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phil_t said:
Oh, so i make one post in this thread and i get told to bog off!! Charming!!

I knew there was a reason i never posted in poetry threads

<Turns, Walks out the Door, Doesnt Turn Around Now, Cos its not worth it anymore>

Phil
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Phil, you should have changed that stupid lock and you should have made him leave the key!

Regards
SillyWabbit
 
third man girl said:
what else can you grab when you’re in the shower?/QUOTE]

Hmmm? As in... Hmmm?

I'm getting a little tired of all of this soft porn losely passed off as poetry.

You're just a tease :D

RaVeN
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RaVeN said:
You're just a tease :D
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Who me? :p

btw. What does the sticky-out tongue smilie really mean? :confused:

:) I know to Smile, when happy,
:( Frown when I am sad,
:D Big Grin when I'm laughing,
:mad: And scowl when I am Mad.

But when should I be sticking out my tongue? :p

Third Man Girl
 
third man girl said:
Who me? :p

btw. What does the sticky-out tongue smilie really mean? :confused:

:) I know to Smile, when happy,
:( Frown when I am sad,
:D Big Grin when I'm laughing,
:mad: And scowl when I am Mad.

But when should I be sticking out my tongue? :p

Third Man Girl
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You can use it when mocking
Or flick it to please
But I think in you case..
You use it to tease :D

RaVeN
 
tugger said:
His eyes are blue . . . his beautiful ballet.
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Poet. Would you be so kind as to allow me to tuck your poem into a small corner of my computer?
I won’t tell a soul, if you won’t :eek:

Oh, and does it have a title?

Third Man Girl
 
Martin said:
Man, is every-friggin'-body hitting on TMG now?!

Cheers, Martin :D
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She's probably young enough to be my daughter. I know I'm sick but not...wait...yes I..wait..DAMN..I'm not that sick! (real friggin close though) :D

RaVeN
 
Poet. Would you be so kind as to allow me to tuck your poem into a small corner of my computer?
I won’t tell a soul, if you won’t

Oh, and does it have a title?
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Writer, you can tuck it anywhere you like. ;)
And, no, I just wrote it as an answer to your post. So, it doesn't have a title. Since, it was for a writing exercise which you proposed and inspired, allow me to invite you to title it. I would be honored. :)
 
third man girl said:
Boys! Please. I am a full-grown woman [In the Cold Cold Night ;)]

Third Man Girl
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In all of my travels I've found that to be the best kind. (Nothing against dwarfs, midgets, pigmys or the occasional smurff) :D

RaVeN
(wondering why her name isn't third man full-grown woman??)
 
Poet, can we be uncomplicated and call it ‘His Beautiful Ballet’?
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How about:

His Beautiful Ballet

For Third Man Girl

His eyes are blue like the ocean between them
Deep, dark, like the mystery they share.
Not knowing where her life has led her
To reach this place, this time.
Perhaps if these eyes had seen her before,
Could touch her, could move her soul ...
But she is somewhere his touch cannot reach.
Near where her breath first catches fire.
Where her thoughts like beacons glimmer,
Fade, and scatter upon their broken blue sea.

Miles away, she imagines the moist tip of his tongue
Curve delicately across the arc of her eyelid,
And the smooth sweep of his hair brushing between her breasts.
And she fears she must finally contemplate her surrender.
She is not sure if this is what she wants,
But she watches this dance along her body
And breaks at his beautiful ballet.

- tugger
 
tugger said:
Mile's away, she imagines the moist tip of his tongue
Curve delicately across the arc of her eyelid,
And the smooth sweep of his hair brushing between her breasts.
And she fears she must finally contemplate her surrender.
She is not sure if this is what she wants,
But she watches this dance along her body
And breaks at his beautiful ballet.
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And now I'm back. :D
 
Black, because of darkness falling down,
confusion entangled with ingnorance,
passion fires far behind,

Brown, cueing gentleness of mother earth,
scented with October grasses,
...
...
...
:eek: words failed me.or I failed words.

Really like TMG's thread and Tugger's poem which was inspired by TMG. :)
120% agree that Tugger is a sweet gentleman/lady!!!
(however, too sweet for me, :p I am sort of weird. :rolleyes: )
 
Where the hell are TMG and Tugger anyway??

Doesnt anyone else find it suspicious that they are both not posting at the same time :D

Maybe they're having a secret lovers tryst ;)

Phil
 
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