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randy-bryte
randy-bryte
melancholy lover of the rain / / All poems original Copyright of Randy Bryte
Janet You feel her like a minstral wind Warm and zelous, vibrant, and on fire Enticing enchantments dwell on Ingersoll hill, past on from a Tilbury state of mind Randy A tradesman biding for currency, whilst holding satire court through rose coloured glasses They meet, time stops, a reset has been fathomed For tender love is emerging with torrents of wild, primal, passion flashing premonitions
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Feb 25, 2021
Feb 25, 2021 at 8:31 PM UTC
Janandy
Christmas is here It's been a long year Lord knows it was pretty ***** Hurricanes and Hornets SpaceX and trump They came and repoed my car A good thing occured you can be rest assured I met the girl of my dream She fills my heart with the spirit of Love I think we will be a great team
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Dec 20, 2020
Dec 20, 2020 at 9:25 AM UTC
Goodbye 2020
Where time stops and timelessness begins Where kisses last forever and a day Where butterflies flutter and Cupids hover Where the fever is high and on fire Where our hearts burn with desire Where we lay down together pitching woo Where pain goes to die, loneliness retire Where Goats n Monkeys make eyes at each other
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Nov 26, 2020
Nov 26, 2020 at 10:39 PM UTC
Where Goats n Monkeys Live
So there I was, submerged in the essence of a lady Unsuspecting of what was about to transpire. It happened while I was getting lost in her human beauty. I touched her hand so softly and I gazed into her eyes. Her soul appeared to me guided by my subconsciousness I invited her to linger in my imagination like a spell. Not unlike a  3Dimage comes forward when you move ever so slightly, I saw her inner beauty and it took my breath away. Then she kissed me, and I kissed her back. and the world flashed. Thoughts of Those Little Kisses make me smile and give me hope.
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Nov 26, 2020
Nov 26, 2020 at 10:25 PM UTC
Those Little Kisses
I touched your hand and something stirred inside me, I touched your hand again, and life flashed before my eyes I touched your hand, then I held your hand so softly, I touched your hand and I looked into your eyes Your fingers long with shiny splender, Held manaquinicully still With an electrifying auro that sparkles enchantment, Coveting your secrets of thrill Sheltered by innocence Protected with fear With love they open at will I touched your hand in a dream last night When I woke you were suddenly gone I touched your hand and you disappeared like magic The inevitable end to my song
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Aug 13, 2020
Aug 13, 2020 at 10:14 AM UTC
I Touched Your Hand
Her voice, it's echoing, in the chambers of my brain, Her eyes, they shine, hazel and pure as rain A taste of pleasure, my blood will run so hot, When eyes unite in a forts night we plot No not I wonder, I'm pale and lost without her Nor can I please insatiable desire for her till The forts night we plot, and our hearts will beat together.
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Mar 3, 2017
Mar 3, 2017 at 1:33 PM UTC
When Eyes Unite...
I witnessed a breathtaking sunrise this morning So very pretty that one glance made me smile, and it reminded me of your smile, and it made me think of you Just the other day I watched a person do something very kind for someone they did not know, my heart swelled, and my tears welled, and it made me think of you I heard of joke the other day that made me laugh so hard my belly ached, but in a good way, then I remembered your infectious laugh, and it made me think of you I saw a fancy sports car with curvy sleek lines that made it look like it was going a hundred miles an hour sitting still, then I stared to imagine you driving it, and it made me think of you Through my travels I encountered a bouquet of roses, so I reached for a smell, they were lovely sweet, and I started to think of the wonderful perfume you wore just for me, and it made me think of you I layed my head down to sleep last night and I noticed how soft my pillow was, and as I snuggled up to it I remembered snuggling with you, and it made me think of you I watched a movie just the other day where the world was being destroyed, a man was risking his life to save the woman he loves, as I watched I began to fantasize the man was me, and the woman was you, and it made me think of you I took a deep breath today, and as I felt my chest rise and my lungs began to fill with life giving air, I wished my heart could fill up too, except with your presence, and it made me think of you.
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Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 12:48 PM UTC
All I Do Is Think Of You, Whatever I Do, I Still Love You
dancing on the sands of agony to the saddest song of apathy standing behind tactical amnesty with no chance because we lack capacity we can't advance in fantasy in rampant mankind's laxity this land is ****** by strategy a lack of sanity and demanded voracity a stance of disbanding amity we enhance the mass audacity with plans deteriorating rapidly we only last for a chance at catastrophe
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Aug 21, 2016
Aug 21, 2016 at 9:11 AM UTC
the saddest song of apathy
*Sister Yellow Swallowtail , please take me for an afternoon ride To the tips of Douglas Firs with an Eagles view of rolling hillsides , o'er stained glass , picturesque Hill Country skies For an afternoon twirl atop the tallest Oak , a flight within the Dogwoods by natural , splendid rote A stop at Port Lake for refreshments and quiet reflection A zig-zag trip home full of laughter and amazement* ..
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Aug 21, 2016
Aug 21, 2016 at 9:11 AM UTC
Dancing Butterfly .....
*Have you ever heard the morning bell calling cattle from the dale Seen the Dawn dance of foraging laying Hens Been within earshot of the song of Mourning Dove on the November wind Watch steam pouring from turned Earth in early Spring Hot tea 'neath the fragrant Magnolias , witnessed the March Dogwoods or the June Begonias The frolicking new Calves of April or sat beside a Georgia stream to listen for a spell* .....
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Aug 21, 2016
Aug 21, 2016 at 9:09 AM UTC
My Invitation ....