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Smile white
So bright tonight
And I love the way you move

Happy times
Oh, silly smiles
And ev'rything turns okay

I know
I know it
I know it's gonna be all right

I know
I know it
I know that we will sleep sound'ly tonight
For my brother
In the mist of the darkest days
My love for you is as pure
As a blooming spring flower
Red
Red is the pain that bleeds
Red is the hatred that feeds

Red is the love that rots
Red is all evil thoughts

Red is desire for power
Red is the devils hour

Red is a killers knife
Red is a burning life

Red is the destructive side
Red is all those wicked sins inside
We use Red to represent bad, the devil, so when we hand those red roses over to our lover what are we really saying?
The light of a candle,
shimmering off your skin.
A long night awaits, us.
Echos of our breathe, as we exchange wind.
Haunting my presence, theses thoughts within.
A slave to your nature,
confined to your confines,
I hope for;
again.
I'm tired of this game,
This late night game,
I don't want to play --
I know I shouldn't play.
But you make me feel
Like I'm being looked at,
Not laughed at, like I'm
Beautiful, **** for the
First time in forever.
I don't want to play,
Yet I keep initiating it.
I want to be the one you
Hold in your heart, but
I'm the pictures on your
Phone, and it sure as hell
Isn't me you're holding.
I'm sorry I'm not enough to be
more than pictures on your
phone, and words in your ear.
The night was young,
The scene was set.
Dinner was made,
We were off to a great night.

You looked stunning,
With your tan boots and **** hat,
Your cologne smelled wonderful,
And your eyes shone bright.

We started off awkward,
Like most dates go.
But as we warmed up,
The fire inside us ignited.

You held me close to you,
I rested my head on your chest and hugged you tight.
Your scent filled my soul.
Everything was perfect, nothing else mattered.

And then, as we swayed together,
You began to sing.
We continued to dance,
And the whole world disappeared.

I feel safe in your arms.
Nothing can get to me,
No one can hurt me.
That was the moment I realized,

I love you.
This is an old poem written after I fell in love with my major. He's taught me everything I know and he's forever in my heart.
Subway Connections.
Your music in your ears
Your eyes to mine

Subway Connections
Where we throw our eyes at each other and then get off the train,
Only to transfer with each other and walk the same path.

But you're connected.

Subway Connections
Your smile to my cordial, inviting glance.
From my battle against your connection to a battle against my nerves

Subway Connections
They're fluttering and frightening
They're either missed or taken.

Subway Connections
**We missed.
I used to see this ******* the 4/5 train every morning. I did eventually talk to her, but this poem is the beginning of the connection.
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