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1. From now on, kites have wind, dolphins have sea, and you have me. 2. Walk all the way, we will share honor and disgrace, everything will be successful, this life has you! The most beautiful three days in this world are: the day with you, the day with me, the day when you and I become ours. 3. Happy at first sight, but still banging after a long time! 4. It is better to be petted by ten thousand people than to understand it. 6. It is a hero's dream in ordinary life. It is a desire for immortality. To have children, to have children, a hundred years. 7. Love may be late, but it will not be absent. 8. What I have learned in my life, what I have encountered and what I have encountered, everything is to prepare for meeting you. 9. I was all about walking the rivers and lakes. Your presence stopped me. 10. Now, people all over the world know that you are my world. 11. Don't Merry Christmas, Marry Me12. A smiley face to you, a love letter to you, a love letter to you in the morning of x month, a mouth for you, a hand, a hug to you, a waiting for you, a loneliness for you, and the rest of your life for you 13 , I want to be sweet with you accidentally 14, hi, nice to marry you15, you complete me (you complete my life) 16, from now on I can only call you "you", because you are in my heart superior. 17. The main reason is that I am in a hurry to give you all the most extravagant tenderness to squander. 18. Thank you for making my boring life interesting. 19. call me by your name 20. The future is far away, so we are together. 21. Today is vivid and concrete. There is only one you. 22. I didn't participate in the first half of my life, and I stayed with me in the second half of my life. 23. Finally bound the other half of my life! 24, "earned", "lost" 25, "married", "married" 26, call you husband/wife, do you dare to agree? 27. This dwarf decided to let me take her to see the world; this idiot will not lose me. 28. "Party A with less people and more money", "Party B who is confused" 29. The woman on the right/the man on the left has a good eye 30. With known people, I have lived an unknown life!
By Doering David3 years ago in Poets
Going NowHere
He burps an acidic mouthful, and reaches for his pocket hankerchief to spit out the offending matter. He realizes with a brief yet jarring crush that he is not wearing his suit coat; that in fact he is nearly stark naked, excepting the soft sarong tied around his waist. Swallowing the bile with a sharp inhalation, he throws both hands out to the his sides in alarm and coughs, gulping for air. He is sitting on a minutely suspended cushion of very large size, reaching nearly the sides of the carriage, rocking slightly back and forth with the motion and sound of a train all around him.
By susan marie loehe3 years ago in Poets
Furniture
Furniture When I imagine our future together I think about going furniture shopping. Which couch says us? which couch says we’re fighting go sleep on the couch? Pillows, what pillows tell a story, our story. The story in which we met at the gym, you wanted me first, I said I love you first and we lived this happily ever after. I think about decorating the furniture differently, occasionally decorating based on your mood or vibe for the month. I picture December and for some reason we live somewhere cold, experiencing all the seasons, my favorite being fall. Your favorite being fall. You see our relationship is the seasons, but most importantly fall. In fall the color of the leaves change and they fall. Autumn leaves they say. We change, we fall, and we become whole again, every day. Every day we become whole in each other’s arms. Yet I still just think about you deciding on what furniture tells the story of us.
By Jason Cambra3 years ago in Poets
The Trojan Mind
Things don’t slow down. As much as I push and pull, trying to fight this inevitable force that keeps the wheels spinning, I am weak. To try to stop the Trojan horse parading around the city keeping my memories, the thoughts lurk within keeping quiet until the right moment to strike. The city never sees it coming. The Greeks pour in, destroying everything they set their eyes on. I am powerless. I can’t control the Greeks, I can’t control the spiral it sends the city into. My idle body stands aside and watches the chaos ensue. Strong as ever, the city slowly burns down. Little by little, everyday a new flame torched to the thick wood buildings. As if I could bring the wrath of the gods with clouds filled with rain ready to release. To smother any ember waiting to be picked up. As if I only could. I would let the streets run with storm water pushing the ashes to the harbor only to be met with an infinite sea. How I wish I could.
By Abby Malinowski4 years ago in Poets
