The first of March, The day where red and white entangle In the tradition of Bulgaria Into a token summoning good health, And luck, and non-material wealth To the body and the spirit of the wearer Be well, my friends, and fellow feathers, Around the world, from near and far, May fortune bring you well
I love her I love her so much Her long hair Her cute skirt I love her I know she's only pixels Only lines on a piece of paper But I love her She's so sweet And selfless and brave I want to be like her And that's why I love her Even if she isn't real
This is a poem about waifus. Specifically, I wrote a poem about Marta Lualdi. She's from Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of the New World, on the Wii and PS3. I recommend playing it!
each night i spread my fingers longingly across the sheets, waiting for you to reach them.
i sometimes think of them as vines searching for water across the river rocks, only to fall short of the stream by a few, heartbreaking inches.
i haven't stopped hoping that you will wrap your arms around my waist in the dead of night, or your lips softly kissing my neck or cheek while i am asleep.
even though you are a hundred miles away and the closest i can get to feeling you are near is when you appear in my dreams and in my thoughts, i know that our love is like a compass, and we're getting closer every day.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SU0AH4O1HhI i love you
it's past midnight, and you're asleep now. i'd do absolutely anything to be in your arms right now - being wrapped in you, so close to you. i long to feel your breath against my neck, and your smile against my back. i would give anything within the universe to wake up with you, and watch the sunlight drift through the cracks in the curtains in the early morning.
i have fallen in love with you so deeply, so infinitely. the earth seems boundless; our love can travel the world with us. i want to climb mountains with you, walk cobbled streets holding your hand, ride bikes through tuscan villages and swim in foreign seas with you. i want to eat crazy foods and drink fancy wine with you in cities we've never heard of, and then have a home to return to when we've come back from our adventures.
i want to come home at the end of a long day to a warm nook filled with love and music and you, to fall into your arms and be entangled with you all night long. i hope for a future filled with nothing but our love and all it can produce, for love is the meaning of life.