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Premium Member Cute & Cuddly

CUTE & CUDDLY

To imagine the only thing of a smile.
Everything lite up inside
Signals travel in within a length of a mile.
One day a dream a wild ride.
A reality dim down to denial.
I have a craving of your deepness inside.

Whatever the case may be .
My heart is thumping for you rapidly.

Strolling a crazy label on my forehead
My Love you are my one true med.

You excite me like my old corvette
Longing for you to rub, and touch my silhouette.

The way you claim you want me .
Moves me sweetly like honey.

Thoughts of me and you
Nothing crossing me to play a fool.

The amusement of my favorite flower.
Your intriguing energy pouring out like a shower.

Followed by a coincidence in the dark sky.
A feeling lead by every moving star.
Blinking at me with the  click of your eye's
A strange surrender being hypnotized.

An endless care with an obvious stare
To retreat at the end of a day, I call your dare.
Cuddles with me, your cute like my teddy bear..

BY: P.D.


Give Me a Break

We both know, I love you , you love me
It's great love, i'm not complaining but it is not how it supposed to be

I can't look at people, I can't move one step without your gazing eyes
I can't talk on the phone, I can't smile, I can't relax

Don't say you are doing this for me
Don't say that I'm only what your eyes can see

I'm stressing out because you are everywhere
At the house, in the room, in my closet, this is just not fair

You accuse me by just talking to somebody else
You are being so insecure during these days

I love you and will never cheat on you
If you can't trust me so let's call it off, the only way to do

I'm sick of your accusing moments and tired of wasting my precious time
Instead of listening to your talk i just want to be ALONE with a cup of tea with a lime

Give me a break and let me breath without your heavy air
I'm out of freshness ..I wish i wake up from this crazy night mare
© Kaila B.A  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member My First Date

Butterflies in my stomach,
causing palms to sweat too much;
Cologne overpowering -
meant to only put on a touch.
Ready two hours early
for my first date as a man;
sixteen years in the making -
drivers license in my hand.

Took me five days to work up the nerve to call her,
after meeting her at the pool -
new girl in the neighborhood;
I was a lifeguard acting cool.
Her beauty left me speechless;
her smile weakened my knees;
Her father met me at the door,
"Be home by ten o'clock please."

We went to a movie theater -
which movie I don't recall -
wiped my hands on the legs of my pants;
I was sweating like Niagara falls.
We went for milkshakes after the movie
and she told me all about her life,
including about the boyfriend she has
where she moved from whom she really likes.

Got her home before ten o'clock;
there was no first kiss at the door -
my stomach was full of septic waste
where butterflies were dancing before.

Later on that summer,
while sitting in the lifeguard chair,
she brought him over to meet me
when he was visiting there.
Even though it was a disaster
and an experience I learned to hate
these thirty-some years later
I still remember my first date.
© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Bio

Premium Member Soul Mate

SOUL  MATE

For you I will change my life.
Someday I will become more than just a wife.
Not every passerby means something.
Around you, my heart will jump and sing.
I will always be around, like an air balloon.
While your air blows away the gloom.
Even when we are mad, or the times I made you yell.
My heart is lock behind your midnight jail.
Despite the times, life does not go well.
I will always be your soul mate.
Our love is entwining with the best heart rate.

Your soul and my soul will entangle together.
Creating a tangle, that makes things better.
I will reach you in every level of your weather.
I need you to feel me in this poem or letter.
The fascinated kisses where meant to last forever. 

My heart is torn with the thought, I am not suppose let go.
My fate was drawn out to meet you down by the "RIVER POE."
Where we connected fast with my pink and green flow.
With you I will dance around the fire "NAK*I*D!"
With no bad intentions that are wicked.
Store the innocence of them eyes for safekeeping.
I do not care about all those dots, which have you tripping
Down in Mandalay, where you are in a world of sleeping.

I will clone our dreams to retrace the smiles on my face.
The one dimension that collides us in to that special place.
I want to reach you when you are low.
Reaching farther than I could ever can go.
There for you’re my one true soul.

I will always be there for you with open arms.
A reality that does not come with harm.

We are each other’s destiny.
We will have a life pass eternity.
With you, our numbers exceed beyond infinity.

You are my one true soul mate.
No matter how long we both have to wait.

Our journey will never end.
I can choose to be just your friend.
However, you are the key to my empty space of lost faith.
Moreover, everything in me tells me you are my SOUL MATE!

By; P.D. 
For; N.D.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Eve's Lament

Eve blew the hair from out of her eyes 
“He thinks nothing matters except size!”
“All he does is loll in the shade
It would be so nice to move to the glade!”

Eve picked a small critter from her thigh
and said “God, why? Why give me this guy?
He’s lazy, and crazy and talks to the baboon!
And when night rolls around he thinks I will swoon!”

“Adam, the man, the boss, yeah right,
You could have handled that snake but it gave you a fright?”
Don’t blame me, you’re the man, the one with the b*lls
So, why blame tiny me for the trials of us all?”

I was gifted to you. I’m your precious jewel
“Adam dear Adam….please invent me some tools!
I tired of seeing your scraggily hair
and picking the critters out of our lair.

Build me a house, find me a stone
And if you don’t straighten up you’ll go home alone!

*dedicated to Adam’s Lament by Bob Hinshaw
Form: Rhyme


Reverse Psychology

I don't quite get it
I can't quite follow your mind
I sit
and wait'
hand and foot for you
and you can't even remember a date
I sense your sly stealthiness
the day when you left me for good
doesn't come yet cause right now your before me
not even looking me in the eye
I almost despise you
if it wasn't for your money I'd sure be out
without a fuss,
without a single cuss
cause you just make me sick.
I thought I could work through the little things, 
now you've forgotten and amped up the volume
I'm on mute,
with you as the remote
and you sit and gloat 
on your sofa bed
cause I kicked you out of bed,
you're getting me so misread,
I've had enough of this
I can't even try or pretend I want to kiss
because I don't.
And maybe, just maybe
this is all for revenge
but with this intrigue
and a liaison at hand
I'm already gone
I have been for these whole 6 months

Premium Member Senior Prom

The Senior Prom was the social event of the school year!
I approached the occasion with great humility and fear.
Never knowing if I could get a date caused me apprehension,
But finding someone to go greatly eased my tension!

So many things for this momentous gala to prepare.
Rent a tuxedo and to the barber to clip my hair.
'Round the room with sister to practice the dance,
And brush up on the social skills my suavity to enhance!

As the great day neared I washed and waxed the car.
Everything must be perfect, nothing the affair to mar.
I shined my shoes and chose a corsage for a dollar;
Never mind that I didn't coordinate with her the color!

I donned my ill-fitting tux and reeked of Old Spice.
Her Mom greeted me saying, "My, you look nice!"
Swishing into the room perfectly coifed, in elegant gown,
Tottering on high heels, she tripped and nearly fell down!

At the banquet in the gym I tried to do my very best,
But despite it all, managed to slop sauce upon my vest!
Although there were chaperones and frustrations galore,
'Twas worth it all as she kissed me goodnight at her front door!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)
Form: Rhyme

Mistakes Help You Grow, Shaping Who You Are Once You'Ve Learnt

It eats me up inside.
Maybe you don't get it 
maybe you're failing to accept 
it,
But it's certain that it's hurting 
and eating up my pride-
While guilt plays it part
While it all trembles before the 
eyes soaked-
Reminiscent of your pain.
I can never win
Nor can I move forward
Paths are torn in two
And I want to believe you-
You say to me once more
When all I want is to hold and 
prove I never loved 
Like I now do
I never knew it was possible to 
reveal  a side to you 
And that vulnerability 
when your tongue tied words
Mimic the naked truth-
assuring not only your heart 
but your mind falls harder
While you slip away in some 
sort of fantasy
One you can't imagine leaving
One that's meant to remain 
steady
 Then the steadfast loyalty 
suppresses any doubt
Even after doubt has been 
proven time and time before
If only I loved you then as I do 
now
I'd be a better person
Capable of genuine love.

Premium Member The Long First Date

When I was around 14, I attended a church youth conference that summer, 
sleeping in a dorm at a college campus and attending fun events with kids of my 
same religion. The group I was with one day was strolling along a green shady path 
when ahead of me I spied a young man, very tall, slender, and blonde. He had a 
Justin Bieber kind of face but with cool piercing eyes, to put almost any young girl’s 
heart aflutter. I immediately began to think of a way to meet him, and to my 
surprise, I noticed that he was also noticing me! 
    Meanwhile, another boy, also with a strikingly cute looking face, appeared at my 
side and began walking with me. He introduced himself as John Spencer. I would 
compare him to an elf because his features were so delicate. His ears were elflike 
and his doll face reminded me of the face of an angel. His body was extremely thin 
and later I learned that he worried so much for his family and friends that he had 
given himself ulcers before the age of 14! As we talked, I kept looking ahead at the 
blonde boy, whose name I later learned was Chris. Upon seeing me with John, the 
incredibly gorgeous Chris gave me a disapproving look and vanished into the crowd. 
After that, I soon realized that John and I were turning into a “couple” and the rest 
of my waking moments at the conference I would have my “Johnny Angel” 
constantly by my side. 
    It was young love, first love, fresh, and sweet, and holding hands with John I felt 
electrifying chemistry as we intertwined our fingers, playing “handsies,” my favorite 
new activity! We ate together and attended together all the activities planned for 
our group, and so my first time with a boyfriend was like an extended date, lasting 
from the beginning of the week until the end when we rode home together 
snuggling on the bus and planning when we would see each other again. 
    John lived one town away from mine, in the same city where Chris, the blonde 
boy, lived too. At future monthly church dances in their city, Davenport, Iowa, I 
would see them both and learn more about both boys. They became a big part of 
my newly blossoming adolescent life and the romantic way I was feeling about boys, 
but that is saved for chapter two of my story! 

For Carol Brown's "My First Date" Contest
Form: Bio

I Went Through Life, Grey and Blue

I went through life, grey and blue
Just because I didn’t have you
I love having someone like you around me
You and I will fly into the sky
When I look into your eyes
I see the love of you and me
A life without here is no fair
I wish I can make you see
How much I truly love you
I love you with all of my whole heart
I wish you can also see that too
But your lovely smile saved my soul
A kiss and my smile is all yours
Love me and we can have eternity
When you’re sad, I will cheer you up
I trust you; if I lost you tell me what would I do?
All I do is dream of you
My love in my heart is true
I sit and and pray
That my dream will come true
Dream is a dream
But I still love you
I am still here dreaming of you
Standing with you is where I want to be
Looking at you in the eye
Thinking without you in my life,
I will die
Waiting for the day
That you will be mine
You’re the one I am running to
But I will still be here dreaming of you
Being with you is all I want to do
I dream bout all the things that will never come true
Every time I see your face
My heart leaps faster
Than its normal pace
Looking at you, face to face
Thoughts surround me like de ja vu
Not caring I am still here dreaming of you
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