New York City
Ali
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And I held HIm.
In my arms,
cradling HIm like a baby,
until I saw his leather belt
and knee-cut jeans.
I grabbed his belt,
and lost myself in his kiss.
He led me to the room by hand in hand,
on a hot summer-shore day,
and I loved HIm and only Him.
He lied, and best of all,made off
with nothing but everything.
Now I wonder what my prince thinks
of his collegiate terms and misused information,
with a whore on each arm, and a tattoo for
every occasion.And I still love him.
It's my birthday,and I wonder who will call,
who will come,who will fall.
CBGB was rather exciting,and an elemetary education
on what is appropriate to wear out hit me like bricks,
as I tumbled down the shots and set down the beers.
Dare I wear my department store underwear out...
its better if I wear none,but
I might be a hippie.Theyre purple now though.:)
New York seems to be home,a gentle passing of an English prince,
and a Puerto Rican parade,with friends being betrayed,
and a silent girl crying on a ledge,
just waitinbg for someone to hold her off the ledge,
as she sits on the ground and eats her Mushroom slice.
Bounce and George,with a sweet designatingly tender kiss,
and a sweet smell of seraphim,GOD,
I didn't mean to make Him cry,
as I rained tears,as well.
Tenderness and a lament of love for someone I will never have,
Him.And I'm crying right now.I just miss his touch,
the sunrises,and the places we could be in New York City.
adevc2006
This ones' for my fellow countrymen and women.
And for those three,or several more.The loves of my life.
In my arms,
cradling HIm like a baby,
until I saw his leather belt
and knee-cut jeans.
I grabbed his belt,
and lost myself in his kiss.
He led me to the room by hand in hand,
on a hot summer-shore day,
and I loved HIm and only Him.
He lied, and best of all,made off
with nothing but everything.
Now I wonder what my prince thinks
of his collegiate terms and misused information,
with a whore on each arm, and a tattoo for
every occasion.And I still love him.
It's my birthday,and I wonder who will call,
who will come,who will fall.
CBGB was rather exciting,and an elemetary education
on what is appropriate to wear out hit me like bricks,
as I tumbled down the shots and set down the beers.
Dare I wear my department store underwear out...
its better if I wear none,but
I might be a hippie.Theyre purple now though.:)
New York seems to be home,a gentle passing of an English prince,
and a Puerto Rican parade,with friends being betrayed,
and a silent girl crying on a ledge,
just waitinbg for someone to hold her off the ledge,
as she sits on the ground and eats her Mushroom slice.
Bounce and George,with a sweet designatingly tender kiss,
and a sweet smell of seraphim,GOD,
I didn't mean to make Him cry,
as I rained tears,as well.
Tenderness and a lament of love for someone I will never have,
Him.And I'm crying right now.I just miss his touch,
the sunrises,and the places we could be in New York City.
adevc2006
This ones' for my fellow countrymen and women.
And for those three,or several more.The loves of my life.
A whisper and a thrill
A whisper and a chill
adv2005
"Why do I bother?"
The 11th Commandment.
"Whatever"
PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
A whisper and a chill
adv2005
"Why do I bother?"
The 11th Commandment.
"Whatever"
PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
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