You find so many people are horrible
But you, you are mostly adorable.
I like the way you roam.
You do it like a loam.
I like the way you giggle.
You do it like Quiggle.
I like the way you talk.
You do it like Boc.
You find so many people are markable.
But you, you are most remarkable.
I love the way you wear your hair,
You are spreading your style everywhere.
You're like a style fountain.
Enough jazz for a whole mountain.
You find so many people are overgenerous.
But you, you are most generous.
You're the perfect girl.
You are leaving me in such a whirl.
You find so many people are disarming.
But you, you are most charming.
Adorable, remarkable and generous,
Charming and terrific too,
Are the qualities of you
You find so many people are specific.
But you, you are mostly terrific
6/27/20
WRITTEN WORDS BY James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
I know god himself made someone special from the darkest cave in the hidden dark Woods to send down to others for them to see Also dream how she or life really is especial feeling right.
Hold my hand until the end of time, squeeze it tight, dont flench, our promises we make we know we dont break the arrow of feeling a invisible soul.
The arrow went straight through the heart, almost tore my conscious into threads.
As i sit with time endless worrys deep down into my mind .
I found out WHO I am , guess thats whyveyone seems to push me away
A big markable light of flame, my soul is sweet n tender
I was broken now I understand my inter self in time before i return to my kingdom of solitary peace.
She put a mark on him for all to see
When removed she replaced it with much glee
This time left instead,
When asked why he said,
"For Re-markable is what I must be!"
I know god himself made someone special from the darkest cave in the hidden dark Woods to send down to others for them to see Also dream how she or life really is especial feeling right.
Hold my hand until the end of time, squeeze it tight, dont flench, our promises we make we know we dont break the arrow of feeling a invisible soul.
The arrow went straight through the heart, almost tore my conscious into threads.
As i sit with time endless worrys deep down into my mind .
I found out WHO I am , guess thats whyveyone seems to push me away
A big markable light of flame, my soul is sweet n tender
I was broken now I understand my inter self in time before i return to my kingdom of solitary peace.
Touches the heart
when it starts
i love petrichor
breeze is blowing
pollens flowing
reaching inner core
Month of showering
next is flowering
thrill is palpable
tulips waiting
top on rating
scarlet markable
Spring is singing
love is bringing
drizzling tiny drops
both are dancing
love enhancing
until shower stops
Month is floral
love is moral
story april may
healing wounds
raining sound
like a morning pray
Droplets shining
end of whining
moment flowers bloom
chorus stands
colorful lands
aroma perfume
Date: 04/10/2016
Entered Contest : Anacreontic Verse 3
Sponsored by: Edward Ebbs
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