New Poetry Game-Cinquain Chain- Come on, it's easy and fun!

[stephofthenight]

Sorry
Please forgive my
whimsical fantays
my childish hopes and dreams
dumb me..

[krymsonkyng]

dumb me
for fantasy?
no. to hope is alright
so long as the play is the thing
flirt on!

[stephofthenight]

flirt on
you stupid boy
Another has my heart
Can't you see how pointless this is
so blind....

[Maximilianus]

So blind
That you can't see
What's glued onto your nose.
You maybe need a higher dose
Of mind...

[stephofthenight]

of mind
heart, soul and spirit
you are my everything
forever and for always yours
my love

[krymsonkyng]

my love
she's a road map
bound in spiral tattoos
of places we have never been
a trip

[Beautifull]

a trip.
I ask, "to where?"
To a place worth going.
somewhere deep inside where we find:
ourselves.

[krymsonkyng]

our selves
we are many
more faces than the moon
behooved, bemused, bothered, but blessed
Legion.

[Maximilianus]

Legion
Of tree and grass,
Bound to be a couple.
One taut and the other supple
Surpass...

[Beautifull]

surpass...
thought becomes love
one embraces other
as they live past all they thought
likely.

[krymsonkyng]

likely
twitterpated
teen trysts under umber
summer suns may burn low into
the night

[Maximilianus]

The night
She waved goodbye.
Thus bound to be, but why?
My stalwart, fierce and one ally,
Thus died...

[_JadeRain_]

Sorry:
A simple word,
That can be spoken in
Falsehood or in genuineness.
Which one?

[krymsonkyng]

Which one?
Behind each door
rests either the lady
or the tiger. The choice is made
out comes- !

[hack]

outcomes
predetermined
we wheel toward our end
pretending that we don't notice
what comes