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andrew-robertson
American I've been writing for roughly 16 yrs. now.. I generally keep to what I know, but once in awhile, I'll write something very different..it's a nice change. I've moved around my whole life and seen most of the world..many experiences and cultures help my already over-worked imagination.. I can't stop thinking..my mind is racing constantly and sometimes I'm able to write about it..
As I watch closely, Expertly stalking my prey, She still amazes me. Her brilliant blue eyes Are deep as the ocean floor and As wide as the starry sky. Her confident walk ablaze, So stunning and rare, Enchant all who gaze. Her vivacious body, So curvy and precise, What a Hottie! She is simply divine. If I could have one thing, I'd wish she were mine! Written By: Andrew D. Robertson
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Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 5:13 PM UTC
I Wish She Were Mine
Board games, card games your games, my games, I can't get enough. Checkers, Chess, Stratego, Battleship, Clue and Risk require such strategy and a taste of boldness. For Twister and the Slip-n-Slide, you need flexibility and dare. Monopoly, Ultimate Frisbee and Slaughter Ball all require a good amount of aggression, where Senet, Operation and Connect Four only need clever patience. For Jenga and Topple, you need the skill of a gymnast. Rummy, Gin, Go Fish, Blackjack and War, you need only an opponent. Now, go play! Written By: Andrew D. Robertson
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Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 5:08 PM UTC
Game Time
As I looked upon her, The hourglass tipped And I knew my time was running out. I lay there, Thinking of all the things I could've said, Somehow missing the one thing I wished to say. And as I slipped away into the ever-growing darkness, I screamed those words I longed to say, Knowing they would never leave my mouth! Written By: Andrew D. Robertson
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Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 4:58 PM UTC
Undying Love
Twenty years or more ago When I was just a boy, You came to me in a dream And filled my heart with joy. You made me laugh. You made me cry. All in all, Time passed me by. I traveled around the world Searching for my sweet dove. I searched in vain since time began, But you were here all along, my love. I love you more and more Each and every day. The very thought of you Just brightens up my day. Each time I close my eyes, I see you up above. Each time I see you, I see my only love! Written By: Andrew D. Robertson
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Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 4:41 PM UTC
My Love
You stole my heart, but you don't even know my name. Your enchanted eyes imprisoned me, and in that paralyzing moment, I became yours. You stole my heart, but didn't even care. You're the main attraction everywhere you go and never notice your throng of admirers anymore. You stole my heart... and I want it back! Written By: Andrew D. Robertson
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Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 5:44 PM UTC
You Stole My Heart
What if you could control what happens in your dreams? Would you test your limits or go all out in a fantasy? You could fly high as you dare to go. You could swim to the depths of the ocean and wander the streets of Atlantis. You could dance with the stars. You could play hopscotch in the constellations. Would you travel to all those exotic places you've never been? Would you wish for riches, glory and a lavish lifestyle? You could take the Rainbow Bridge to Valhalla and enjoy a feast in Odin's Great Hall. You could even be imbued with all the power of Thor. Would you become a super-villian and ravage the streets? Would you take another route and become a hero to save and protect the streets? Would you wreck havoc on this world with all those "natural" disasters? The greater your power, the greater your adventure... And the greater chance for it to turn into a nightmare. Will you invoke that power and become your nightmare? Will you play it safe and dream of something peaceful? Would you avoid adventure altogether? Whatever you choose, make your dream your own! Written By: Andrew D. Robertson
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Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 5:28 PM UTC
Dreams
God begins to darken the sky near the end of each day. The Linnet serenades the Guardian Sun with it's sweet song as God lays him down to sleep. The most beautiful guardian rises with all her friends with ever-watchful eyes. The Moon, in all her glorious wonder, takes watch over us. They are our Shepherds; our protectors! Those of us who hear their call and rise to the challenges may join the other heroes in the night sky and help guide our next generation. Choose carefully and lead your life with honor and courage and you, too, may be called upon. Will you answer the summons? Will you rise to the challenges that await you? Written By: Andrew D. Robertson
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Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 4:51 PM UTC
A Hero's Philosophy
I like to make myself believe that you're my girl. The truth is far too painful. You never call or even text anymore and your one word replies are few and far between. You're always busy with work, school or friends and never want to spend any time with me. It's tiring, I must agree, but the truth is devastating. I fear what becomes of me when I accept that you have not been mine for quite a while. I like to make myself believe that you're my girl and I know I'll never be able to see you again. Can't you see? I need to believe in something. I chose you long ago... Written By: Andrew D. Robertson
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Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 6:27 PM UTC
I Like to Make Myself Believe
Last night, I saw the largest and most enchanting smile I ever recall seeing. Large, yet cute, dimples with a soft reassuring look. Her eyes were the brightest, most vivid stars in the sky. I've seen many amazing sights in my life, but having our sky actually smiling at me tops them all. It was paralytic beauty and wonder and truly the most enchanting smile! Written By: Andrew D. Robertson
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Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 6:09 PM UTC
The Moons Enchantment
Christmas, Christmas time is far. Guess I'll go to the bar. I'll drink a drink that's filled to the brink. With fizzles & nizzles at the top and bubbles that never pop. I'll savor the taste as it goes down smooth. It really is the best tasting ***** So, Santa, when you get here, bring a keg of this most excellent beer. Stop by my place last and we'll have a blast, as we drink our way through this great tasting brew. Tell Mrs Claus that you'll be home late and make sure you get your story straight. You worked all night & want to relax, so you're having a few drinks with your old pal, Max. Written By: Andrew D. Robertson
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Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 5:57 PM UTC
Christmas Brew