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Oh, there was life in those wanton kisses...
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Spring has dawned
Birds not only sing, but dance
Rain no longer breeds sadness
But seems to kiss the ground
And then leap up with joy
For I know ..
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Inspired by a friend who was inspired by a friend who was inspired by another poet... wow, the things that happen at the cafe. :)
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Possessed by a wild, free spirit
She stands, unsure which road to take
For he takes her heart and bends it
Until she fears that it will break
Li..
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Just a light little verse with rhyme. Not intended to be scholarly or deep. It was shorter when I first posted it, and I've made it a little longer.
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When I write of an emotion, surely it will never be
Accurate enough for all who read to plainly see
The true essence of a sentiment like love
For a..
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This just popped into my head. I suppose it's rather like one of Henry VIII's love-interests is speaking out?
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She wasn't fourteen, and you had no idea...
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Just a weird form idea that came to mind as I was writing the piece, which obviously didn't seem natural in any other form? I dunno. :) My insomniacal..
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Yes, it's corny. No, I don't care that it is. :-)
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