"rhapsodically" poems
In the long shattered distance among the valleys of yesterday,
I still see my indispensable,
Struggling through this mystic shadow of a world,
Repeating ancient words that none perceive.
Rhapsodically she rose, like a glistening butterfly
Just slit her way of an imprisoning womb.
She gave me life, the reason to prosper;
My muse in hardships.
She shined on me, of light brighter than that of a supernova.
I still see my indispensable,
Clearer with every passing second;
She’s forging sturdy yet fiercely.
And just when I dogmatized it’d be inevitable,
She dispersed, to simple memories and love poems.
Oct 17, 2016
Oct 17, 2016 at 10:23 AM UTC
according
to some people we are all going to hell
because god made us all ****** up sinners
and we don't hate ourselves enough
to be worthy of redemption
well I'm ****** up for sure
and as far as i can tell your ****** up
but the good part is you have an ***
and I'm an *** man
you know
"the position of power"
don't you?
thats right, when you bend down low
and rhapsodically sway your hips
as an enticement
not that i need much encouragement
so all is not lost
that is if you don't get all ****** on me
and act like we have to be in love first
although,
I'm pretty sure i do love you
no
I'm not just saying that to use you
i really do love you
how could i not
with an *** as lovely as yours
:D
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 4:30 PM UTC