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- True story of a true confession of a true love ... at allpoetry
Slowly..
Slowly...open more wide...
And you will see the other side, - No More at allpoetry
When I am dead,
I am no one,
then who is dead - There is no greenwood tree at allpoetry
Under the greenwood tree, There is nobody, - Shallow Thoughts at allpoetry
Poems without meanings,
Mind without thoughts,
Sound without words, - So What? at allpoetry
There is only one way,
One way to live and one way to love,
- In the Moonlight, Let me be at allpoetry
Goddess Goddess, let me be,
a lover, a madman, to worship thee, - Moth. at allpoetry
The World is a garden, / Full of flowers, / Wondering butterflies, / The birds are singing marry notes, / In bushes, / And in the skies, / For love of beauty, / Love of life, / The sun is shining bright, / M - Lily lily let me bee. at allpoetry
You are my flower, / I am your bee, / Open your petals, / Just for me, / Sing to me the song you sang, / I will sing with you and dance, / Lily darling hold me tight, / let me with you...deep, inside, / let me - Not Just A friend at allpoetry
My friends are few, / Some old and new, / I love then all, / But you, / Dear Rhondasail, / My all time dearest friend, / And I am not mature enough , / Not half so smart, / To say that you are, / One of the - A Thank you Note at allpoetry
What thinking eyes that you have got, / What brain, My God, What senses? / I am wondering, full of joy n bliss, / While reading your comments, / On one of my the favorite poem, / “A song about myself” / Written by - You and Me. at allpoetry
Let us suppose, / That in the world, / We, the two, / Alone. / Let us suppose, / The globe, the earth, / Is but an empty cone, / No one else, / Just you N me, / Just you N me, / Forlorn, / Guess what to - Love at allpoetry
Love is the only religion,
Of peace, harmony and humanity, - My Madness is For You at allpoetry
My madness is for you,
For not a Kiss or two. - Feelings at allpoetry
When your soft finger tips,
touch the keys...my name - Mad Love at allpoetry
I love her, as I love her,
I love her but for naught.
- William Blake, who made thee? at allpoetry
Little lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?
