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Victor Marques Dec 2009
Networking in a sunny day,
Living along life in a very fresh way,
Up the hills with your brave heart,
You are made of love and fine art.


Smile on your face,
No colours, one race,
Instant and kind care,
Passionated and fair...


With you the world is a better place,
The flowers are positive and free,
The horizon look at you and me,
Happy sky, happy nature...


Kindest regards from the best region for Port wine,,,Douro Valley.
Your wine heart friend.
Victor Marques
- From Network, wine and people....
Travis Green Oct 2021
When I thought
I had stopped crushing on you
I came to know
That I was even more
Fixated by you than before
Perhaps it was the tastefulness
Of your mellifluous lips
That had me dwelling on
Kissing you everlastingly

It could have been the way
Your super seductive goatee
Was immaculately shaped up
That made me dream about
Brushing my fingers over that
Tempting place to feel your love
Stream throughout my vessel

I had no awareness that
I would want to be
Romantically linked with you
Peering at your face
Wanting to fess up
About how much I was
Passionated about you
You keep telling us what you are
"A little photographer in this big world"
Traveling this off-road,like a white dove,
And passionated about the things you love.

So you re the one who likes the colour of purple,
You re always certain to be right like stubborn little turtle,
And your only purpose in every day life is to be an amazing person,
You're mother's little precious.

Hey pretty girl in a ugly world,
I am so fond of your curly hair,
Definitely you are my next affair.

To my neighbor who wanna loose her eyeglasses,
Cause' it makes you look like a nerd in all of your classes,
I've known you a book lover who likes to read,
Seeing you without glasses really makes my eyes to bleed.

To my coleague girl,
Who has the most beautiful symetric smiles,
When she smile,instantly you smile,
She is very contagious in that way,
I am switching shifts to see her each day.*

Stef Devid Alexandru ©
Initial names in order : B,P,E,P,***
Forgive me for breaking the rules,
Abusing of my right to write poetry,
Instead,I will write something else,
Using it for my own personal gain,
And speaking about things on my mind.
This little corner of internet has a lot to display,
Strange thing how its multiplying by each day.
I joined here just to read as a passionated reader,
Now I am writing too as a professional writer.
This place it feels like a virtual home,
Some of you share their deepest hopes,
Such as “I loved her within my every bone”
Or “She is so ******* rude I’d rather be alone”
I am not trying to rationalize what you say,
Because everyone  has a different share.
Advocating your personal case,
As defendat you have this right to defend,
Then you’re switching roles,
As an impartial judge you will condone,
From your gift you won’t be disowned of.
Expressing in poems what you feel,
It takes much courage to be so real,
In a World that is trying to reduce us,
To an absolute 0 silence,
When in fact we all should be shyness.
"Listen up - there's no war that will end all wars."
That’s what Haruki Murakami said,
An inspired writer,one of the kinds,
Yeah! I read his books sometimes.
I think airplanes should rather drop the candy sweetness,
The only thing I am really wishing to be witness.
In case if you're wonder,
No, none of this was suppose to rhyme
But now I don't think is such a terible crime.
Everyone is seeking for something,
Truth,Love,Happiness,and Comfort.
All above,for me are now postponed,
Because I am on a quest for the unknown.
More interested in stars from above,
Than people who act like hoes.
**** this!
I am not gonna make this essay about me,
The bottom line is this;
Read like nobody is watching,
Write like everyone is reading.
Appreciate yourself at first,
No matter how selfish it may sound,
Then love yourself just the way you are,
Cause’ beautiful minds are so rare.
Sometimes there's so much to read,
That manny of us get lost into abyss.
Others are lucky to be found,
Their art is now so profound.
Dear Readers and Writers,
Thank you for sharing it,
Thank you for reading it.

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