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Post by YahNe on Oct 29, 2006 20:13:44 GMT 10
Next Time
Eyes open slowly But close at the sun’s glare You hate that you can’t stare As the first rays of sunlight settle upon your lover’s face
But as you yawn you decide staring can wait As you cuddle your love, about to sleep once more You can’t help but think…
Next time I’ll close the curtains.
Poem written I don't know how long ago... it's my back-up for when mum asks why I don't write happy. Probably because my happy poems turn funky and weird. Kind of like crunchy milk. Eeeeehhhheeeehhhheewwwwww Risa! XP
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Post by fracturedprince on Nov 1, 2006 19:53:51 GMT 10
My first thought was that if you had closed the curtains, you might not have noticed your lover. Same could apply to "Next Time." ^^;
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Post by YahNe on Nov 1, 2006 20:31:14 GMT 10
*Shrugs* They could also be complaining about the nosy sex-deprived neighbours that could have been peeking through the window... LOL That was actually the first scenario I had when writing it... then I changed it a bit
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Post by fracturedprince on Nov 1, 2006 20:32:43 GMT 10
lol.. now, my mind went straight to the images of sex.
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Post by Fractured Princess on Nov 2, 2006 19:15:36 GMT 10
LMFAO!!!!! Sex LOL!! Deprived ROFL!! Neighbours LMFAO!! LIKE CORAL AND SARAH!!!!!!!!!! *Bursts with laughter* But I like this poem. It's good and crazy. GEW!! RISA!! *Thinks of the milk*...*Thinks of Risa COVERED in said milk* ^^
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Post by YahNe on Nov 2, 2006 19:18:19 GMT 10
LMFAO!!!
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Post by fracturedprince on Nov 2, 2006 21:15:12 GMT 10
milk? *the eyes*
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Post by Fractured Princess on Nov 3, 2006 13:56:21 GMT 10
Disgustingly wonderful. ^^
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