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Alice Apr 2014
The intricate swirls
collecting into
the elegant character
of love.  
However,
to step back and view
each individual tendril,
is it love I see
or lust?
What is building this
firework of magnificence?  
The powers of passion,
or the powers of trust?  
The layering of the two
create the wedding cake of tranquility.
Marlon James Apr 2014
Fancy a bullet?
I can get you that

A nice blade to slit your wrists?
I can get you that

You want some company while you bleed to death?
I can get you that.

I can get you that and much more
Because i love you.
Marlon James, Porto, Portugal                                         25-04-2014
Kristen Apr 2014
I hope you know her.
The types of looks after slumber.
The books she reads in December.
Oh God, I pray you bless her.

My Dear, I hope that you see her.
Through your own eyes and through her mirror.
Every guy should want to meet her.
As a friend, there is no greater.

And I hope you look upon her,
With eyes smitten in wonder .
So help me, if I see you gaze on another.
For with her, your mind never need wander.

She’s the type all should marry if given the chance,
Never swayed this way and that with romance.
Warmth and love can be found holding her hands.
Serene joy found in her presence.

It’s a joy to have caught her
I hope you see what an honor
You hold as her “mister”
(And after this ceremony) her lover.

I wish you both the best,
Now and forever.
I hope the best for you, my sister.
And I welcome you, my new brother.
Conor Letham Apr 2014
When we grow older
and friendship blooms,
let that golden ring be
a shade of evergreen
and then we can say
"We didn't make us,
we were made for us."
Evergreen is everlasting and natural, the colour of gold is made as a monetary reminder, almost. It's plausible.
Taylor Apr 2014
And when you kiss her at the end of the aisle, I hope you think of me.
Your lips are full of lies.
Red Bergan Mar 2014
Bluebirds dance gracefully,
Cardinals sing a symphony.
Announcing the return,
Of thee.

Righteous may be thy soul,
Kind may be thy heart.
What we ask of you,
Where art thou heart?

Harps ring beyond the flowers,
Of scarlet lovers.
Might the rose be thy veil?
Thy weddings renewal.

Bonded by Matrimony.
It shall be so.

— The End —