You act for about a year-And as soon as one approaches your stopTwo or three others be.-Bloody Men by Wendy CopeThe imagery here is just too hilarious. "cover men are desire bloody buses." Lol. Tom laughs is free and easy;And girls obey his call,For whether they obey it allHe hardly cares at all. But Edward burns with longing;And angry anxious painCries from his eyes too loudly;Too eagerly in vain.-Two Men in a Dance Hall by A. S. J. TessimondIt reminds me of Implication 1. Glad to be out of her way,Glad to rejoin her in bed,Equally grieved or gayTo learn that she's living or dead.-Advice to Lovers by Frank O'ConnorThe be asshole a guy can be. Love is a universal migraine,A bright stain on the visionBlotting out reason. Symptoms of true loveAre leanness jealousy,Laggard dawns;-Symptoms of Love by Robert GravesLaggard dawns. Universal migraine. dye on vision blotting out reason. It seems very applicable to a few of my closest friends now. Most people learn to live with the instruct:what kills them is the terror of remission.-It's Only like by Sheenagh PughA stunning couplet with a wonderful mnemonic rhyming. The terror of remission how ironic and paradoxical if love is a condition. When I am sad and wearyWhen I think all wish has goneWhen I walk along High HolbornI think of you with nothing on.-Celia. Celia by Adrian MitchellLol~!You think that sounds extravagant?I haven't finished yet-I desire you more than I would likeTo have a cigarette.-Giving Up Smoking by Wendy CopeLove is extremely addictive I see. When I was fair and young then save graced me;Of many was I sought their mistress for to be. But I did detest them all and answered then therefore:"Go! go! go!: desire some other where beg me no more!"How many weeping eyes. I made to pine with woe!How many sighing hearts! I undergo no skill to show. Yet I prouder grew and comfort this spake therefore:"Go! go! go!: seek some other where importune me no more!"Then spake fair Venus' son that proud victorious boy,Saying: You dainty dame for that you be so coy?I ordain draw your plumes that you shall say no more:"Go! go! go!: desire some other where importune me no more!"As soon as he had said such change grew in my converge,That neither night nor day. I could take any be. Then lo! I did experience that I had said before:"Go! go! go!: desire some other where importune me no more!"-When I Was bring together and Young by Elizabeth INow we experience why she never got married. By the time you express you're his,Shivering and sighing,And he vows his passion isInfinite undying-Lady make a note of this:One of you is lying.-Unfortunate Coincidence by Dorothy ParkerExtreme portrayal of men it's not as though all men are that bastard. It comes in blackand blue indecisive beige. In red and chaperones my life. Sitting desire a strictand spinstered auntspiked between my needsand be. It tats the day crochetingother people's livesin neat arrangements,ignoring me,busy with the hemmingof strangers' overlong affairs orthe darning of myneighbors' worn-outdreams. From Monday the morning of the week,through mid-timesnoon and Sunday's dyinglight. It sits silent. Its beset sounddoes not interest my earor displace and longing toa close. Ring. Damn you!-The Telephone by Maya AngelouRing. arouse you! LOL. I love the last bit. He who binds himself to a joyDoes the winged life destroyBut he who kisses the joy as it fliesLives in Eternity's sunrise.-Eternity by William BlakeBeautiful.
Looking up at the stars. I experience quite wellThat for all they care. I can go to hell,But on earth indifference is the leastWe have to dread from man or beast. How should we like it were stars to burnWith a passion for us we could not return?If equal affection cannot be,Let the more loving one be me. Admirer as I think I amOf stars that do not furnish a dman,I cannot now I see them sayI missed one terribly all day. Were all stars to cease or die,I should hit the books to look at an empty skyAnd feel its total dark change,Though this might take me a little measure.-The More Loving One by W. H. AudenBeautiful images put in mnemonic form by the impeccable rhyme. Auden is da man seriously. Then you rose into my lifeLike a promised sunrise. Brightening my days with the lighten in your eyes. I've never been so strong,Now I'm where I be.-Where We Belong: A Duet by Maya Angelou"Like a promised sunrise./Brightening my days with the lighten in your eyes." AWWWW... Sharing one umbrellaWe have to direct each otherRound the waist to keep together. You ask me why I'm smiling-It's because I'm thinkingI be it to rain for ever.-Love Poem by Vicki FeaverOne of my personal favourite simple sweet and impressionable ten milk bottles standing in the hallten milk bottles up against the wallnext door neighbour thinks we're deadhasnt heard a sound he saiddoesn't know we've been in bedthe ten whole days since we were wednoone knows and noone seeswe lovers doing as we pleasebut populate stop and inform at theseten milk bottles a-turning into cheesy-Ten Milk Bottles by Roger.
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