Different strokes.


You live in a world full of beautiful people,
While I walk alone in search of my true love.
I am a person you have to put up with.
The poor, the feeble; but inside I am good.


You cannot see the heart I hide;
It is truly pure and I guess it will remain only mine.
I am an angel from above with a non-existent outer beauty,
So all you get to see is a part of me.
I wear my beauty on the inside;
You shine so bright that I have to lie
And say I could never love someone as beautiful as you.
But the truth is I could;
The truth could become, I do.


You are surely already taken
And I am surely completely mistaken;
But if you are single and I am what you want,
Then I will give you all of my love.
It is all I have; this is my lot.


I am stunned by an exquisite babe;
I would be yours always, if you wish, just say
And as I see you silently walking away,
I have my answer;
But still it was a pleasure to see your face.
I hope you continue to be a happy dancer.


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Beau


I think about you every day.
You make me smile when the clouds are grey.
I wish I knew that you felt the same way,
Because I could love you, maybe, some day.


I dream about you every night.
I am so happy inside your light.
If only you would say that it is me that you like,
I could confess to you, that with you, I want to begin our new life.


You have already given me joy and hope.
I have already experienced highs and lows,
But now is the time, I need to know!
Do you like, like me, or shall I leave you alone?
Shall I forget what never was and could never have been?
Or shall I hold your hand through thick and through thin?


Do you need a shoulder to cry upon,
Two arms for a hug,
Lips to kiss
And a heart that is full of love?
Legs to carry you,
Feet to stand with you, beneath an umbrella in the pouring rain.
Hand’s to caress you and eyes that are blue, green and grey?


Take all of me; I am yours if you want me.
You are my fantasy, is this all just a dream?
Are you really as beautiful as my eyes tell me you are?
Or am I a broken heart in loves desert
And you just a lovely mirage.


You are my water when I am with thirst.
You are my choice; you would always come first,
Ahead of all others if I was asked to pick.
You make all other women disappear.
They become merely human, whilst you remain with your wings.


Carry me with you as you fly through the air.
Take me with you so I will always be there.
Take me away from the loneliness of despair.
I don’t do blondes, but with you I would care.


You are like no other; you are unique.
Your first thought is not always,
Me, me, me!
And that is what I find so alluring ‘ma cherie.’
You are already special and with you I could become anything.
You are flying off into the future.
Take me with you, be my suture.
Allow me to be your one and only suitor.


Allow me to greet you with ‘Hello Beautiful.’
You called me ‘Babe’ and to you I will remain faithful.
Who would cheat on you!?  Not me.
You are the only woman I want to see.
You eclipse the sun with your beauty;
I am lost in your eyes.  I have fallen, deep inside.


If I were an artist, I would only paint you,
Because there is, a no more beautiful view.
If I were a builder, I would build you a castle.
If I were a stonemason, I would create you a throne.
If you were a damsel in distress, I would, for you, win any battle.
If you were in need, I would be there for you
And if I was in your heart,
I would have found a place I would like to call my home.


I want you to love me so I can say ‘I love you.’
I want to fall deeper and deeper into the blue.
I want to swim through shoals of tropical fish with you,
When in our own land there is only snow.
I want to watch you smile as you drink champagne,
While you are sat next to me on The Love Boat.
I want you to love me…
I want to be your beau.


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Bad enough to be good


With flames of love all around her, she cannot be held.
This fire burns only for her, but I am on the outside.
A vision of true beauty, an intoxicating smell,
Which draws me forever deeper inside her beautiful mind.


As I am falling, she is calling,
I am unable to resist her charms.
Sooner or later, I will succumb to her feminine wiles
And be trapped, always, inside her arms.
Until that time I will remain, floating away in space,
Hoping and praying that I am found some day.
If she comes knocking on my door,
I will open my heart to her gladly;
My love will always be yours.


I will walk across land to stand before her,
Confessing my plans to worship her,
Until the end of time.
If she asks it of me, I will let love be-
Come; I will let her love into my life.
If she needs me, then I will be there,
If she is ever sad, I will always care,
Enough to do all I can to cure her pain.
I will hold my tongue and speak no more when she is having a bad day.


I will not infect her thoughts.
I will protect her from my depression, like I know I ought,
For she will have given me her love.
I will keep my negative feelings deep on the inside.
I will always keep her next to my heart;
I will speak of her with pride.
I will keep her happy, if only she asks it of me.
She has torn down all my walls.


I stand here helpless, overcome with love.
The tears of sadness have become tears of happiness.
The lady in the red dress, so hot to the touch,
I now truly know to be,
Bad enough to be good.


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I'm Sorry (Duet)


(FEMALE)

Two months had passed, not a day was he late.
He said he'd never let me down, I thought he was great.
But today I sit here, is this the end?
Is he gone forever?  Will I see him again?


I'm sorry for the argument, we had last night.
But I thought we were ok?  I thought we'd ended the fight?
If I could turn back time, I would make things different.
How can I go on?  Without his existence?


It's five past nine, where could he be?
He said he would, never leave me.
Please my love, know I still want you.
I thought we'd always be together; I love all that you do.


(MALE)

I'm not actually late; I'm punctually lost without insight.
A reoccurring excuse; oh well, these things happen.
I'm sorry that, I can't see you tonight,
It's my parents fault; these things can't be helped, again and again.


I'm sorry I was late, I wanted to give you time to get ready,
Would I lie to you?  Never!  I want us to go steady.
I'm sorry when we met if I embarrassed you, did I mention?
But I was simply trying, to get your attention.
I wasn't trying to make the others look bad.
Just to make you adore me; make you happy, not sad.


I don't have time to be with you right now,
I'm sorry for this; I’ll make it up to you somehow.
I'm sorry; I was ignoring you at the function.
Just another job; just more tax deductions,
From a wage we earn, to have money is to have pride,
To give you the things, I believe I should provide.


I'm sorry I was drunk,
This always happens when I'm nervous;
It helps me think clearly, about the two of us.
I'm sorry I didn't know, how to make it perfect;
To ask you a question and to have no regrets.
To fully believe, we could last forever.
The two of us happy, like birds of a feather.


I'm sorry I didn't ask earlier,
For your hand in matrimony;
For you to be my wife
And for you to love me for eternity.
To have and to hold, until death do us part
And for eternity my love,
You must know you have my heart.


I'm sorry my dog ate my car keys
And we had to hitchhike to the vets.
I'm sorry I got diverted,
But I must get these words off my chest
And tell you my love I'd like us to wed;
Be together on Earth and lay together in our bed.


I'm sorry if I'm late, I thought that you knew.
I'll be with you soon, just me and you.
I'm sorry I’m not on time; I would be if I could.
I’m doing all I can to be there, but I'm not feeling too good.


I'm not actually late, I'm early for tomorrow.
My death came a day early, along with your sorrow.
I wrote you a letter; it's in the post.
I'm sorry it's my last, but now I'm a ghost.
I'm sorry I didn't write earlier; I couldn't find a pen.
I'm sorry I've lost you, my only true friend.


If you cry,
Because I didn't arrive.
I'm sorry I'm late,
But today I died.


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Your endless love


You could bring me sunshine, or you could be my rain;
Either way I look forward to seeing you again.
You could be love, or you could be lost;
You could be good, but I want you bad.
I will willingly pay any cost,
To feel your love; to make you laugh.


If pain is what I must endure,
To be allowed to knock on your door,
The knock me to the floor with a thousand rejections,
Because you are my cure and I will always rise once more.


If I must lose all that which I have,
To hold onto your love, then take it all back.
I will give you all that which I have,
Because, I want you bad.


You give me hope when there is none.
You give me shelter from the pain.
You give me your tears of happiness,
When I am dying of thirst beneath the sun;
You give me anesthetic with your kiss when I am in need of being saved.


I can only give you my unending devotion.
You are already my endless passion in motion.
I can be the arms around you when you are in need of a hug;
I can only be what you are to me…
Will I remain your endless love?


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Bunny


Rabbit ear’s pointing up towards the sky.
They are listening out for the bunnies that are calling out for love,
To begin their wail.
In search of a love, he is always hoping to find.
One he could love would be the one,
Who could make him wag his bright eyed bushy tail.


He knows that a wiggle of the nose is the way to go,
To find himself a mate.
Her silhouette is his reflection, a mirror version;
A recognizable shape and a friendly face.
He hops over to say hello to the mystery carrot eater.
“Hello, how are you today?  My name is Bouncer”
“Hi; I’m Leaper.”


And so the love story begins;
The bouncing, the leaping and carrot eating.
A sharing of a pleasant dream.
Only into each other’s arms are the lover’s a leaping.


On past the flowers and down into their burrow.
Bouncer and Leaper snuggle up next to each other, nice and close.
They stay down in their warren to keep each other warm,
Until spring is sprung and the kit baby is born…
And then Bouncer can hop off outside,
To fetch his Leaper a rose of thorns.

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I saw you at a wedding once
you're so handsome and slick
so cool with lumberjack looks
my heart flluttered with thrill

Y'never knew that I looked at you
from the corners of my spectacles
You are like a graceful panther
I would be willing to be a prey

But...

I accepted my limitations though
your whole attention was on her
the bridesmaid who glittered
romance budded in the atmosphere

And I stood there to witness...

Roses and Sunbeams


Her scent wafts alongside her and sinks into my heart;
For I have become fixated, by a desire for her touch.
She was glorious and overpowering, from the very start;
I am hooked and addicted to her love; she is my drug.


She leads me to distraction, for in her I eyes I am lost;
Hopelessly infatuated with her, I see only roses.
She brings me to Heaven and my trust is all it cost;
For she believes in my faithfulness and in her pocket are posies.


Her words are like sunbeams, bringing light to my darkness
And our candlelit romantic nights; shall never be soiled.
She can remember my love and forget any bitterness;
For I am here to cure her heart and our love can never be destroyed.


She is eternally locked, within a memory of happiness;
For she brings me warmth, when all else in the world is cold and black.
I am alive when our hands are together; embrace me my Goddess.
For I am enslaved by your beauty and I shall never fondness lack.


I have no need to speak to her of my lust for her body;
Because she can see clearly how much I love her; I glide.
In her arms I am forever gladdened, by her proximity;
But if she was ever taken from my eyes, I would surely die.


I need her presence beside me, to guide me along;
This story of a life, as of yet unseen by the world.
But inside her I find, I am locked forever, she is our song;
She is a poem, a poetess, a masterpiece…she is my girl.


She is the flick of the last paint stroke, on the Mona Lisa;
She is the full stop at the end of a play by Shakespeare.
She is the last chip off the shoulder, of the Adonis sculpture;
She is the seal to enclose the writings of a scripture of literature.


She is the last second of pregnancy; she is a new born baby.
She is the last, she is unique, she broke the mould; she is reverie.
She is the Gateway to Heaven; she is the perfect lady.
She is Gods day of rest after a week of creating humanity.


She is the last heartbeat of my life and she is love…
She makes me complete…she is the perfect finishing touch.


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An illusion of perfect.


Have you ever met someone so **** cool,
That she makes you feel like such a tool?
You can aim for her heart,
But she is flying through stars
And she would never notice you.


Still you dream of what might have been,
If you learned to speak her language and knew what she means,
When she says she likes you.
You know she is nothing like you,
But hot ****! If I ain’t one mixed up dude.
She is a dudess, maybe the best you have ever met
And if she only took a chance on you,
Your love you would confess.


You know there is none better suited,
So when you see her you are all suited and booted,
Because this is pure bliss, love exists,
Inside a dream of her kiss.


But those words she never says,
Because there is no way she could ever be into someone so lame.
So you mosey on to the next love rendezvous.
You find a woman that you love
And she truly loves you too.
All the while the ******* discovers more.


Then late one night she comes a knocking on your door,
But there is no answer to a one time dancer,
Because your heart has passed those wishes to romance her
And no matter what she may say,
You ain’t no two-time chancer.
So she never gets to be with the one who would always have loved her.


Beauty comes and beauty goes;
I fall in love with the big-**** yo-yo’s,
Whose idea of love goes up and down,
Just like the bed springs that are broken now.


When love is good, up it will stay,
But when love is up to no good, I am left broken down
And my name remains the same…
Hers was never truly going to change.


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