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 Jun 2015
Alice Morris
A budding romance

between the flower and bee

sweet honey for me.
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
Tis foolish is it not not?

How a man shalt get his kicks off some strange woman on a magazine cover
Yet whilst at the same time

There's a model right next to him!!!!
Men see your woman as a queen stop put the magazine and nasty vids down!! And see the queen and model next to you!!
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
I dont seeketh the one in the center of the room
Getting all the attention
I seek the loser
In the fàr left corner.....

Because I am that loser!!!
....
 Jun 2015
Henrianne Dela Cruz
You and I
we are much a like
do you know
how pack animals live?
An alpha is the head of the pack
he makes sure everyone
is okay and alive.
But when a wolf is separated
from his pack
he becomes an omega--
a lone wolf
and omegas are very vulnerable
and lonely.
They are the wolves
typically depicted
howling at the moon
crying out for help
"I am alone.
I don't want to be alone anymore."

You and I
we are much alike
two omegas
howling at the moon.
We heard each other's cries.
And when two omegas meet
they become a pack on their own.

"We're not alone anymore."

You are my alpha.
And I still smile
everytime I remember
what you said.

"I'll let you meet my friends."
you said out of the blue
"Why?"
I asked you.

"Remember when I said,
it is just the two of us?
Well. It is time to meet the pack."

But I was scared.
What if you find out
that I am not really a wolf.

What if you knew
that I was a fox
all along?
On fears of making friends.
 Jun 2015
niamh
Arterial blood
Spills upon pages.
The price for
Our art
 Jun 2015
Secret One
Take my hand and hold it gently
Take my heart and don't let go
Take my soul on a journey
Only you and I will know

Love me like there's no tomorrow
Make me yours forever more
Love me wholly and completely
Every fault and every flaw

Make my knees buckle with kisses
So my mind forgets it all
Make love to me, mind and body
And, in love with you I'll fall
 Jun 2015
L
Behind your eyes, shooting stars
I would make a wish, but what I would wish for is already in my arms
I love you

**
Leigh
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
Everyone's sought after me
Due to the fact I'm not of this world

And everyone wants a different experience

Tis,
     That is me....
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
Tis
The world that doth not understand them
As the two left the world behind long ago
To worship eachother in romance
To maketh love in sackcloth snow!!!

Tis,
The world will never get them
Their extraterrestrial seraphim
Where the moon meets the planet's
Wherein the stream of life flows and runs!!!
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
The pilgrim's pull ashore....

Strange glass waves smash their feeble ships...

In the meanwhile upon land
In the distant abyss.....

The wildmen dance in song singing....
Ya ha ha-way!
Ya ha ha-way!
Ya ha ha-way!

Ha ha ** ha ha ha-way
Ha ha ** ha ha ha-way...........

Connecting to the creator
Hellion's to sojourner men
Outlandish semblance
Blush maroon colored skin...

Pinna's stitched into costume
As bead's wrap their neck
Efflorescence garbs their smiles
As sage smokes their chest's

Trace bouquet Smell's as oak
As the Willow's they do gather
Pinecones and nut's the both
Are used, eaten, and slathered

Tis
Their friends with the forest
Watchmen of Cimmerian adumbration
Not thy average native
Not found on t.v stations

They follow not the world
Nor the things of material crud
They gallop exposed
All unclothed painted in by the mud

Their mundunugu's and isangoma's
Their healer's of sickened loma's
Their future reader's
And old time Greeter's

They hash up balm pharmaceuticals
And mix in remedy anesthetics
Antibiotic doctors
Believer's in angelic medic

The pioneers come in
Scratching their heads
Bearing babies of far distance
Bringing disease with no end

They park their Vessels on edge
Of those wild men they call beasts
They plant their flag of hatred
And the redskin's are forgiving treat's

The ivory men draws gun
Whilst the natives draw their god
The pale man doth run
This is native land didst the whitened did trod

The natal men's Architect was stronger
Against the real true brutes
As the shaman sent home those foreigners
Back to England and Europe's coupé

As when the bleached beau's had left them
They went into different song
It goes like this
Please don't miss

These are the original's of the law!!!!

They Carol in fire hot dance...


Wee hee nah wee hee nah hee nah
Wee hee nah hee nah

Wee hee nah
Wee hee nah hee nah
Wee hee nah hee nah

Hey **!!!!!!!!
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
I thought I was high,
******!!!

As I stepped off her flying saucer
Stepping down onto her neptunian planet
Everything felt so real
It was real
She's me
She mi amour'
Queen of distant shore!!!!
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