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Classic clouds clear through the night
Whispering a lullaby

As I look into those deep green eyes
Singing as the sheep pass by

Brushing my face with tiny fingers
You melt me with your sweet linger

Curled up in a warming blanket
Your skins aroma leaves a peaceful essence

Rosette lips pucker close
As I give you my deepest affection

Laying you down next to my heart
Where you will stay even after we part

Dreaming of a dream that you will never leave
This is our bed time routine

Good night my sweet angel , I love you to pieces.
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Phantasmagoric


Entranced through the spirals of delusion
Limitless misery trapped betweeen the perfect illusion

Shattered visions trickle along a joyous dream
******* of deep waters biting through the atlantic sea bream

Whispering in the midst of silken white fantasies
Swiftly stricken back into the disturbing realities

Prismatic colors embedded into a spirit of misconception
A darkened certainty embraces its profound deception

Peaceful pleasures circling whimsical euphoria
Drastically transforming into agitated hysteria

Reflecting portraits of tasteful affection
Briskly dissolving into appalling fabrication

Stimulating my mind with exceptional optimism
The day I met you heartbreak obstructed essential wisdom


MEGAN JAMES
(ALL RIGHTS RESERVED)
 Oct 2013 Timothy Brown
Marian
Sun rays slant through the forest air,
There's a boy sitting on the ground with dragonflies in his hair,
The little animals come up to him;
Because they're not afraid of him.
A little fawn sits behind his back,
Nothing doth he lack,
Even rabbits sit beside him;
He always smiles and is never grim.
All of his forest friends--the animals trust him,
To calm them he'll sing them a hymn,
In the middle of the forest sits he;
As the sun rays slant through every tree.
He always is so gentle and kind,
And has such a creative mind,
That is why the animals trust him;
And say! You've guessed it! His name is Tim.

*~Marian~
Dedicated to my Dad, Timothy!! :) <3
Yes, this is dedicated to my Dad!! :) <3
I hope he enjoys it!! :) ~<3
 Oct 2013 Timothy Brown
Marian
I found your printer ink, Dad
I stubbed my toe a few times
When I was trying to search for it
This is my surprise for you
Maybe this isn't such a good
Surprise after all?

*~Marian~
My Dad was looking for his printer ink,
and he was going to give up, but when he fell asleep
I went looking for it quietly and found it!! :) <3
I hope enjoys this surprise...!! :) ~<3
 Oct 2013 Timothy Brown
Amber
She longs for his presence
To be able to hold him in her arms
One more time.
She'll never tell him how she feels
She longs to hear the sound of his voice
The way his hazel eyes brighten up when he talks
About something he loves.
How his smile can make her day
The way he isn't capable of doing simple tricks
Although he has been practicing long enough
She loves everything there is
To love about him
You probably understand. Or maybe you don't, after all. Either way, it is jumping around inside me and if I don't let it out soon all my carbonation will fizz up and run over the side of my glass and I don't want to waste all that sweetness.

I want to kiss you underwater.

I want that kiss to be the only thing keeping us alive. Down there we are foreigners, aliens. Grasping, I want to feel your flesh in stark contrast to the smooth wetness all around me, like a secret.

All that life where we cannot live. Exotic, forbidden, so lovely. I am sick with love.
 Oct 2013 Timothy Brown
Kristi D
Love, the real kind, is never simple.
It is the one thing that makes life worth it in the end,
and something that wonderful and sought-after is never going to be easy to get.
You have to work for it.
Blood, sweat, and tears.
So if it’s easy, yeah maybe you won’t get broken.
But you won’t be truly happy, either.
You’ll be settling.
Don’t get me wrong,
There are lots of things in life that are totally acceptable to settle on.
Sure, Harvard was your dream school.
But you know what?
Going to your state school because its more affordable
Will still get you where you want to be in life.
And I know the hairdresser couldn't match the color you showed her,
But you are beautiful and can rock it anyway, so don’t worry.
But love?
Settling in love is like buying a pair of shoes that are a size too small,
Just because you thought they were pretty.
They may look nice,
But you are dying on the inside. I
f you had just held out a bit longer,
You would have found a pair just as beautiful that fit well, too.
Maybe that nice guy looks good on paper,
But if he doesn’t give you butterflies whenever he looks at you,
Don’t be with him.
You want someone who makes you fall for them every day,
Not just once.
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