Two hours in her closet grew thin,
And her patience even more.
Each dress a "no," nerves start to show,
And her date is at the door.
She snags a sundress off the floor,
And sandals for her feet,
A quick brush through her hair,
And downstairs to meet—
Her young man, who looks up
To unabashedly stare.
A moment she’s frozen
With a "do I even dare?"
Then a smile and indrawn breath,
The boy is surely smitten.
The irony of her dressing escapades
Seems so perfectly befitten.
Ooh La La.
Pretty and petite is she
She wears glasses well
She smiles so nicely luv
She sets mine emotions
In internal craving of luv
With a turmoil out of nid
To be with her n to know
All she is about all she be
All she is hiding timidly
Behind that tame smile
Of hers that's me smitten
My one darling of dreams
It is you my heart craves
#254MusingOfRimiLuv
Perché diceva di amarti quando stavamo insieme?
Sta cercando di conquistarti mostrandosi entusiasta
o astuto?trovare scuse per tenerti vicino
o congratularmi con te per ogni tua impresa?
Vuoi stare con lui e andartene?
Tu e lui, insieme
.Sono un folle innamorato, o sto amando
noi due insieme?
Ooh : ooh, je suis amoureux de toi
Ooh, ooh, ne sais-tu pas que c'est vrai ?
Je suis amoureux de toi
C'est quoi, ces histoires comme
quoi toi et moi, on ne s'aime pas ?
C'est pas bien.
C'est ni mignon, ni malin
.Je me suis consacré à toi
J'ai dit que nous resterions ensemble
C'est toi et moi
Toi et moi, ensemble
he practically followed her home
friends had to stop him
not that one, we said
she is mine, he told us
he took a step in her direction
we pulled him back
he is in love with the idea of being in love
perpetually smitten
Meeting you was the best day of my life.
I can hardly wait to make you my wife.
Our future together will be peaches and cream.
Being with you is like living a dream.
I love you so much there could be no other.
For our children you'll make a wonderful mother.
Dearest I feel that it was fate sending signs.
That we will become betrothed on Valentines.
My heart is so full of love, without a care.
Such splendor to gaze at your face so fair.
I'll adore you forever, I'm sure you feel the same.
Oh beautiful lady wont you tell me your name?
Common may be handsome, common may
be nice -- but common, as a common spice,
the pallet becomes less excited. And thrice
no more appealing than twice. Think of
your love as special. Think of your love as sacred.
See me in your perfect prayers, and may God, think,
of me~ as your soulmate perfect.
never loved cat ways
their tail-flicking arrogance
their unasked-for gaze
my family longed for one —
I yielded, keeping distance
stray kitten arrived
they all fawned gushed over it
but the cat chose me
the least interested one
who shooed and shoved it away
smitten by kitten
my heart disinterested
lurched to beat retreat
we're inseparable now
the kitten has claimed my lap
I saw the world in black and white,
Till her smile poured in the light.
A curve so soft, so sweet, so wild—
It made the cynic in me mild.
No thunder cracked, no heavens roared,
Just one glance—and my soul soared.
A silent spell, a sunlit mile,
I stood undone… smitten by her smile.
It wasn’t loud, it didn’t shout,
But all my fears, it silenced out.
Like springtime wrapped in human form,
Her smile could make the cold feel warm.
No poets taught me how to feel
The way her grin could make me kneel.
Not out of duty, pride, or guile—
But simply… smitten by her smile.
You are the pounding thunder in my chest,
Like a drum corps, with every word you speak.
And when I see your smile, there is true rest
And when my eyes meet yours, my knees grow weak.
There is a missing piece in every soul
Filled only by that one, sublimest love.
There are no substitutes to fill this hole
Only you, hold the place I ‘ve oft dreamt of.
Come to me beloved, entwine our hearts!
Be forever near me, spin close beside
And sew a lifetime tether from the start
That shall not fray, divinely stitched inside.
Let us live a tight-knit life, full of awe;
A three-cord bond of you and me and God.
To seem more relevant
maybe to appeal to the
needs of so many
sort the best
from the rest
some they don't get any
all for me
and none for you
thats aint nice
or cool
Share the stakes
eat the steaks
thats the golden rule.
Fiddle dancing
Horns for romancing
a groove bas
keeps the singer in tune
modest background singing
Ah question
ah ring and
maybe a sultry honeymoon
aint no question
maybe I'm guessing
we should be amused
I'll call you Honey
a lovely day
it's sunny
tonight our
Honeymoon
Blackberry and Champenge Drink
with sugar or honey
champenge and
rosemary spriggs
Playful spontaneity is frowned upon,
looked upon as unbecoming for adults
but vibrance of innocence cares not for scorn,
as its pure childlike heart bliss emotes exults,
living in the moment, each breath a new dawn,
leaving it to God to determine results.
A rebel, a nerd, we follow not the herd,
for having cracked the code, we need no password.
A letter to Santa She'd written, A ruby red bow made of ribbon
the tree underneath she saw, four paws of a kitten
at first, the girl beamed, at first she was smitten,
untill on her finger, the kitten had bitten
then finding her wool-knitted favourite mitten,
Tor by small paws and sharp claws of the kitten
to Santa a letter she regrets having written
He is too smitten, totally gaga said the African lioness queen.
I have tried to dissuade him, but I am not the kind to be mean.
Why is he in love with you? Asked her brother, male Lion.
Not sure, but he says if I do not reciprocate, he might be dy’n.
African queen watched the alligator serenade her in the garden.
He said “I cannot stop myself, so please my sappiness pardon.”
The lion pride scoffed, thinking he was a crazy animal at best.
You are so sweet, said the African Queen, but here is the real test.
Can you run down the antelope? Can you catch the old ones?
Can you stay out of the way of the sharpshooter’s guns?
The alligator did not lie, so he shook his head sadly and left.
Feeling defeated, despondent and a teensy bit bereft.
Beauty,
gazes,
At Beauty,
Smitten,
At their moons,
And stars
Reynaldo Casison
All I need is to have you touch me and be by my side.
I am smitten with a passion, it all seems a mystery.
With the warmth of your touch my tears will subside.
All I need is to have you touch me and be by my side.
Now I can hold my head up I have no need to hide.
There’s nothing like this I have known in my history.
All I need is to have you touch me and be by my side.
I am smitten with a passion, it all seems a mystery.
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