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 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
Mine caru
Tis her name
Mine caru
A burning brightly flame
Mine caru
Sexiest appeal
Caru means amour in welsh language
Mine amour' so true
She's mine caru
Bastion to mine moral fiber
Yen of tenderness
Ardor to mine acquire
Inclination of ourn embryo
Eggs birthed as twins
Lost into ourn own conscious
Soulmates
Best friends
Though many knoweth not of that
Me and mi amour' surest do
Maby we canst teach thou
A love story far and true
Maby we canst reach thou
For the ones
With no king nor queen!!!

But
Tis ourn own story
This is the amare we bring!!
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
So many
Get their comfort
Locking their love in solitary room

I'd rather be in the open
With mine amour',
Buck baked
Grass or floor
Cuddled
Huddled
Staring at ourn moon!!!
 Jun 2015
Mohd Arshad
O Almighty! Lit my brain with thy light
I pine to revive the lost imagism kite
Notes (optional)
 Jun 2015
Francie Lynch
Hey, the very last thing
I wanna do,
Is die.
Would make an apt epitaph.
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
Existent tomb's
Of ourn own did we waketh
God separated us two
For a billion years for ourn strengthening
Yet once back together
The moon became ourn pillow
Locked into the nebulas of castor and pollex
Seduced by ourn eyes
****** saliva from ourn chalice
An ****** of a universe
We left ourn bed stains
Two crazies in love
Amour' intense insane!!!
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
I wish god to taketh me soon
In a solitary room
Wherein I can't hurt others no more
Especially not mine muse,

Goodbye blue skies
Goodnight ivory moon
 Jun 2015
Vanessa Gatley
I feel as if you
Use me in some sort of way
A way that can't be conforted by me
After all the gifts , given to you
Still you dont see eye with me
You are fixed on her
Being like your leash and your the dog
I dont get jealous that your're with her
Yet I just abhor that you have a bond with her
That I don't have with you
Drives me nuts in my thoughts
By smiling I'll let you see that I'm fine
When I'm totally not
I have my own path to happiness
Seems to me your not part of pavement
You can the dust from the dirt blown in the wind
Or the tiny line that stays still
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
Tramontane concoction
Alien's of different worlds
Consummate's of relations
A sinner boy and angel girl

First class textings
Between the two of them
Pastlife Amour's
Meeting again in love and best friends!!

Maximal feelings
She calleth a dangerous thing
Yet for eachother
Ourn hearts due flutter
Were two bees without the stings

Cryptic strings
Angelic harped
We seek the moon
And rest at parks

We are two
Yet one in spirit
Forgotten the world
Made poems our pearls
As her voice I draw to hear it!

Her *** appeal
So overriding all the rest
Yet the rest has none anyways
For its mine amare
Tis the best!!

She's not the rest
For that I know
I gaveth up the world
Gaveth her mine soul

For I hope she knows
How much for her I adore
She's that spice in ones head
When life's gone dead
She brings happiness to mine door!!!

Ive never felt this before!!!

And tis
I won't!!!
I shalt not leave her
Yes I do believe her
She's mine Spanish rose!
Mine Spanish queen
And Spaniard dream
Where ice creams stacked
And dripping cream
Sensuality means!!
She's high to me
A throne in glee
A song and tease
I seek her tree
To lie under it
To tasteth her spit
And **** her wine lips
To grasp her tones
To feel her hips
To pull her hair
One stroke at a time
To take a dive
Inside her mind
She maketh Me see
When I was blind
She turned back the clock
I forgot all time
For her I shine
For her I love
For her I'd die
Please
Dont cry
Mine amour
Of mine
Thou art so fine
In a life I never knew
Make me thine husband
Please break me through!!!
Divinity from me soul
 Jun 2015
Seán Mac Falls
Little king of sun toasting petal,
Cups the air with swirling wings
Flashes, flurries of wetted trials,
How you drink of nectar singing,

With invisible wings let whirring,
So robed in arc of rainbows' sky,
Even lofted mist of morn stirring,
All the shaped air, a moving eye.
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
Force majeure happenings
Bewilderment to shake their fuse
Some will give life in materialism
Shalt the others to beg and lose

Pick and choose,

Thy gravestone upon dooms hill
Where mantra's will be sung by nomad's
Zingaros
Zingaras
Yes mam will be no man

Dilettante's shalt write of madness
Whilst dry bones shalt not taste dust
A resurrection of few and many
Heaven roars to immigrant saints
Boom or bust!!!!
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