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The pen is mightier Than the sword But what to consider The keyboard? How many stanzas Phrases Words Must I conflate To imbue in you My love? Is there no panacea, No way for me to convey The hold on my soul? My heart My being~ Such dulcet thoughts! Your eyes, {My cynosure} Pure felicity So lovely A million ships at the ready The cue being the sight of your smile. Helen is such a fugacious Pipe dream fixation When compared to your gaze Until then, Try as I might, The depth of my feelings Remains the deep ocean Only a ripple wavers At your knees The rest waiting For the Golden Bird Of language To release it's curse Mere English isn't sufficient.
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Mar 31, 2013
Mar 31, 2013 at 2:16 AM UTC
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The pen is mightier Than the sword But what to consider The keyboard? How many stanzas Phrases Words Must I conflate To imbue in you My love? Is there no panacea, No way for me to convey The hold on my soul? My heart My being~ Such dulcet thoughts! Your eyes, {My cynosure} Pure felicity So lovely A million ships at the ready The cue being the sight of your smile. Helen is such a fugacious Pipe dream fixation When compared to your gaze Until then, Try as I might, The depth of my feelings Remains the deep ocean Only a ripple wavers At your knees The rest waiting For the Golden Bird Of language To release it's curse Mere English isn't sufficient.
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thesadnurse
Canadian
Mar 31, 2013
Mar 31, 2013 at 2:16 AM UTC
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