I'd put his lovely wind-blown kiss
Inside a little jar
And watch it with a joyful bliss
That's brighter than the stars
I'd take her pretty little touch
And hold it in a sphere
Who's fragile walls remind me much
Of bubbles, bright and clear
I'd let their laughter, full of joy
Flutter around my head
And pull it out when I'm annoyed
So that I smile instead
But everything you do and say,
I'll let those fly 'round free
Because I know that those will play
Around my heart with glee















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Play the piano your fingers move on their own painting a beautiful melody, a tale of your very own <3
X3 and the fave is greatly appreciated too. thank you!
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And you're hot...in kind of a cute little kid way that kinda makes one feel like a pedophile... ~ J9 to Dark
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Play the piano your fingers move on their own painting a beautiful melody, a tale of your very own <3
actually, it sounds really girlie, kinda unlike you, but I could still see it.
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Snails see the benefits,
The beauty in every inch.
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And you're hot...in kind of a cute little kid way that kinda makes one feel like a pedophile... ~ J9 to Dark
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Snails see the benefits,
The beauty in every inch.
rhythm of "Flutter around my head" sounds quirky, i might replace it with something like 'dart round and through my head' or some such... you know? and in the last line of that stanza, 'to make me' rather than 'so that i'. dunno why.
it's a most pretty poem, though. i like.
hm...I dunno, I kinda like those how they are, but I know what you mean.
:3 and thanks
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And you're hot...in kind of a cute little kid way that kinda makes one feel like a pedophile... ~ J9 to Dark
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And you're hot...in kind of a cute little kid way that kinda makes one feel like a pedophile... ~ J9 to Dark
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