.
did yourn bard
tell ya
share with ya
thuh warm mine felt
exspecially when
her mitts
likewise
grip'n thick digits
stroll'd mine pecs
lock'n just bellow
mine short rib
no tickle
just warm
okay
tickle
yet warm
did yourn bard
tell ya
hers scream'd
lock'n tight mine
when all uv mine
holler'd
yesss
holler'd
"i love you"
.
are mine
desperate tuh feel
thoze tilt'd
curved
up
lips
reach'n
tuh
mine oxidize'd
speak
or
mine would have
remained
froze'd
.
slow
your
roll
world
temper that spin
come close
listen
spit
Time races onward, never slowing down.
A tireless force that we cannot confound.
We run and chase, but it's always ahead.
A marathon we'll never fully tread.
We race against time with each passing day.
Trying to induce the most of every single way
We strive for success, for love, and for meaning.
I'm hoping that our lives will have an Elysian ending.
But time keeps ticking without a pause or rest.
It's a constant reminder that we're not the best.
We grasp our youth fades, our wrinkles grow deep,
And we realize that time is a promise we can't keep.
So, we live each moment with passion and grace.
Embracing the beauty of life's fleeting pace
We cherish our loved ones and the memories we make.
Finding joy in the journey, not just the destination's sake,
Time may be fleeting, but our legacy remains.
A reflection of love and joy sustains.
(for Bryan)
Still now, she lies there gently,
as the dawn begins to rise;
and dares to men forsake her,
for some surer, safer climb.
She whispers, in the evening,
when the quiet holds the night;
and beckons to them gently,
in the wake of hellish fight:
"Oh, turn your gaze to land then--oh,
give up your precious dreams,
and "...remember when..." the days"...back then..."
you tried to tame the seas.
But oh, if courage bind you,
and an endless treasure seek,
then press your will 'gainst wind and tide,
and spend a while with me!
You'll stand against the raging storm,
you'll master every sea,
and when, come time,
to land again: “A Captain you shall be!"
.
presss girlie
any uv me
I'm
your
energy
plug
me
in
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