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Doodle DumpIf I were to make a sketch dump,
to throw my thoughts down in hasty inks and tremulous lead,
what would be revealed among the writhing masses?
Might I finally see how my thoughts all lead up to a single point?
Would the light that illumines my life in joy and delight highlight roses too?
I often wish for red roses.
Red and yellow roses.
Snow white roses, thornless and perfect.
If I were to toss out the hundred and one thoughts in my head,
could we ride the fantastical steeds that would materialize on the page,
ride to distant emerald isles and forgotten ruins of Middle Earth?
If I were able to draw a world where those I love found their true joys,
I think I would then make a doodle dump.
I WonderI sometimes wonder if we ever will make over the half millennium miles
To lay in each others gaze and meld into a passionate whole
I wonder if I am going to wake up and never feel your lips
And if my heart is going to be ripped out again
Just when my scars were fading
Sometimes I wonder...but you say you love me
Pulling me back to sweet reality
And I remember to love is to trust
I love and trust you
Let's PaintCould we paint the world?
Sparkling golds of lazy afternoons,
Brilliantine reds of drinks with friends,
And the midnight blue of nights under the stars?
Would you paint with me the colors of passion?
The heady wine red of lips meeting,
Wild cadmium of electrical touches,
Blushing rose of new discovered secrets?
Sleeping BeautyOnce upon a time, there was a sorceress. She was fair to behold, and many knights and princes and kings vied for hand upon seeing her beauty, but they were deceived, for her soul was as black as a starless night. One day, as she read the twisted words of the future laid down within an enchanted book, she was chilled to the very bone to read of her own demise at the hands of a child not yet even born, offspring of a princess and prince whose lands adjoined each other. Enraged and fearful of death, she cast a curse upon the princess.
"No child of her shall destroy me! For she will sleep as one dead when a splinter of flax becomes lodged within her!" The sorceress laughed aloud in glee as she dipped a bundle of flax in poison.
A passing hunter heard her plotting, and hurried to the castle of the King with the news. The king swiftly ordered all flax within the castle, spun and unspun, to be burned. And so they thought that the princess, whose name was Elanor, was safe
Crazy DiamondShine on you crazy diamond
The tears won't dry up just because your beams pierce trees and shadows
In fact, they are more likely to stop flowing when you are asleep
And the lesser gems cannot cut through the clouds
Shine on, because these clouds that cover you hold no terrors or fears
But when you stab through in your half dressed splendor
It brings a tear of joy to my eye
And I remember there is beauty atop beauty in the crazy wonderland of life
DesiresI want to crash my waves on your beaches
Then pull away demurely as if I was not about to do it again
I want to wind through your branches
chasing and tickling down your autumn leaves
I want to dance an ice cold minuet
Before whirling with all the passion of a tango
I want to whisper I love you
Before I dash away for you to chase me
pfytLet me collect another penny
I've been wondering ...
Who is the man whose lips tasted like copper and passionate sunshine?
What is the color of your hands on my waist?
Where would our hands have wandered had the night been longer?
When did I start writing your name in answer to when I last smiled?
Why have you become so much?
Spikes pt II've tried looking at the color guide, but I still don't know what color Wrupert is. The breeder you bought him from says standard grey, but I think he's too brown. I'm thinking he might be a chocolate snow flake, but it is not certain. Of course, I needn't tell you what that means.
The hopelessness of their situation overwhelmed her, and she groped for a chair, re-reading the short missive, her head swimming. If the breeder lied about that, he could have lied about anything! The elite lineage he claimed could be mere fantasies to take in a innocent buyer. With horror she recalled his words when talking about his rival.
"A sucker born every minute"
She was that sucker! There was no way to bring anything against him. She had no proof, nothing to back up any suspicions. It was her word against his, and he was a respected man. Then a plan started taking shape in her mind. Maybe she couldn't prov
FantasticI'm pressing on
wading through the bitter sweet wishes for eternity
that didn't quite pan out
maybe this time I'll get lucky
but maybe this time I won't
and I still know that everything will work out eventually
cause that's what it does
the midden hits the windmill
things fall apart
and the dregs of life seem to suck you down to the bottom
but I never have yet really hit that proverbial bottom
so pressing on
making the world a little bit brighter
a little bit more livable
and a little more in love
I wish I could show everybody in the world
to see through eyes that are in love
in love with a person
something that tints their worlds
rose and gold
that makes music sound
and causes the weights and cares
not to fall away
could they ever really fall away
but makes them seem lighter and less worrisome
I'm pressing on and it will be magnificent
I have a new decade
a new year
a new hope
and it's going to be fantastic
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