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Anthony Moore Jun 2010
Lies and deceat
Are spawned by your fear
But take a seat
And listen here
You keep it all descreat
With an 'I love you dear'
But you fail to see
That I hold u near
And I'll always be
Sitting right here
I love you too much
To let you go
It gives me a rush
Just to let you know
When I tell you how I feel
For a minute all is slow
And I can see everything
Even the wind blow
I sit at the water's edge
And watch the creek flow
The sun's gentle rays
Whisper secrets of love
The birds sing songs
Of an angel from above
And the soft green grass
Echoes what is sung by the dove
I sit staring
At the water so blue
Then smile at the image
The reflection of you
We are together in paradise
To start evrything anew
Because you ment what you said
When you said I love you too
Anthony J. Alexander 2006
Jeffrey Turnov Dec 2016
Amidst the darkness of the warm moon,
Lavender hum scatters the cold jungle.
Mistless swamp flows back out the gloom;

And
I'll still dip...

'Spite horrid creatures lurking deep,
Your feminine blocks in the shallow.
Relentlessly where the noises sweep;

Inside the core... the end of the trip
October, 2015

An obscure reference to a product of popular culture, created in the late 90s
neth jones Mar 2019
Dry crying
with your mistless tongue
gacking and clatting
(a toy tapping out the winding
in its clockwork mockery)
Dry crying your devotions
and gloved family
into nothing more than vented memory
Your pores pelt vapor
You treaten thinner
stern thing
true to your wood
Dry to make your soldier state
Link rank with your troop mate
Crop your mind foreign of frills
Pay attention with your brothers in drill

— The End —