Jayne Poems - Poems about Jayne

How I want to see your face To sit near you in the same place I count the days until I will And tell my heart, be calm, be still It likes to beat the rhythm of Your name, a triplet, Lit-tle-Dove 3-2-1 or 1-2-3 Goodnight my J, come visit me Fill my dreams, in them don't go Let me tell you straight, you...

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Former Mayor of Chicago, Ms. Jayne Byrne about mood swings and temper tantrums had what to learn To differentiate her from the Panama Canal Ask yourself which ~ One of them was a busy ditch...

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Jayne in a Man’s Field I wrote on a Porsche “Take the Jayne Train” How long in the mess hall would she remain She came out and saw She smiled, I said duh Took a photo with her less my brain Name Dropper Limerick Contest Sponsored by Kevin Shaw September 19, 2017 *I actually took a photo with Jayne Mansfield at an airbase in...

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I see you every day near the Hudson Bay. Your body is like wine but, your mine. I know other men tried to win you over- they all failed- because you are meant for me. Your name is like a lost French folk song, or New York City in the rain I seek no sorrow and feel no pain when I hear your name,...

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A Sonnet for Jayne O,'Tis such a rare and beauteous thing Amidst the turmoil,who can explain That which inspires a man's soul to sing, Or to reflect its light in loud refrain. Were the stars so sullen before we met? Did both the moon and sun forswear to shine? For I could roam the whole of...

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Twinkle, twinkle little star- How I wonder if you are. So many light-years far away, Are you still out there today? Did you go nova little star? How I wonder if you still are....

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The passion and the wonder Shine in your eyes so blue A spring tide born in rainbows Pull me deeper into you Our goodbyes feel like torture As we kiss with painful frowns I'd sooner die in your arms In your rainbow tide I'd drown The hours pass like seconds When you are next to me Together we could walk through hell Still...

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