

Teslin Poem: Freewrite styleLove is female and smiles pave her. Never say deny and truth (innate) exists [No epitomes have been the friendships] Twine together, lines off: haphazardly bohemian bundles.Teslin Poem: Freewrite style


Girlish PetulanceIt's my mind. It's my mind, and it may not be clean and pristine But yours? It is not. And when you talk to me? Well you're talking to my thoughts as well My birdbrain philosophies perched high in well-rooted ideals This package was not delivered empty, Boys. The contents of me better be measured up with the contents of you. For I'll fly inside your mind in a feathered instant. and if what I see is pretty And if what I perceive is pristine and lovely and Beyouteafull Then out again will I,Girlish Petulance
for darling, I've no need for Victorian furnit
The Madonna

I don't understand the WhysI don’t understand the whys of the things you say Or your laughter, I have no idea what you are Trying to convey with that perplexing vibration. Those foolish hands of yours don’t make sense either, The way you tap them or hit them whenever you’re craving anyone’s attention or Thwacking my perception for no reasons. You confuse me at those times, when my mouth stops, Or my eyes get distracted with where you are. And even worse, our Legs and Legs and Legs together. Boy, if only you could get it... where you walk Is petrifying meI don't understand the Whys


controlYou’ve got her under the tablecontrol
you’ve got her
watching the doorknob
twist
as she does
shifting her weight
instead of running away
pinching off what’s left
of an instinct
useless in this place
you’ve got her
under your weight


SanctuaryA starlit composure. Poised in elegance Freely moving in; Out. Into our eyes...Sanctuary
Far beyond a distant laughter… A cry for help.
It carries. As well as a hope, undeniable. My passion set in the shape of a circle; Or a star.*
Pulled through the mind We exhale this into the air. Take in each others breaths from miles away. The lights so sharp Several glow from a distant point of view Our voices were carried through
In a silent song. Closed eyes Open wide.
We find ourselves here.


Patient Angelsrain falls on passers by many watch from shelter, dry then go about their business like engaging conversationPatient Angels
the number few who wage the war rush, head first, through hell's breeched door braving the darkness fate had bore with little compensation
some do wait for your return patient angels, hearts that yearn gaze affixed and stances stern love without hesitation
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Pirate Bard. The traveling Captain of the Musical Order!
Anyway, I miss you terribly! One more month until I come home!!!
Much love girl, take care!!!
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Pirate Bard. The traveling Captain of the Musical Order!
Miss you darling!
~Luna Camira Shazika~
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Pirate Bard. The traveling Captain of the Musical Order!
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Life comes at you fast so be prepared to block the blows it will send your way.
Hmm...something to ponder...
Love ya!
~Pirate~
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Pirate Bard. The traveling Captain of the Musical Order!
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~GizMade~ from BreizhLand ~ Membre GraphikArea
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carve your niche.
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A million points of light
*does little dance*
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