"ilona" poems - Hello Poetry

Don’t lie to Nevada Baylor It's a waste of your time On a magic alternate earth She's a truthseeker prime Head of the family business And a private investigator When Houston is in danger She’s tasked to find the perpetrator One hundred fifty years ago The Osirus virus gave Magic talents to some people, Mostly the rich and the brave The virus was discontinued Due to unpleasant results And to keep power with Houses - Think families plus cults The dynastic Houses feud for More than money and fame They breed for powerful talents To bring their Houses acclaim Some powers are obvious But some are understated Then there are people who can’t Control how they’ve mutated The Baylor family is insignificant Not of the Houses elite Their talents are powerful But they need to be discreet They don’t want to play Dangerous House games Yet Nevada finds herself battling to save Houston from flames Read for adventure and romance For banter and magic powers Stay for the family chemistry I could read Baylors for many hours The whole series is fantastic The audiobook narrator is great If you’re into urban fantasy Go ahead, one-click, don’t wait

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Jun 20, 2019

Jun 20, 2019 at 4:52 PM UTC

Sheloveswords

Rhyming Reviews - Burn For Me - Ilona Andrews

Don’t lie to Nevada Baylor It's a waste of your time On a magic alternate earth She's a truthseeker prime Head of the family business And a private investigator When Houston is in danger She’s tasked to find the perpetrator One hundred fifty years ago The Osirus virus gave Magic talents to some people, Mostly the rich and the brave The virus was discontinued Due to unpleasant results And to keep power with Houses - Think families plus cults The dynastic Houses feud for More than money and fame They breed for powerful talents To bring their Houses acclaim Some powers are obvious But some are understated Then there are people who can’t Control how they’ve mutated The Baylor family is insignificant Not of the Houses elite Their talents are powerful But they need to be discreet They don’t want to play Dangerous House games Yet Nevada finds herself battling to save Houston from flames Read for adventure and romance For banter and magic powers Stay for the family chemistry I could read Baylors for many hours The whole series is fantastic The audiobook narrator is great If you’re into urban fantasy Go ahead, one-click, don’t wait

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Beauty and perfection Persuasion and possession Fluorescent lights lighting her ********** Why does the bathroom floor seem so inviting for a breakdown? Searching for another life Black tears from make-up running down eyes

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Dec 16, 2013

Dec 16, 2013 at 9:39 PM UTC

egeria-litha

Ilona

Beauty and perfection Persuasion and possession Fluorescent lights lighting her ********** Why does the bathroom floor seem so inviting for a breakdown? Searching for another life Black tears from make-up running down eyes

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A night united together For the very first time Around the amish time Inside this French Bistro Surrounded by the glamorous duo Gainsbourg & Birkin Wrapping up the ambiant air French musical undertones Deep green velvets hues Ilona, the Host of the Soirée Walking as if she is dancing With her irrepressible bubbliness Serving us drinks & oysters ... Zee oysters ... Taking their last breaths In the fading ice Indulging the no-teeth treatment Is it a tragedy? I dunno...I guess we will never know Two Hirondelles lost in time The time flying by We are now the last guests of the Soirée The clock ticking by Its time to leave this place And those two Rock Stars We are leaving behind I knew you were trouble from the very first time But ahhhhh, so refreshing, so alike... A night united together For the very first time

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May 2, 2019

May 2, 2019 at 2:38 AM UTC

leenyka

Anut.

A night united together For the very first time Around the amish time Inside this French Bistro Surrounded by the glamorous duo Gainsbourg & Birkin Wrapping up the ambiant air French musical undertones Deep green velvets hues Ilona, the Host of the Soirée Walking as if she is dancing With her irrepressible bubbliness Serving us drinks & oysters ... Zee oysters ... Taking their last breaths In the fading ice Indulging the no-teeth treatment Is it a tragedy? I dunno...I guess we will never know Two Hirondelles lost in time The time flying by We are now the last guests of the Soirée The clock ticking by Its time to leave this place And those two Rock Stars We are leaving behind I knew you were trouble from the very first time But ahhhhh, so refreshing, so alike... A night united together For the very first time

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i could have loved, i once loved... i could love once more... but then... i'd rather be dead. story of my life... the breath, and depth of a love for you, overpowered me to cite... however many times i'd rather see hell than i might see you... and from what i've seen... from what i've seen?! i've seen you more times than all the hell i could wish for! god **** me... i love you, so, so, so much! when you gave me Bulgakov while playing video games... your fudge plump nose that i loved to bite during sex,watching your *** in the mirror... your laughter... your snigger, and subsequent laughter... your exes... your plain dross of brown hair... i live and i die: remembering you.... i am... merely a memory of you... and you know that i know, and i know, that you also know... i am born within you, i am born from you, i think because of you, i am thought: because: i am you! you are the shadow that gnaws at night! your shadow eats, the night! you are a love, that describes love in fiction and makes wise men, fools! my lust, my Islamic bow.... my enduring, first, and last, Surah... my sigh... my laughter... all that is me, thus made unto you, thus... all that is me, be made: unto you. and she has a name... Ilona.

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Sep 29, 2018

Sep 29, 2018 at 10:04 PM UTC

removed.polaroid-scrabble

talk of love: idiots love more than once

i could have loved, i once loved... i could love once more... but then... i'd rather be dead. story of my life... the breath, and depth of a love for you, overpowered me to cite... however many times i'd rather see hell than i might see you... and from what i've seen... from what i've seen?! i've seen you more times than all the hell i could wish for! god **** me... i love you, so, so, so much! when you gave me Bulgakov while playing video games... your fudge plump nose that i loved to bite during sex,watching your *** in the mirror... your laughter... your snigger, and subsequent laughter... your exes... your plain dross of brown hair... i live and i die: remembering you.... i am... merely a memory of you... and you know that i know, and i know, that you also know... i am born within you, i am born from you, i think because of you, i am thought: because: i am you! you are the shadow that gnaws at night! your shadow eats, the night! you are a love, that describes love in fiction and makes wise men, fools! my lust, my Islamic bow.... my enduring, first, and last, Surah... my sigh... my laughter... all that is me, thus made unto you, thus... all that is me, be made: unto you. and she has a name... Ilona.

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