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Oh Sweetheart

Oh sweetheart, How could I ever evince my Love for thee in this freezing Love winter could not even walk free Im just awaiting you under this vast ancient tree Where we used to date in the frigid morning at three With the buzzing artful sound of a bee and the sweet taste of a hot coffee I do a marriage proposal, will you agree? please accept so I drown in the sea of glee Oh sweetheart, Even by a mistake if you turned down my proposal Black would be the colour of the apple No more glossy shall be the crystal Between Angels and God shall blast a quarrel And the Demons shall be forever immortal Open burning will it be in every jungle On this Earth, shall the buildings crumble Oh sweetheart, For me, you, in this world are the most precious No more you, no more meaning for christmas You became the pure brightness For my world's evil darkness Be with me and shall the story become endless....

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 4/30/2011 6:42:00 PM
U.M., its good to see all thoughts are positive... even if she was to give you an negetive answer... enjoyed... p.d.
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Date: 4/20/2011 10:19:00 AM
thx for ur time every1...and yup good to see u LULU peoples here haha xD
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Date: 4/20/2011 3:05:00 AM
I loved the poems by Robert Browning. I tell u my friend this poem reminded me of him...and I agree wid anne love to see lulu poets here..........welcome home 1
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Date: 4/19/2011 10:26:00 AM
Very romantic so warm, and heat felt. thank you for commenting on Grandma's Rocking Chair and it is still hard to believe she has been gone over 40 years. she month on April 1, she would have been 129 years old.
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Date: 4/18/2011 8:00:00 PM
So romantic. Your words are really powerful.
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Date: 4/18/2011 1:51:00 PM
Wonderful poem full of grace. So good to see you here . makes it more like home ,the more lulu poets I see. Anne
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