"I watch the moon through the window, And the moon looks down and sees me."
"It didn't start with a kiss, though that came later, didn't it? The sort of thing that's unthinkable now, isn't it?"
"Candy cars and hearts and bones, whispers, long distance telephones, dreams and hopes and all desire, oh, how we conspired..."
"What has happened, I think, is that the weather simply changed. And the furniture cannot be re-arranged. The wind blows out the candle flame, and the song's just not the same."
"Among the rose petals a nettle, among the sweet flowers a thorn, but you've put me on my mettle, darling, I think it's for me you were born."
xx SF
Go on... I DARE YOU!!!
*GIGGLES!!!*
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"insensitive prick!" – Danielle Algo
"You, me... us, together..."
=== Not ALL LIVES MATTER until BLACK LIVES MATTER ===
Quote by BiMale73
"You, me... us, together..."
"You? Me? Us together? I can cope with foul weather if i know
You have my hand and we'll be better...
Come rain or hail or windscreen shine you own this black dark heart dark of mine,
I only pray that you might make me true?
The only thing I did so wrong was fall and all and ice-cream call so far away,
The mountains tall not bigger than
My love for Baby you?
xx SF
*THWAK!!!*
"insensitive prick!" – Danielle Algo
Quote by stephanie
"You? Me? Us together? I can cope with foul weather if i know
You have my hand and we'll be better...
Come rain or hail or windscreen shine you own this black dark heart dark of mine,
I only pray that you might make me true?
The only thing I did so wrong was fall and all and ice-cream call so far away,
The mountains tall not bigger than
My love for Baby you?
xx SF
*THWAK!!!*
=== Not ALL LIVES MATTER until BLACK LIVES MATTER ===
Her Royal Spriteness
Candy cars and hearts and bones,
whispers, long distance telephones,
dreams and hopes and all desire,
oh, how we conspired
feather weights and tiny stones
softly whispered little moans
tethered us to the fertile earth
oh, the secrets we uncovered
autumns mist and winters sigh
springs renewal and summers high
drawing us like cosmonauts
weaving through the dying stars
memories of love brushing glowing skin
sound of tears amidst the songs of sin
open the door and let the dance begin
until the song is done...
Broken hearts and broken bones
silence on the telephone
never thought I'd be this alone
was I just another lover?
whispers, long distance telephones,
dreams and hopes and all desire,
oh, how we conspired
feather weights and tiny stones
softly whispered little moans
tethered us to the fertile earth
oh, the secrets we uncovered
autumns mist and winters sigh
springs renewal and summers high
drawing us like cosmonauts
weaving through the dying stars
memories of love brushing glowing skin
sound of tears amidst the songs of sin
open the door and let the dance begin
until the song is done...
Broken hearts and broken bones
silence on the telephone
never thought I'd be this alone
was I just another lover?
You can’t truly call yourself peaceful unless you are capable of violence. If you’re not capable of violence, you’re not peaceful. You’re harmless.
Short Arse Brit
Wham, Spam, I am, not ham
The Duchess of Tart
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.weihailove.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.weihailove.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.weihailove.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.weihailove.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
Quote by sprite
Cosmonauts
Candy cars and hearts and bones,
Whispers, long distance telephones,
Dreams and reams of hope's desire,
Oh, how we conspired...
Feather weights and tiny stones,
Softly whispered little moans,
Tethered us to the fertile earth
And the secrets we uncovered.
Autumns mist and winters sigh,
Spring's renewal and Summer's high,
Drawing us like cosmonauts
Weaving through the dying stars.
Memories of love brushing, crushing glowing skin,
Sound of tears amidst the fears and silent songs of sin,
Open the door for the last time and let the dance begin.
Until the song is done...
Broken hearts and broken bones,
Silence on the telephone
Never thought I'd be quite this alone.
Have I just discovered, that I was just another lover?
SIGH!!!
You're such an ALCHEMICAL writer! (You did this with our 'Massive Blue Whales' as well...) You seem to be able to PUSH images and ideas in a direction I'd never go!
(I'd POST this were I you! It's BEAUTIFUL.)
xx SF
Troublemaker
Quote by stephanie
SIGH!!!
You're such an ALCHEMICAL writer! (You did this with our 'Massive Blue Whales' as well...) You seem to be able to PUSH images and ideas in a direction I'd never go!
(I'd POST this were I you! It's BEAUTIFUL.)
xx SF
So let me see if I've got this straight, Miss Sprite's poem was just her frivolous riposte to OP??? WTF? How can it seem so effortless? I agree with Stephanie...
I think that I shall never write a poem as lovely as HRH Sprite
Quote by LYFBUZ
So let me see if I've got this straight, Miss Sprite's poem was just her frivolous riposte to OP??? WTF? How can it seem so effortless? I agree with Stephanie...
I think that I shall never write a poem as lovely as HRH Sprite
That's EXACTLY what it WAS, Friend...
(A SENIOR MOD, a FRIEND OF MINE, she's NOT A WRITER who GENERALLY goes to poetry or verse...) But she CAN DO THAT in HER SLEEP!!!)
She's NOT brilliant BY ACCIDENT!!!
And HOW she pleases and FLATTERS me!!!
xx SF
Her Royal Spriteness
sorry... i was drunk at the time while being fisted... any idea how difficult it is to write with an entire hand up your...
Nic: RACHEL! that's enough! quite taunting Steph.
Rach: but boss, he likes it when i do - it's kind of like when other people blow kisses! *pouts*
Nic: RACHEL! that's enough! quite taunting Steph.
Rach: but boss, he likes it when i do - it's kind of like when other people blow kisses! *pouts*
You can’t truly call yourself peaceful unless you are capable of violence. If you’re not capable of violence, you’re not peaceful. You’re harmless.
Her Royal Spriteness
i like your changes, btw, Steph, except the last line, that is... it doesn't quite scan right... 
You can’t truly call yourself peaceful unless you are capable of violence. If you’re not capable of violence, you’re not peaceful. You’re harmless.
Active Ink Slinger
I watch the moon through the window,
And the moon looks down and sees me.
I know that somewhere out there
The sun shines, kissing your hair.
It beams down on you
The same light that judges me too.
So why do I feel so cold?
What is it I have not been told?
The sun, the moon and all the stars
Are all we can share, from afar.
You always shone in my heart,
Yet I fear, now, we will be forever apart.
Don't judge too harshly, it is late and I might have rushed it!
And the moon looks down and sees me.
I know that somewhere out there
The sun shines, kissing your hair.
It beams down on you
The same light that judges me too.
So why do I feel so cold?
What is it I have not been told?
The sun, the moon and all the stars
Are all we can share, from afar.
You always shone in my heart,
Yet I fear, now, we will be forever apart.
Don't judge too harshly, it is late and I might have rushed it!
A poetry selection!
Quote by Lupus
[
WINDOWS
I watch the moon through the window,
And the moon looks down and sees me.
I know that somewhere out there
The sun shines, kissing your hair.
It beams down on you
The same light that judges me, too.
So why do I feel so cold?
What is it I have not been told?
The sun, the moon and all the stars
Are all we can share, from so far afar.
You always shone in my heart,
Yet I fear, now, we will be forever apart...
Don't judge too harshly, it is late and I might have rushed it!
Ker-Ching!!!
xx SF
(I'd expect NOTHING LESS from a writer like MY FRIEND Ben...)
Active Ink Slinger
Quote by stephanie
Ker-Ching!!!
xx SF
(I'd expect NOTHING LESS from a writer like MY FRIEND Ben...)
Your FRIEND the 'queer'?!
Love you, baby. *blows kisses*
Nothing less than the complete and utter drivel? That's fair enough. x
A poetry selection!
Active Ink Slinger
Quote by stephanie
Fuck You!!!
(You're ANOTHER ONE that can PLAY WITH WORDS in a way many can't...)
BIG MWAH!!!
xx SF
No one can mess words up quite like me! Woo!
I had thought of trying another poem. After that 'Fuck you', I don't think I shall! Hmph! Good day, sir!
A poetry selection!
Active Ink Slinger
Quote by stephanie
*THAT WAS A JEALOUS 'FUCK YOU' 'cos you did so well!!!!!
xx SF
Suck up. x
A poetry selection!
Fancy Schmancy
What has happened, I think,
Is that the weather simply changed
And the furniture cannot be re-arranged
The wind blows out the candle flame
And the song's just not the same
A shame
The summer when you last were here
No summers more
And on the floor
Behind the chair
I noticed there
Dusty yet not worse for wear
Your hipster hat we bought
We thought
A joke
Of straw
We laughed and then forgot
Unworn
Out of season
Now that winter’s come.
Is that the weather simply changed
And the furniture cannot be re-arranged
The wind blows out the candle flame
And the song's just not the same
A shame
The summer when you last were here
No summers more
And on the floor
Behind the chair
I noticed there
Dusty yet not worse for wear
Your hipster hat we bought
We thought
A joke
Of straw
We laughed and then forgot
Unworn
Out of season
Now that winter’s come.
Quote by LaylaJune
Hats
What has happened, I think,
Is that the weather simply changed
And the furniture cannot be re-arranged.
The wind blows out the candle flame
And the song's just not the same.
A shame...
The summer when you last were here.
No summers more.
And on the floor,
Behind the chair,
I noticed there,
Dusty, yet not worse for wear,
Your hipster hat we bought
We thought,
A joke...
Of straw?
We laughed and then forgot,
Unworn,
Out of season
Now that winter’s come.
Love It!
xx SF
Short Arse Brit
Quote by Lupus
I watch the moon through the window,
And the moon looks down and sees me.
I know that somewhere out there
The sun shines, kissing your hair.
It beams down on you
The same light that judges me too.
So why do I feel so cold?
What is it I have not been told?
The sun, the moon and all the stars
Are all we can share, from afar.
You always shone in my heart,
Yet I fear, now, we will be forever apart.
Don't judge too harshly, it is late and I might have rushed it!
WOW..I was not kidding who is better you or Steph?
Beautiful poem Lupus xo
The Duchess of Tart
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.weihailove.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.weihailove.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.weihailove.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.weihailove.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
I watch the moon through the window, and the moon looks down and sees me
I raise my hand and with it my glass, showing to him my Whisky
His face has always looked so sad, its scarred surface portraying
A loneliness I understand, our joy for life delaying
He used to be part of our earth, being unreasonably separated
He remembers the comfort of being whole, now just fractured and devastated
His leaving was so sudden, and by neither of our choices
So moving on impossible, despite the ‘help’ from voices
He’ll always be alone he knows, he feels this was his fate
When the parting happened so violently, he lost his only mate
Did it happen for a reason? Part of some higher thinking?
Or did I think that just because, I’ve spent the evening drinking?
One day his end will come about, only then will his hurt leave him
Existing for the sake of it, his death can be his healing
I raise my hand and with it my glass, showing to him my Whisky
His face has always looked so sad, its scarred surface portraying
A loneliness I understand, our joy for life delaying
He used to be part of our earth, being unreasonably separated
He remembers the comfort of being whole, now just fractured and devastated
His leaving was so sudden, and by neither of our choices
So moving on impossible, despite the ‘help’ from voices
He’ll always be alone he knows, he feels this was his fate
When the parting happened so violently, he lost his only mate
Did it happen for a reason? Part of some higher thinking?
Or did I think that just because, I’ve spent the evening drinking?
One day his end will come about, only then will his hurt leave him
Existing for the sake of it, his death can be his healing
Short Arse Brit
Quote by TheAngryishLover
I watch the moon through the window, and the moon looks down and sees me
I raise my hand and with it my glass, showing to him my Whisky
His face has always looked so sad, its scarred surface portraying
A loneliness I understand, our joy for life delaying
He used to be part of our earth, being unreasonably separated
He remembers the comfort of being whole, now just fractured and devastated
His leaving was so sudden, and by neither of our choices
So moving on impossible, despite the ‘help’ from voices
He’ll always be alone he knows, he feels this was his fate
When the parting happened so violently, he lost his only mate
Did it happen for a reason? Part of some higher thinking?
Or did I think that just because, I’ve spent the evening drinking?
One day his end will come about, only then will his hurt leave him
Existing for the sake of it, his death can be his healing
Fucking show off lol
The Duchess of Tart
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.weihailove.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.weihailove.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.
https://www.weihailove.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx
And my latest poem, The Temptation.
https://www.weihailove.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx