there's nothing like
....someone, being a friend
.........lending a hand
..............a shoulder, an arm
.....................giving a hug
.............................and being there
.........................................for them
youre such a beautiful writer...i have enjoyed reading your poems here so much... i hope im strong enough to stick around and keep reading them,,,thanks!
...It's only after disaster that we can be resurrected...
it's only after you've lost everything ...that you are free to do anything....(Fight Club)
i watch you from below
you get so high climbing those trees
but in my mind i cant help but see you fall
and in reality i catch you
somehow someway i catch you
dreams are beautiful but i wish you wouldnt climb so high
deadnote, you were possibly right
I climbed as high as the stars in the sky
yet I rose, I didn't fall
yet if you still have that net
can you spread it
case I go splat
and get another locked thread
cuz devolved
into chat
or a spat
or a cat, in the hat
Yes, dreams are beautiful
tho they be an escape from reality
or on the edge of fantasy
they can be fulfilling
if one is willing
to take the chance
to take the dance
to find romance
and dream a little dream every night
when your mind takes flight
Create Good Things........
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Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
Let me hold you in my arms
And twirl you around
We’ll do the Rumba
And find each other numba
When you twist your hips
We’ll do the Samba, and the Quickstep
Till we run outta breath
We’ll do the Swing
Get down and try every thing
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
I’ll take your hand, arm in arm
Should to shoulder
Hip to hip
As we twirl around
We’ll go toe to toe
Cheek to cheek
Lip to lip
While we slide and slip
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
We’ll dance the Tango
While I kiss your lips
Like a juicy mango
We’ll jump and hop
And do the Foxtrot
We’ll give it all wev’e got
Till we’ve spent every drop
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
We’ll do the Waltz
And devour each other
Like ice cream malts
And lick each other
Like margarita salts
Oh yeah! Baby! Let’ dance!
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
Well do the Salsa
And we’ll do the Cha Cha
While I slowly
Slip off our lacy bra
Nah, nah, hey, hey, baby
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
We’ll do the Mambo
And slide around the dance floor
Beggin’ to savor each step we take, and more,
Of each other’s flavor, of gumbo
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
We’ll do the Bolero
And rope each other
Like we’re in a rodero
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
And swing each other around the floor
While begging for more
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
Let’s do some romancing
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
Oh yeah! Baby! Let’s dance!
Create Good Things........
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youre such a beautiful writer...i have enjoyed reading your poems here so much... i hope im strong enough to stick around and keep reading them,,,thanks!
it's only after you've lost everything ...that you are free to do anything....(Fight Club)
... I'll ride the wave...where it takes me....
Thanks for your very kind words!!!
and jammam,
thank you too
I just try to write
from the heart
and not from the mind
'cept when I'm writin'
'bout cyber-behind
..course, then it flows
...from my fingertips
.....whien I'm daydreamin'
.......'bout bumpin' n' grindin'
...........hips n' lips
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..with an Angel with a velvet glove
Now, I am given to fly
With another Angel
Who wants to take me high
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No...it looks like youre a Soldier of Love again
did you notice your posts got knocked down quite a bit?
what happened?
that I was Given to Fly
..and now I get blown down,
to a Soldier of Love again, I sigh
oh well.....battle on
I'll climb back in the trenches, and climb more fences
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deadnote, you were possibly right
I climbed as high as the stars in the sky
yet I rose, I didn't fall
yet if you still have that net
can you spread it
case I go splat
and get another locked thread
cuz devolved
into chat
or a spat
or a cat, in the hat
Yes, dreams are beautiful
tho they be an escape from reality
or on the edge of fantasy
they can be fulfilling
if one is willing
to take the chance
to take the dance
to find romance
and dream a little dream every night
when your mind takes flight
Graduate of the School for Sexual Gifted....magna cum loads
that's why we all need our dreams
and fantasies to carry on....right Holey?
...are the seeds of reality
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you never know....
then you are stuck
in a reality without hope
so...I'd rather
spend some time
dreamin' n' fantasizin'
and maye an ounce of two
of those dreams
will bloom
like seeds, into reality
that's why I love Science Fiction
today we have....Communicators (Razor Cell phones)
Who knows what tomorrow will bring
but if it's postulated (dreamed)
with good intentions and purpose
it's more likely, than not, to come fruition
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Ball Room Dancing
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
Let me hold you in my arms
And twirl you around
We’ll do the Rumba
And find each other numba
When you twist your hips
We’ll do the Samba, and the Quickstep
Till we run outta breath
We’ll do the Swing
Get down and try every thing
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
I’ll take your hand, arm in arm
Should to shoulder
Hip to hip
As we twirl around
We’ll go toe to toe
Cheek to cheek
Lip to lip
While we slide and slip
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
We’ll dance the Tango
While I kiss your lips
Like a juicy mango
We’ll jump and hop
And do the Foxtrot
We’ll give it all wev’e got
Till we’ve spent every drop
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
We’ll do the Waltz
And devour each other
Like ice cream malts
And lick each other
Like margarita salts
Oh yeah! Baby! Let’ dance!
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
Well do the Salsa
And we’ll do the Cha Cha
While I slowly
Slip off our lacy bra
Nah, nah, hey, hey, baby
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
We’ll do the Mambo
And slide around the dance floor
Beggin’ to savor each step we take, and more,
Of each other’s flavor, of gumbo
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
We’ll do the Bolero
And rope each other
Like we’re in a rodero
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
And swing each other around the floor
While begging for more
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
Let’s do some romancing
Baby, let’s do some Ball Room dancing
Oh yeah! Baby! Let’s dance!
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you can do the dancin' for us