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They hate you because your you
They make up lies and call it true
They're fake behind your back
Hoping someday that you'll crack.
They hate you because your real.
no matter what they say you always heal
They're surprised to see you rise,
That you're not affected by all these lies
They hate you because you smile at them
It shows them that your a real gem
You are always true and do your best :)
Sometimes these haters just cant test
They hate you for no reason
Despite it all, you smile
whatever the reason
At the end of the day
All i'm gonna say
All i plan to be
-Sanderline Fleury :)
The sweet songs of birds,
We hand in hand across the
Pansies white yellow and violet
Tossing their heads in the
Somewhere the sound of falling
The sound of squirrel cracking
Calm weather warm sun,
White fluffy clouds forming
A passenger flight in the blue
Sun born in the horizon and
about to fade in the horizon,
Both our heartbeats echo
inside of chest,
Shutting and opening of our
Your unkempt hair flying
Yellowish west sky.
Heart shaped fig leaf's shadow.
If I could stop this world from
I would do so,
Just to be with you
In this autumn evening.
This is a poem about the future I'd love to have with the boy of my dreams.
None of this has actually happened yet (besides us falling in love with eachother) but it's how I would like it to happen.
Once upon a time, I became the luckiest girl in the world. I fell in love with a gorgeous boy with blue eyes, and he actually loved me back. He was like my prince, he treated me like his princess and would do anything for me. Today, we're united as King and Queen. It's been years, but walking down the aisle I'm still staring at the cutest, most perfect guy I've ever seen. When our lips finally meet after parting to say "I do", it tastes like Heaven.
Once upon a time, I married a gorgeous boy with blue eyes. And today, I saw those perfect blue eyes light up when he first held our little girl in his arms. She's got her Daddy's blue eyes and just a little bit of her Momma's brown hair. She's going to be spoiled and loved more than possible. She'll know we support her no matter what, and she can tell us everything. It will be perfect.
Once upon a time, one set of blue eyes became two, and we were made into a family. Now, that second pair of blue eyes is walking out the door to college, with a suitcase in one hand and a boy's hand in the other. He better love her and treat her just as well as her Daddy does.
Once upon a time, I fell in love with a gorgeous boy with blue eyes. His hair has dulled and grayed but his eyes are the same, and they've seen a lifetime's worth of happiness and love. My baby had babies with the boy she walked out the door with, and I can tell she loves them as much as we loved her. Now it's her time to live.
The first born sister was delivered by a bear, the master of the forest.
Bestowed upon her by this master, was the spirit of courage and strength.
Through legends and time, she learned many lessons of old, these helped to make her heart strong.
She grew from a girl to a young woman with a soul old and wise.
But her heart still was not whole.
She was drawn to walk in the forest, where she thought she might find answers.
Alone that night in the forest, she looked up towards Father Sky. She summoned her courage and asked Him where she must go to become whole?
Father Sky smiled, down on the First Sister, stars made bright by his delight, at the sight of the First Sister’s courage.
He gave unto her a vision in the stars.
Father Sky then lit the skies ablaze with stars showing her Regulus, The Little King , Leo the lion prowled the stars.
Then He showed her the Goddess of Justice and Truth, Astraea.
A goddess from the stars, Astraea brought forward a Second Sister in line.
Tipping her scales, full of dust from all things magic Astraea bequeathed the
Second Sister with a heart full of justice and determination.
This sister was streaked with light, her gypsy heart ready for any adventure.
The road of adventure glittered, calling her into the forest.
She looked above to the heavens and saw the stardust of Regulus,
mesmerized by what she seen shimmering in the night sky she followed the path.
A Third sister was born, bound to the Second Sister, by Leo the Lion.
Although fair she was entrusted with the heart of the lion, the sign of the Leo.
With pride she grew, loyal and caring for all those on her path and all in her past.
Following the trail, she walked into the forest that night, guided by the lights of the Little King.
She stayed steady and true along the trail,
where the first and second sister had gone before her.
The girl ahead streaked in light did not give her a fright,
nor did she fear the roar of the spirit of the bear.
She heard Father Sky call unto her to follow the dust of the stars to that meeting place.
As these three sisters made their journeys along the pathway, each guided by Father Sky, they came into a circle of light. They could each see themselves in one another, brought together by the lights of Regulus the Little King.
Here I lie beside you
My heart goes thump.thump.thump.
My soul dances inside you
Reveling in the texture of your own.
Electric and flowing
The currents of our love
Glow like neon lights
Illuminating the hope in my eyes.
Though we're not moving
I feel so incredibly alive
Invincible to my past
Untouchable by all who lack
That gentle touch of when
You lean in and brush my face
Your lips grazing my skin
Softer than a butterfly.
And then you gaze into my eyes
I fall into your depths
Twirling like the autumn leaves
Melting into your smile
Your soul reminiscent of summer.
You pull me into your arms
And for a moment I'm lost
Breathless and in awe
Staring in the face of pure exquisite love
And there you are - holding it
Glowing in the moonlight of my stare.
My heart beats - its drum pounding away
Echoing a song thats lost its words
I touch your cheek and smile
My hands cant stay away
My lips s l o w l y, draw near yours
Hovering, and then -
Part, a soft warmth against them.
My eye lids pulling shut
Dragging me into a silent heaven
I pull away - and what seemed millennia
Lasted only a moment, a second in time
But this is our love
This is what you do to me
You make me invincible and fragile
Lost forever in a beautiful reverie.
Enter a storybook tale
Where I can be
The heroine you hail
Lucid dreams of soft reflection
A touch heated with lust and desired protection
A breathe a gasp as we succeed
Join the fairytale with me
Valiant night within dark eyes
the right movement and I make them shine
like moonlight on the steamy hot spring
care to follow for a little dip with me
Trailing like the water at my fingertips
Grasp me around my hips
As close as the breeze on my skin
Whisper lies as I let you in
Lips mumbling up my thighs
bare heart exposed to the sky
fire burning in my veins
Am I a mistress of this lust or simply a slave
Trembling with desire
Take me till we've lost count of the hours
enter this storybook tale
Where I can be the heroine you hail
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Lord forgive me she says she is on that sophisticated wine and dine,
she says her lips are sweet, hips full bliss enough to put your mind at ease.
Damn girl where did you get those degrees.
She feigns knowledge, pledges abstinence but lets loose to the first fool she sees
Then pledges again and lets loose and the cycle continuously, continues in a loop of ignorance.
Strange you are, a woman you are,
so when will you take a stand, and understand your lips and hips...
momentary satisfactions. The ratings of your visage an illusion which fades over time.
Rude... me... no, truthful yes, knowledge is a blessing the king you seek is not
dwelling in the slums in where you hum your tunes
Lord forgive me she says she is on that sophisticated wine and dine,
she says her lips are sweet, hips full of bliss enough to put your mind at ease.
I won't beg, I won't cry so the more power to you girl, cause ignorance is truly bliss
Liking the first girl they see
This is the age seven
Liking the second girl they meet
This is the age eleven
Dreaming all day everyday
About the girl of your dreams
Then you snap back to reality
As your mother yells come eat
Getting to school early
To meet the girl of your dreams
You know she doesn’t like you
Though it may seem
Between the both of you
It’s a love hate relationship
You may not be together
But you have a good friendship
It will take forever
It may even take your whole life
No matter how long it takes
She will be your wife
So you go home
And you play with your toys
I just described to you
The life of a boy
Its twenty years later
You’re now thirty-one
The girl of your dreams married you
Once you said she’s the one
Compare her pictures from then to now
They may look like a disgrace
Before she was a sweet pretty girl
Now bruises cover her face
If you look at your hands
Their covered with marks
But they’re not defending marks
They’re attacking marks
We look at you now
We see someone other
You’ll be on a woman
But won’t touch her brother
You’re a big man
She is smaller than you
What once were pretty eyes
Are now black and blue
She cries every night
But you don’t seem to care
Something should have told you to stop
Once you saw that first tear
There is no reason why you hit her
Maybe because you were drunk
This is not a boys to men story
Its boys to punks
Her eyes showed me a way,
Her unique smile let my tears go away,
Her Beautiful face made me to say,
Is this Love, or what???
Started to have feeling of love,
Started to behave nicely and different,
Started to smile when there was no reason to smile,
Still, Is this Love, or what??
Tried to approach her, but felt belittled, lowly, shy,
Tried to ask her for date, but felt afraid, scared, shocked,
Tried to express my love, felt would be rejected, hurt, unheard,
Well still, Is this love, or what?
I can fix anything, why not this thing,
I can talk to any girl, why not this girl,
I can really convince anyone, why not this one,
Came before many girl, why not this girl.
Do please not tell me its just nothing,
Do tell me how to do something about this thing...Love,
Do tell me anything about this thing…Love,
Will there be rejection or appreciation??????????
A Beautiful woman
Sweet Voice, Hypnotizing eyes
Displays of smiles
Emotions of lies
Life seems normal
No obvious dismays
Yet you have no idea about her life or necessary ways.
You would never know what story she has to tell
You would never know how she lives so well
Not an average career Yet one so real
Only the true Lipsticks now she truly feels.
Shadows with no name
Conversations with no face
Only thing relevant is the action taking place
Makeup just right
Hair up tight
Along with whispers in the night
They want to know more about her
So they try and converse
She accepts no emotional visitors
Strictly business & Dead presidents to place in her purse
Her lipstick leaves her mark
Dismisses those nameless shadows when the magic is done
Strictly pure survival
All work no fun
It Keeps the luxury in her pockets
A smile on her face
She a woman of strenth and undeniable grace
Sweet woman by day
A Beautiful host by night
Welcome to her world
Of a Lipstick Night