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Sin Nov 2015
Dearest mother my life giver
I write to tell you that no other
Has ever touched my life
Held my broken heart
Wiped away tears of hurt
Picked me up and made it right
But I've found another
Not like you my mother
However she kisses me tender
Wiped away my tears
Holds my broken heart
And picks me up when I fall down
Two angels that reside on my life
My mother and my wife
Kind of went for how a mother and wife do the same to feelings.
Sin Nov 2015
I build you a sandcastle of hopes and dreams
Surrounded by shells of love
As the summer sun warms
The very womb of promise's

A lot of care in my hands
As I strive to stop waves of dispare
Eat at the foundations of my token of love

Let you be the queen to my poor working soul
For I shall build forever more on this ground
To keep you in the castle made of sand
Sin Nov 2015
Rustic love adornes the wind blown streets
Each fallen from a branch of hope
Picked from the safety of life
And tossed around like yesterday's news

Blowing around the feet of strangers
Twirling about with no direction
Not knowing where it will end
Tears now fall from the sky

Resting a while in a safe place
But time cannot return them
So begins the hurry in life
Until the earth reclaims

And life begins again
Sin Nov 2015
Betty spaghetti loved Billy beans
Sat upon a hot potatoe
It's all she could dream
Mixed in a sauce of love and suprise
Betty spaghetti had passion in her eyes

Now Billy beans was so mean
With his flick knife and biker chain
Hair slicked back
And a bottle of jack
He was a salads dream

Betty spaghetti didn't care
So long as she was near
And with Billy she knew
Safety would ensue
And the salad shook in fear

But alas just like life
Betty was cut by a knife
And Billy beaten with a spoon
I'm not mad but can food have feelings hahaha
Sin Nov 2015
Silken touches of the softest skin
Now draped across my naked form
Lying here in passions glow
Breath now rampant
In loving time

Moans of pleasure escape her lips
Like little dropplets of tears
Falling down onto my soul
As I hold her tight against my form

A summer breeze kisses the air
As skin on skin interlock with fire
Mouths eager to lock and taste
Passion is all that prevailed

Her thighs apart and now I rest
Eutopia being the hight of life
To lay here with her
Dreams of yesterday
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