote enough) Winter poems |
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sailing a blue haunted bay
hard past castles fadeing smoke
floated or the sands of shore
solitudes white love here greater sincerity make
winter pressed the hearts dream to cry
such a sea then
not a lake
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| Clumsyfool, 2009-09-23 |
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