'til her head's spinning
you speak rings around your girl
better get it right!
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'til her head's spinning
you speak rings around your girl
better get it right!
Hi Kiz.
Better get it right,
left is just NOT done these days,
according to some.
according to some
freshness of a fish is known
by its tail or eyes.
by its tail or eyes
a monkey contains itself
contructing the tree
con(s)tructing the tree
take care you mix cellulose
and water with dust!
and water with dust!
remember the most crucial:
eternal soul's breath.
eternal soul's breath
may not dilute our love
let's talk about us !
let's talk about us
while worldly chatter pass-- time
stalls in our prescence
Stalls in our presence
A stable relationship
Ew - what is that smell??
Ew - what is that smell??
something as bad as a skunk
chokes my breath with stench
chokes my breath with stench
lies poison my meager blood
scythe of time behind
scythe of time behind
slashes the tender shoots of
the unseen future
the unseen future
fantasized by some, but feared
by all whom tread earth
by all who(m) tread earth
is adorned Mother Nature
with beauty and love
with beauty and love
life, ever-fleeting, blossoms
finally buds respire
finally buds respire,
moth's kiss seems to have paid off
life blooms every where
life blooms everywhere
on the cracks of a silo
cows moo to the moon
cows moo to the moon
but the Hounds of Baskerville
keep howling at it
keep howling at it
from dawn to dusk, puppies cry
for tormented souls
for tormented souls
there is no bliss in this world
place your hand on them!
place your hand on them
and wipe their hollow eyes, closed
who am I to judge?
who am I to judge?
well, if you insist I will
show you my magic!
show you my magic!
Sensuality of mine
transcends your divine
transcends your divine
my quality of being
a carnal fidget
a carnal fidget
is all but love to me, just
crude kernels that spawn
crude kernels that spawn
bring color to the virgin
ovary of love
ovary of love
shivers like an ear of corn
troubled by the wind
Troubled by the wind
the tumbleweed sallies forth
no end to the race
no end to the race
no end to the struggle
life goes on and on!
Life goes on and on
no matter how hard we fight
so get used to it
so get used to it
thorns are every where like this
touching makes them prick
Touching makes them prick
and draw a single blood drop
to form a new rose
to form a new rose
she had to bow down the bough
I had to kiss her!
I had to kiss her
earnest eyes shining in joy
and a wet nose, too
[yeah, Ode to Pepper, or some such thing, ha ha!] ;)
and a wet nose, too
run away! a moist tongue
slathers love...my face!
Slathers love...my face!
a picture of happiness
on a cold morning
on a cold morning
one hopes to feel tomorrow
to take day off school
To take day off school
and join the fish in the stream
or maybe catch one...
:wave: oy, Riesa!
[craze, hope you get your snow day after all...;)]
yes, Kiz, I hope the weather channel is underestimating the ppt..."snow showers", my behind!!! Something like "mild blizzard" would be nice..
or maybe catch one...
and eat as well--gluttony,
greatest vice of all
Greatest vice of all
this addiction to the word
poems run through my head