

A Blush.I wonder why I blush the way I do. I wonder why, when here with you tonight, Oh why, when I but glance - my eyes and you, Why do my cheeks betray my heart's delight? Could this be my reaction to your form? Your beauty sparking passion and desire? Or could it be your smile that makes them warm? Your personality, perhaps, the fire. Maybe your mind's the culprit of it too. Your knowing words and thoughtful eyes to blame. In thought of who I wish I better knew, My eyes and mind and soul are set aflame. If it were just one thing, I'd have no clue, But It's everything thaA Blush.


What Goes AroundI found a most intriguing sight one day, along the silent shore: Four painters painting paintings of the painters who arived before. These artists artist art inspired me to join this artsome four, And silent we bemused the musings that would make our music more.What Goes Around
The painter who came first had painted pictures of a fallen tree, But before his leaving he branched out, and thinking thoughtfully, He brushed the pen that inked the brushing brushes of the other three, Inspiring inspirations that he had inspired originally.


Beyond ForeverThe world ended yesterday. It was pretty scary for a while. There was a lot of creaking and explosions and fire and blood. Mountains were torn and oceans were evaporated. And there was a lot of dust. There's still a shitload of dust. There's nothing much else, except dust and the dark horizon. There aren't anymore roads, or buildings. There's no more music or colors. There's nothing to smell or eat. There's nothing funny. It's kind of weird, I guess. But I'm going to sit here for a while anyway. I gotBeyond Forever


pick me up off the groundwhen the ferris wheel comes back around please stop and pick me up, off the ground. take me up with you, by your side, to the top. then we'll make this ferris wheel forever stop.pick me up off the ground
it's not the view ... and i'm afraid of the height, but i want to ride again ... i want to get it right. i could forget my fear ... if i could look into your eyes as we crest to the top and melt together in summer skies.
and if you leaned in to kiss me ...... you'd find me leaning in toward you and the intimacy we shared would be in full view of the crowd below and the heavens above on th
my rocks are kinda big
my rocks are kinda hard
but hard rocks is what i dig
just another randon 'rockout' to you girl!!!!!!!
don't take offence at anything in the poem. it's all in fun and i don't know what you look like anyway so i couldn't be insulting you
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-if you believe the gossip you hear about me then why are you so torn and trying not to believe it?
-definition of gossip- sad, bitter people spreading rumors about people they want you to disslike just cause they do.
you have been rocked by poetryprince.
incase of overdose ....rock somemore and headbang til ya puke out the disco
from a fellow rocker to another .
bye for now
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-if you believe the gossip you hear about me then why are you so torn and trying not to believe it?
-definition of gossip- sad, bitter people spreading rumors about people they want you to disslike just cause they do.
I think you'll kill me soon.
<3
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ever wonder just how deliberately random someone could be?
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-if you believe the gossip you hear about me then why are you so torn and trying not to believe it?
-definition of gossip- sad, bitter people spreading rumors about people they want you to disslike just cause they do.
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