Quotes about intertwine, page 5
How Can I Fake Some Feelings?
when you fake your orgasm
i know it
by heart, there is no moisture
in my thoughts,
dry
as a desert i walk like a bedouin
without a song
my camel looking for some
water in the oasis
mirage,
we too are mutual
in this faking game
i do not even have to fake
my feelings
loving you
it is the bulb in my head
above the bed
where we make love
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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For The Reader
Thier tortured soul will climb into this blind
And thier words will mingle with mine
In thier mind, they'll think of the ideals
A shride of pride for this moment in time,
When our mind's eye do intertwine
And everything clicks for a mild moment
The humor will bring them up, though they're never really down
Smiles pound thier heart from the inside out
They'll pry and try to get inside, behind these battered eyes
This person will read my poem and for a spliced moment,
Realize and get it
The message of feelings underneath
They could be any color, or mind, from any walk of life
But if they give my try some attention
They are not only the reader, but also
The Intention
poem by Lauren Miller
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Love that binds not
Just for you would I wait while the weight
of the waiting brings home that our fate
must henceforth intertwine,
so the good that is mine
may forever be thine, while the date
of our meeting will stay in our minds
bringing tenderness, joy as each finds
in each other a light
firm and fixed, ever bright,
love that blinds not as never it binds!
You inspire poet’s fire and the rate
of the keys which words seize early, late
rhyme and reason combine
heart and spirit, refine
bliss eurphoric - to ever elate.
Adoration osmosis, a state
by your side, - be my bride, - won’t abate,
motives pure, underlined,
Time defy, heal the blind, -
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Pure Life
Where is your life going?
Is your water in a waterfall, dropping, and getting worse?
Or is it filling your glass, overflowing, and getting better?
Is your water still there?
Not evaporating?
Being dried up by the sun?
Are you losing time?
Do you watch how your water flows?
Water is pure and signifies life.
How is your life?
Or are you sad, with your water raining tears?
Is your water warm or cold?
Is your water steam or ice?
Is your soul cold or warm?
I hope your water is overflowing like a fountain with joy.
Not everyone's water has to be evaporating.
Remember to always watch where lifes heading.
Because maybe your water will mix and lives will intertwine.
Be with that person forever.
poem by Natalie Vail
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Two Minds Alike
My thoughts they drift from then to now,
Of what has been and what's in store,
So many seasons converge in one,
And from my heart my sorrows pour.
For once we were so very close,
Our thoughts would intertwine as one,
Knowing what the other thought,
Before one word had e'er begun.
Two minds alike, two minds close knit,
Each understanding every muse,
Telepathy between two souls,
Linking together, each sense did fuse.
We never appreciated the gift,
Of connecting with the power of thought,
But squandered it without regard,
And threw it far, as if worth naught.
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poem by Ernestine Northover
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Soul Mate, Are We
when we meet
we feel like we are complete
i am always half of you
and we fuse
how can we ever forget
old stories and how can we ever stop
telling about new ones?
i like to cut this tryst so i can go my way
and you like to do the same
we have scissors in our hands
the sharp shiny ones
yet we keep on going on and on
like we are children
of old longings
we make the daisy chains
and there is no way we can cut the flowers
no way to butt in with the seasons
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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April May June Duly Appear August
Another day spins round, another moon
Plies silver gossamer surprise profound.
Rebounding droplets of spaced spring too soon
In Lethe's stream eternity resound.
Life drips despondently, some say, tear drowned.
As April breasts Spring's crest, as lovers spoon,
Perceive leaf, bud and bowls' rich garb fresh found,
Rainbow bridge 'twixt mad March, warm May, June.
Imagination's tendrils intertwine,
Leap out from Winter's protective cocoon,
And span star-spangled sky, lands fertilize,
PRepare the ground for future harvest wine.
..If Truth be Beauty, April offers boon,
..Links seasons' sparkle, Life reflects, replies.
(c) Jonathan Robin acrostic sonnet APRIL written 13 April 2008 - see To Tint Mad March with Tenderness of June
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Come Along To The Place I Love
Come along to the place I love,
near the ocean and sparkling clear rivers
that is lovely as paradise
or a place in one’s dreams.
Let us float in the blue lagoon,
go beneath the waterfall,
feel all of the water’s kisses
while desire rises like the golden moon.
Then let us embrace each other,
while your naked skin clings onto mine
and I experience your gentle loveliness
as we continually get closer
to the very edge of the abyss,
let us be caring and totally careless
with every kind of tender caress
with water splattering over passionate hot flesh.
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poem by Gert Strydom
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On A Romantic Night
Come along to the place I love,
near the ocean and sparkling clear rivers
that is lovely as paradise
or a place in one’s dreams.
Let us float in the blue lagoon,
go beneath the waterfall,
feel all of the water’s kisses
while desire rises like the golden moon.
Then let us embrace each other,
while your naked skin clings onto mine
and I experience your gentle loveliness
as we continually get closer
to the very edge of the abyss,
let us be caring and totally careless
with every kind of tender caress
with water splattering over passionate hot flesh.
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poem by Gert Strydom
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Deux Parallele
Two parallel lines, two parallel lines
why can't they intertwine?
Osculating endlessly in an oblivious dream
Protracting incessantly, continuing as they seem
Arduoulsy crisscrossing, but they try not
Restless, unfortunate and strange-they intersect-a lot
Abhorrent, one line was assentient
Lines that shouldn't have met-but with Fate's consent
Languishing now, they converge-supposedly inexorable
Envisaging an unbounded union, then one line fumbles
Lines- these two lines now distorted and twisted
Lonely and longing, their common point, now ill-fated
Inelastic, these two lines- concurrent and disentangled
Nevermore will these two lines meet and form the Angle
Excogitating now, these two lines, victims of fate
Saved...these two lines be, once parallel, intersecting, can only wait
poem by Pete Zaesar Galula
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