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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 11:46 am
Love is like a red, red rose. Sparkles, blossoms, as it grows. When it stops, no soul knows. Love is like a red red rose. Love is like an iris warm and nice, Sweet like sugar, melts hearts like ice. Filled with loveliness and spice. Love is like an iris, nice. Love is like a tulip sweet, Memories can make you weep. They hold your heart and that they keep. Love is like a tulip sweet. Love is like a dandelion bright, A gorgeous and a lovely sight, Spreading things round, bringing delight, Love is like a dandelion bright. Love is like a violet, It can be kind or violent, Only if you let it, Love is like a violet. Love is like a freesia wild, It touches all, even the child. It may be sever e or mild, But love is like a freesia wild. Love is like a blossom dear, So hold it close, and hold it near, And let it grow and kill your fears, For love is like a blossom dear.
----- Wings Love is grace in winged flight, Love is happiness that feels so right. Love is effervescent, love is pure, Love is poison, love is the cure. Love is happiness, pure and simple, Love is that smile, and those lovely dimples. Love is that cool fall day, Love is the music that makes you sway. Love is the stain on your heart, Love is not the end, only the start. Love is the secret ingredient so key, Love is you, love is me… Though some don’t care, I’ll put it in the air, Love is a vital thing, Love makes angels sing, Love Is like blood through the veins, Love is the serenity of the sound of rain. Love is the heart skipping a beat, Love is the warmth of a hug, so sweet. Love is a kiss on the cheek, Love makes your knees weak. Love puts one in ecstacy, Love gives the soul it’s swing. Love is passion, tender, and sweet. Love is the sound of the birds that tweet. Love is in the words of this poem I write, Love is love is love to me, delight. ----- I feel that heartache, pleading for answers, My mind racing like a wild zebra through the golden African plain. I wish upon a star or coin, The answer’s always the same. I beg this one shall be different. But will it? I’d like to know who’s to blame. My luck in love could be lethal , But you might be mine, the one who keeps me sane. The roses that carry my heart away, It’s on a golden platter, yours, And I Hope it’s your heart I sway. It’s on a platter for only one… You have the power and the key, Bring me happiness, security, or pain, I’ll love you for eternity, eternity, I say. The roses have intoxicated me long enough already, I fear, You are my snow in December, my rain in May.
Be my world and I shall be yours, See the truth on my face? You bring me joy and all that’s grand, You take me to my happy place.
Your eyes show me your pain, I love those eyes… Like an amber pool in the plain, I share that pain too. Though you may not realize… ---- I like Saturdays, And late afternoon rain, I like Six Pence None The Richer, And the shops in Spain. I love music laced with love, I love Queen And ravens, and doves. I like Godiva chocolates And John Mayer’s voice, I love late weekend sleep-ins, And the look of a Rolls Royce. I love Von Dutch and think Louis Vuitton is the Bomb, Dare to be different, And live the whole night long. I love Italian, the true language of love, And the Mediteranian Sea, The color red And rosewater so sweet. I love he who loves me, Today, tomorrow, Or last week. Love is eternal. I shall ne’er forget. I love music, And those awkward moments where palms sweat… Love has been born~
Analyze and see if you can figure out whyI wrote them. :3
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 2:20 pm
Wow, those are way beautiful. heart Who is your lover, Volleh?!
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 2:25 pm
Your Poems = Pwnage
So who is this lover of yours Volley dear?
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 3:13 pm
It's not official. More like a falling-hard crush... And that's a mystery. I dunno...I have a tendency to crush hard, but usually not this hard... I sent an email...I shall await a reply... Until then I listen to Queen~ And thanks for the compleeements guyz.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 4:13 pm
Hmmm, Queen, one of my favorites. Always good to listen to while awaiting a reply to a love letter. xd Crazy Little Thing Called Love...
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 4:16 pm
I'm listening to a debate now...Mom made me shut my musikkk off. =O
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 4:29 pm
[.Volatile.] I'm listening to a debate now...Mom made me shut my musikkk off. =O But whyyyyy? Wut is wrong wit Queen? stressed
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 5:49 pm
It's noise. And I ran outta queen so I started listening to Train, Snow Patrol, and John Mayer. D: He's not emailing back yet. This is driving me karayzay.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 5:53 pm
[.Volatile.] D: He's not emailing back yet. This is driving me karayzay.
It might be a while until he responds. He might be thinking over what you said, or he might not even have seen it yet. You should try to distract yourself in the meantime...
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 5:54 pm
Sailor_Chibi [.Volatile.] D: He's not emailing back yet. This is driving me karayzay.
It might be a while until he responds. He might be thinking over what you said, or he might not even have seen it yet. You should try to distract yourself in the meantime...
It's so hardddd. gonk
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 6:09 pm
★ Ohh, you're good. Good luck! (:
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 6:24 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 6:52 pm
You're an awesome poet. o: Everything flows together very nicely. :]
I can't do anything like that to save my life. xD;;
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 6:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 10:22 pm
Oooh, I know! You are in LOVE! xO
Who is this secret someone, Volly? X3
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