At his incipient sun
The ice of twenty winters broke,
Crackling, in her eyes.
Her mirroring, still mind,
That held the world (made double) calm,
Went fluid, and it ran.
There was a stir of music,
Mixed with flowers, in her blood;
A swift impulsive balm
From obscure roots;
Gold bees of clinging light
Swarmed in her brow.
Her throat is full of songs,
She hums, she is sensible of wings
Growing on her heart.
She is a tree in spring
Trembling with the hope of leaves,
Of which the leaves are tongues.
-- 07/08 |
i can explain my feelings of what can i do ,when thae time come with our street are uphold already . --buts 06/20 |
FIRST LOVE NEVER DIES!!!!! -- 06/20 |
i love you alison call me when you read this it made me think of you --er 06/04 |
UR POEMS SUCK
-- 05/25 |
hi --kj 04/23 |
Can't Say It
By Judy
I can't say I love you because I am scary.
I can't say I want be you because I just that I will a run alway for you.
I can't say what I can say.
--ok 04/19 |
Can't Say It
By Judy
I can't say I love you because I am scary.
I can't say I want be you because I just that I will a run alway for you.
I can't say what I can say.
--ok 04/19 |
hi --rd 03/20 |
i thought it had no point and it sucked --lt 01/17 |
it s so very true --ml 01/13 |
nena2@freeze.com --ms 01/12 |
You should read this then write back to me like i told you to do with the last poem that i sent you. This one is nothing like the last one because this one is about love and the other one was about death.
LOVE YOU
Tara --TM 01/09 |
save ko lang tong na research ko!!!!!!! --sm 01/08 |
who're you trying to fool? --DC 10/31 |
and the only one --m 10/07 |
My delight, your wish............I wish I may, I wish I might, Have the first kiss with you tonight.! --Car 10/03 |
I found this poem and it´s so cool...atleast to me,
it describes what you feel your first time
And eventhough it wasn´t my first time when I was with
you I felt like it had been(or atleast I would´ve loved
for it to have felt that way my first time)
You were so good at everything you did, your kisses were
passionate but tender, the way you held me was so real,
how you made my body turn so hot by the way you slowly
touched and kissed me all over, the way you kissed my ears
and made me want you more than what I did when we first
stared with just a little kiss.........................
and when we´d start...I konw you were not only thinking
of yourself, you were so carerful, and gentle...how you
asked me if I was o.k., but overall the way you made me
feel when it all start coming to an end, you made my
heart beat a thousand times a second, my body heat rise
above normal and start to shake the way you just made me
explode and feel things I had never felt.
Thank you once again for treating me the way you did and
do. I will never forget it. I miss you so very very
much.
--F.G. 10/02 |
what can i add to this?
enjoy it, kimberly.
just that. you cute girl, you. --pkb 09/15 |
Terrific poem from the ol' fella! What's he, 90 years old? Gotta read his new book I guess. If I can write a poem like that when I'm that age, withor without viagra, god bless me. --SH 09/14 |
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