DEAR \”JOHN\”
Today I sold you my soul, Not because you deserve it or are worthy of it, But because I lack the adequate scale that measures my value, Today I sold my soul to you.
Today I sold you my soul, Not because you deserve it or are worthy of it, But because I lack the adequate scale that measures my value, Today I sold my soul to you.
Today I sold you my soul, Not because you deserve it or are worthy of it, But because I lack the adequate scale that measures my value, Today I sold my soul to you.
He bruised my heart with his tongue, My soul yearning for freedom, I laugh with a glint of pain in my eyes, My mind racing in solemn confusion, I recall vividly the very first day I saw him, I fell for those plum blue eyes, Those well shaped lips, And those structured arms,
A second is all it takes, It is all that matters, The difference between now and then, The difference between the beginning and the end, Is only really marked by that second, Here today and gone tomorrow.
\”A ship is safe in harbor, but that\’s not what ships are for.\” William G.T Shedd I believe there is a problem with comfort, Just a little long tingle of over satisfaction, Just a little long relaxation, Just a little sense of over accomplishment. It so very much is little, Too little to be
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PREAMBLE: Poetry is what happens when nothing else can. Yes, poetry is not your first choice, I know, let\’s hope this keeps you till the end. What sweet joy you bring, Your kicks cause me to laugh, The thoughts of soon holding you in my arms ravish me, Your innocence; impeccable. The day arrives, Where pain
PREAMBLE: Poetry is what happens when nothing else can. Yes, poetry is not your first choice, I know, let\’s hope this keeps you till the end. What sweet joy you bring, Your kicks cause me to laugh, The thoughts of soon holding you in my arms ravish me, Your innocence; impeccable. The day arrives, Where pain