To the occasion!
Formal dress--humor me please.
This is my last night.
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To the occasion!
Formal dress--humor me please.
This is my last night.
This is my last night
I will become a day soon
and will shine again!
I am posting now.
The post is gonna be short.
Now it is over.
now it is over
tune in this same time next week
for another show
for another show
there is no harm
you are young and pretty
and need more calories to burn
let's dance!
Let's dance!
Feel the blood thrum in your veins.
Dance with me, oh please!
dance with me please
hand at the small of my back
warm breath on my neck
warm breath on my neck
is surely going to melt
me down like chocolate
"me down like chocolate"
sounds like a very bad rap
song mouthed darkly...
song mouthed darkly...
not your fault. All things taste bad
in senility !;)
in senility,
hair greying, the world a blur,
a relaxed liquor
a relaxed liquor
drooping in your palm, tends to
bring sudden flashbacks
....
bring sudden flashbacks
I remember our first night together
It was pure heaven
it was pure heaven,
no pearly portals to pass--
walked no street of gold...
saw no Tree of Life
no One Sitting on a Throne--
only you alone...
only you alone
can make me visit the ninth
section of the clouds ~ ~ ~
....
section of the clouds
brings mystical illusions
to the heart and mind
To the heart and mind
Love flies on its little wings
Infecting the Earth
infecting the earth
with the germs of shigella
floods spread disease
floods spread diseases
beyond the sight of seeing
rescue required
Rescue required?
I can help. Take my hand, please.
I will not let go...
rescue required
my love has clenched my heart
I have no way out
I will not let go..
I will bite deep into you
I am in mad love
I am in mad love
and mad in love, love which you
dont reciprocate...
"only you wont budge!"
he says. But hey! Look at me
being tampered with!
"grow up, my love, grow",
they say, but i so enjoy
my ingenuity....
your precariousness
is your weapon against all
the peace in this world...
the peace in this world...
no, no, it is not for me
my heart beats for you
my heart beats for you
and sometimes misses a beat
when you come closer...
and we become one-
So now when I want to drink
Your hand lifts the cup
Be careful, no slips
The porch gets slick when it rains
Hold on to the rail.
Hold on to the rail
my shoulders are deep frozen
to support your head
to support your head
your require wider shoulders--
Cabeza grande!
Cabeza grande!
l'chien, l'chat' meow
ouvre la fenetre!
ouvre la fenetre
pour haiku Débat syllabe
international.
internationale
Oui, une homme dans haiku
une haiku dans belle!
Okay so...uhm..if this goes on like it is, i'll hv to keep my keenspirations with me! :p
can we go back to good ol' english please?