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Roses are red violets are blue
Remember way back when , when patience had a hold of me ?  
I remember how I drove you insane when I used go fast
Well, boys being boys , I always wanted to be the first one to get to the finish line.
Like driving a brand new automobile ,
Selflessly always thought I was the only one on the road. Taking advantage of the situation, burning rubber and left you in the dust.
Could never understood why you wouldn’t chased after me
To emerge and merge with the motion of the moment
Why it took you so long to catch up with the waves of the motion .
Could Never understood  why you wouldn’t leap forward, as I travel across the stars,  the moon , the whole universe as I chanted in tongue
Girl lol  I remember the sour on your face but I never understood your reason before more of the great unknown becomes known. For it reveals a new understanding deepening the range of clarity. expanding scope and the warmest mystery. Now vow to ignite the guiding light of passion in a moderate submission while gazing into one another
Now as I accept my invitation to welcome the full scope of the landscape . Now I swear , pledge to appreciate and love the motion of a steady ***** prolonging ride
Now I pledge to love and accept the importance of time as I enjoy a little longer the magic in the mirror, listen to your whisper in the wind, feel your rain upon my skin and become one with the heat of the road as we enjoy the allure of all the butterflies when the roads finally merge and arrive simultaneously at the end of the rainbow. like the hands of time as the cuckoo clock sings another favorite midnight song, roses are red , violets are blue
Girl you’ve always been my favorite song when we arrived at midnight …… I only wish I could   Stop the hand of time and park here forevermore!


#younglove #teenagesex #understanding #storyteller!
 Sep 2013 R Guildenstern
martin
We go way back
To bits of boys

We shook hands
He crushed his can
So I crushed mine

We walked
We biked just like we used to
He's done well, we both have
In our different ways

Some things we didn't need to say
It was there
Funny slightly scary he remembers
Stuff I had forgot

Oh my god
He knows me better than
I know myself

Big wide gaps we strode across
Filled them up in seconds flat

Left me feeling good
There's no substitute
For a friend like that
i'm sure she doesn't
read you robert frost poetry
and i'm sure she doesn't
text you a reminder to look up at the moon at night
she doesn't
call and sing "peach" by the front bottoms into your voicemail
just so when you're having an off day
you can stop and listen to the sound of my voice
1200 miles away.
you say
i miss you
oh my god i can smell you
i want you here
i trust you wholly and entirely
i miss you
i want you so terribly
i love you, baby girl
i'm longing
i would be devastated to lose contact
you say you'll leave her when she gets back home
you try to pretend her head is the top of mine
and she doesn't smell like me
nor taste like me
nor hugs like me
there's only one kind that smells the best-tastes the best-
there's only one kind  of warmth i like best and when its taken from me im left with a sting in my mouth and i'm cold
i miss you i miss you i miss you and i love you still.
YOU SAY
even though your energy surrounds my heart, not having you here physically aches.
you broke up with her.
the next day
i call and she answers your phone
you text and say
don't ever call this number again
i'm serious, brea-ever.
you say, i can't do this long distance, don't forget the things i've said.
and you are selfish, you **** the warmth out of my heart like a leech
we were together for four years and you've known her for a month-she must be so beautiful for you to give this up
but i know she doesn't watch you sleep before you wake up.
 Sep 2013 R Guildenstern
Àŧùl
23rd December, 1990; 20:45 IST GMT +5:30
The universe is born with a history & time is started.
Atul is born on a rainy-stormy frigid snowless night.**
People were made to believe that all of this has had been there since a long time.
But for me, the world started when I was born and will end when I die.
Just some Gibberish vain minded words.
Thought I'd scare you with my boredom today!
Ha ha ha! :-D
The mad beat of blood
pounding inside me
in firelit sands
the rush of ocean waves
I close my eyes
And lose myself to my body
moving as if hypnotized
like some ancient charmed snake
"Oh, the Devil makes us sin,
but we like it when we're spinning..."
out of control
as we bend time against its will
in one cyclical beat
slow it down
I open my eyes
And there you are

standing still
in this sea of bodies
And I am pulled towards you
like moon and tide
like some unknown magnetic entity
my eyes draw you near
"Because we like it when we're spinning..."
skin to skin
warm breath on my neck
eyes aflame
to this beat of lust lust lust
thank the Devil for this sin
again... Oh!
Inspired by the song "Paradise Circus" by Massive Attack.
A handful of paces
to the left
then up to the door
behind which she slept
last night
and all the nights before
now invited to join
from the bed,
to the wall,
to the kitchen floor.
Daniel Magner 2013
 Sep 2013 R Guildenstern
Àŧùl
I was in the usual bad mood back then,
So to divert myself from the mess,
I just scanned FB randomly.

I joined a group whose name I forgot,
But how should it matter here,
I just met her there then.

I then befriended the cutest devil,
We now verse well together,
I just long to meet her.
I am a happy guy now!
My HP Poem #360
©Atul Kaushal
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