you find
what moves your heart
in small places and things,
a bird, a laugh, colors made new,
made bright
you find
what moves your heart
in small places and things,
a bird, a laugh, colors made new,
made bright
made bright
my eyes, my smile
you did it, you culprit
they are like flashing neon lights
you're here
I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.
"If you're going to write you better have somewhere to come from." Flannery O'Connor
you're here
amongst the stars
across the sky you breathe
from horizon to horizon
you are
you are
the soul speaking
of wonder and rainbows,
a sullen sky waking over
water.
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water
in undergrownd
river just glittering
silently in the echo sound
whispers
The rain started to fall, cleaning out the remains of once inevitable sin. Cold massive drops shattered on the nitid parchment and all the color was being washed out leaving just dull, wet page and purple stains on her old ripped up jeans. The color shall never come out; as well as she shall never avoid the darkness spreading in front of her. And within the darkness, something furtive, silently floating in the air with hiding secrecy anticipated birth of entirely new meaning...
whispers
barely spoken
a sound so sweetly sung
there just beneath the river edge
a song
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Whispers
from lovers far
away sometimes reach us
just like “I love you” shouted in
our ears
"You must be the change you want to see in the world." Gandhi
oh dear...
our ears
attached liked twins
hear sounds of love approach
sensitive and alluring wait
to kiss
to kiss
the face of God
kiss your fingers and place
them into the clouds and he will
capture
I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.
"If you're going to write you better have somewhere to come from." Flannery O'Connor
capture
the light of you,
make you see it, then act,
sing, make a poem, paint your life
holy
you're here
but I cannot
see or feel any red
hair or a reflection of it
My God!
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When asked how World War III would be fought, Einstein replied that he didn't know. But he knew how World War IV would be fought: With sticks and stones.
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sorry,,,time lag problem
holy,
sacred, so what
cows are not forgiven
for their milk,meat and hide by men
all over
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When asked how World War III would be fought, Einstein replied that he didn't know. But he knew how World War IV would be fought: With sticks and stones.
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all over
let's play charades
tell me what it sounds like
how many words or syllables
help me
I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.
"If you're going to write you better have somewhere to come from." Flannery O'Connor
help meOriginally Posted by ampoule
these deceptions
are no joy for my heart
paper flowers grow not in love
gardens
Zzzzzzzzzz
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When asked how World War III would be fought, Einstein replied that he didn't know. But he knew how World War IV would be fought: With sticks and stones.
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Oh NO! Not love again! lol
of love
hearts and flowers
steamy showers, back rubs
serenade me with your oboe
oh no
I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.
"If you're going to write you better have somewhere to come from." Flannery O'Connor
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