So I guess I'll start .... this poem is one of my newest poems ...

Fallen

Am I such a fool
To fall for you again?
If I had a choice, perhaps
I wouldn't clutch your hand
So tightly,
But all you have to do
Is say "Hello"
And i'm yours.
Or don't say anything at all,
For just seeing you
Fuels my captured soul.
You've kidnapped me
And i've let you do it.
But I can't help it,
I turn to jelly in your presence,
Your eyes burn holes in my soul,
You hold me captive
With your gaze, your smile.
And I just can't help it,
I'm in love with you.

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Yet at the beach
they're much the same.
There's sand
which is in between them.

Lazy
Lazy
Lazy
Lazy
Lazy
Lazy
Lazy
Lazy
Lazy
Lazy
Jane...
She wants a drink, so she
waits
and waits
and waits
and waits
and waits
and waits
and waits
and waits
and waits
and waits
and waits
and waits
and waits
for it to rain.

There was a Dragon of noble rank
Who loved an elven maid.
Everyday by the river bank
He met her in a glade.
The blue birds sing of this tale,
A tale of one joyful love.

The Dragon disguised as a warrior
Who always strove to win.
The maiden loved her warrior,
Oblivious of a Dragon within.
The blue birds sing of this tale,
A tale of one faithful love.

Finally the Dragon released
The truth beneath his fa�ade.
Fearfully, she disbelieved
And accused him of a fraud.
The blue birds sing of this tale,
A tale of one woeful love.

Forevermore the maiden wept
For the return of her valiant knight.
Forevermore the Dragon kept
Waiting for his beloved sight.
The blue birds sing of this tale,
A tale of one eternal love.

I have two other worthy songs, but I'm not gonna give them away all at once, am I?

Fear is a friend
Of mind and walks
Beside me with
Long Earthcovering
Strides. From a
Far flickering light,
My friend casts
A shadow that
Mixes with mine.
They become one
On the wall;
The shadow moves
When I move;
Goes where I go.

Fear is a friend
Of mine; I think
I'll take him out
For a beer.

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Mine is the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.

I just wrote this a few hours ago. It isn't really done yet. Or maybe it is. The first line is borrowed from an exercise.

Pomegranates don't grow on trees, but
Men do. Their fruit is malignant, twisting
Picked at by gruesome shadows
Whose collective nature forms a shroud
Buzzing and boiling
It hides their face, terrible
And haunting. But the shape remains

"Nothing Left At All"

I can see it coming a mile away
What you did behind the bushes today
You can lie to me till the sky will crack
You think you�re so smart but you come running back

Don�t look for absolution from me
Don�t seek forgiveness from me
There�s nothing left at all for you to say
I�ll be happier when i�m far from you someday

Don�t try to threaten me with your ways
Your threats are nothing but a drunken maliase
You can promise me you�ll give it up
But I know it�s all a lie when you sneak it in your cup

You can beg and plead all you want
You can cry and feel sorry but just don�t...
Don�t expect me to stick around
Just to watch you hit the ground

Don�t look for sympathy from me
Don�t seek pathetic hopes from me
There�s nothing left at all for you to say
I�ll be happier when i�m far and away
You�re too happy when you�re in a daze
You�re too sick to wanna change your ways
There�s nothing left at all for you to say
I�ll be happier when i�m far and away

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Goodnight my love...the brightest star in my sky...

When oo hands be warm;
but only due ug
raging infect of
the BLOOD
and the SKIN
and the NAIL
And the BONE
and the TISS-UE bacetire bacterie oo la la rouge...

And when all your remaining joy
hides unnoticed
in one, shrivelled cell
at the bog bottom of the very
bum tube of ecesstophy...

Then welcome.
Ah...
Ooo vudge welcome.
In Blue Jam.
Blue Jam
Blue jam

- Another Opening Narration
Chris Morris' Blue Jam

Hope?
Nope.

Monty, who the FECK is Blue Jam? ... Do I WANT to know?

well, Someone you all know very well. *GRIN*
(sorry, that's all I'm allowed to say )

To my ashk'e, with love....

I love the way you love me

I love the way you hold me
in your arms so gently,
As if I were so fragile,
You could break me
With your strong embrace.

I love the way you touch me
Softly with your hands,
As if I were a work of art,
You want to memorize
With your touch.

I love the way your lips
Kiss me so tenderly,
As if you'll drown me with your passion,
If you don't hold it at bay.

I love the way your eyes
Enthrall me and invade my inner soul,
As if you want to burn my face,
Into your memory.

I love the way your voice
Can soothe my resltess soul,
I love the way you make me feel,
Your half that makes me whole.

I love the way you love me.

*goes to bounce off the walls and be happy now*

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"Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some people move our souls to dance. They awaken us to understanding with the soft whisper of wisdom. Some people come into our lives, show us love then dissappear, leaving footprints on our hearts... and we are never the same again."