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 Nov 2017
Star BG
Have a grand day,
filled with sun lit daydreams that transmute into poetic grandeur.

AND
Have a grand night,
filled with fireworks of inspiration blessings and writer visions.

AND
Have a grand sleep,
filled with landscapes of dreams
for a scribe to cherish
as they awaken to write.
 Nov 2017
Madison
There comes a day in your life where you meet someone special…
You try so hard not to admit it but you just can’t hold back the way you feel…
I like you.
You get all those feelings…
Those butterflies you can’t stomach,
That heart rate you can’t put at ease,
So baby …
Sweetheart with the beautiful smile. Sure, I loved sleep
But dreams couldn't compare
Not to talking to you until my mind screamed for rest
And the butterflies in my stomach settled
Darling with the endless amount of love…
your love could fill the oceans and climb the tallest trees,
but could your love belong to me someday?
Be given to me?
Can you feel the way I do for you?
& Boy, sometimes I tangle my own fingers
Closing my eyes, losing myself in a daydream
Where your voice is more than an echo in my mind
And I even believe for a few seconds you're still here
Lover, who writes me poems,
You should know I write you too.
I write about you until my fingers ache
And still after that I keep writing
Because there's just some people you could write about forever
And baby, you're one of them.
And boy who played me a song,
Sweet sounds bow down to my ears,
And the way you play your guitar…
& the way I daydream about kissing your lips...
I can’t wait until the sparks of your tongue burn my mouth
send electric shocks through my body
Cutie… with the funny jokes,
You make me laugh.
Today you made me laugh,
like you always do,
you’re the only one who can now a days.
Baby, with those sparkling eyes,
Your eyes haunt me whether I'm dreaming or not
And what haunts me more is the fact that
I can’t have you now
because you ruined it
It hurts to think about it,
So I have to block you out.
Play your songs to someone else,
Read your silly lines of heartache to someone else,
And go find… someone else.
 Nov 2017
Craig Harrison
I don't care about your age
or the fact you earn a higher wage
I love you because

Because when I see you I like how I feel
I love you because when I'm with you everything is real

I love your blond hair
and how much you love and care
I love your smile and your big hazel eyes
I love you because you're wise

I love you because you are smart
I love you because you remind me of art
so beautiful, the world must see
I love you because for some reason you love me

I love everything about you
and I'm happy you love me too

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