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 Jun 2015 Day Wing
Lottie
I am a literal poet,
I write in facts, not simile
Or encryption
I tell facts how they are
With a good choice of words
But I never steer away from
The truth

You are the literal poet
You bring life, and wonder
And confusion
You don't needs facts,
Just the beauty of life;
The beauty of you
To bring happiness and promise
To me.
Happy birthday libby:3
□ Go upon an immediate realization
□ That a life with you is to learn to live with me
□ I don't am high for selfish reasons I hide, even if I know what it must be like,
□ Beaten up twice, sealed up too tight
□ All I'm failing to ask is,  I won't make it this third time baby
□ You can break me so much worse,
□ Meaning just a fraction of my life lived without,  the purpose that you give me, cause you are just like a midnight sentence pardon and if only just accepted, didn't find out if I go up or I go down?

Meaning just a fraction of my life lived without,  the purpose that you give me, cause you are just like a midnight sentence pardon and if only just accepted, didn't find out if I go up or I go down?
 Jun 2015 Day Wing
Liis Belle
Forget about London, forget about LA
Or some sunny exotic island you visited last May
And flashback to that winter of young hopeful romance
Of our days strolling around the cobbled streets of France
Key into the Seine, our love sealed by the locks
Feeding bread crumbs to pigeons as they come by the flock
Lourdes's faith and divinity approves of our entwined hearts
Cannes opens its arms for our new united start

But London sticks to your mind
And now you live in LA
Surfing and lying in the open sun
The sunlight is your summer sleigh
Concrete streets and tall palm trees
There's no more chilly winter breeze

And back in France dies our last chance
Didn't you hear? They're removing the locks
They weigh down the bridge, puts people in danger
I guess love can't always last forever
Sometimes the burden becomes too much
And you burn everything that you touch
The time has come to extinguish the flames
And that's the end of our little French game
IN DREAM I LAY .

I just wish to heaven to grant me one dream .
even though all about me is but lean .
i want to be with you when all thing past away .
dream for you as much as my heart sway .
tangled in disaster but hobbled with one harkening .
live your dream even my procession seems no meaning .
dream of kings upon heaven of glorious story .
but i have no courage , i have no power ,hope you be laudatory.
dreams ,so many swept and washed over my face with a mark.
the bloom and gloom , and all but with you i wish one remark.
i hope you be the witness of my bleeding heart that will see sun ,
through your smile .
maybe you cant be mine ,grandeur aloft when my throne is vile
but if you once dreamed of love , im beggar fighting against the
the door of nightmare .
it means nothing when i pain , when i bleed but all bad i mar .
im beggar at your door but for Sapphira or gold i refrain .
only , with the dream of your heart i do sustain.
i just wish to be in your arms when all thing past in dream .
slumber with you though we are hasten with disaster and lame
even if your tongue is the most venomous kiss .
let me sip it till and lay in forever dream abyss .
i know kings , servants , fame , savants , beggars thither reside.
but i fain be there , cause in love i perish and in its dream i ride .
oh what a dream to feel love with you .
and praise to lay in forever dream in your arms to see anew .
 Jun 2015 Day Wing
TT
3 am
 Jun 2015 Day Wing
TT
Sleep deprivation is knocking at the door
It asks to come inside
"No, most definitely not!"
For I must lay here, awake
But you are tired ma'am, you must sleep
"No! If I were to sleep, I will dream of him"
You are only hurting yourself, ma'am.
"I couldn't possibly hurt anymore than I do right now"
Then why don't you sleep, ma'am,
*Why don't you sleep?
You chose me.
I was always the one to be chosen last.
You loved me outrageously before  
I even knew how to love me.

God you amaze me.
Help me be loving like you God.
Thank you God for making me full.
I feel it.

I want to love like you love me.
#love #God #feelings
 Jun 2015 Day Wing
Anderson M
Work as awesome
and not tiresome
life becomes less worrisome.
Just trying to just capture the mystique
elements out of the eccentric
moments that make  my time at work hectic.
 Jun 2015 Day Wing
Anderson M
Beneath the veneer
of one's sneer
resides a penchant to domineer.
It's thus prudent to adhere
to one's intuition to veer
from matters severe.
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