Tu Es Tout Pour Moi
Oh’ how I ache,
for all those
things you do gift
but are yet still,
to be remembered ..
And how I do
long for the scent
and the sense
of you near
and all around me ..
Yes and how
I do bleed into
sand, dust and dirt
and again,
upon rainbows ..
And all for the sake
of saving a pair
of honour and souls ..
But how you
do frown when I lay
down beside you
and exclaim that yes,
I do indeed love thee ..
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Ayyyyyyyy π«£π«£π«£π«£ your everything!! Dirt AND rainbows! Worth it, with all that it comes!! ππππ
I know, I'm just a dirty old fella about to get scrubbed up before work .. Thanks for noticing LIZ π
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Ah the romantic side of Nev, yes yes yes. β€οΈ
thank you sista .. such flattery will get you anything and everything Teddy .. β€οΈ
Good write N.
Bit of German there in the title?!
I don't long for the pong of botox when KP is near me. lol.
Does it have any smell?
I told you before, the manufacturers insist that it does not have any odour or scent whatsoever .. apparently though, it may react with the positive salt ions in tears or sweat and presumably other bodily fluids and the host or recipient may think they can smell themselves .. in which case its all olfactory Mr. O ..
Eau de Guinea Pig! lol.
Another one gets slammed out of the park. Nice work.
Ta Thomas .. that's thanks around these here parts .. not sure whether the same applies around your neck of the woods .. I know cheers does .. so cheers just in case it doesn't .. Neville
I was taken aback by this one. You "ache, long, bleed, and love" and receive a "frown." Otherwise, a great piece of poetry, "and again upon rainbows," "the sense of you." " are yet to be remembered." Not just your average phrasing. - Phil A.
Don't you just love em Phil, rainbows that is .. thank you my friend for your most adept reasoning and encouragement .. Neville
The frown hanging there adds a weight to my shoulders, itβs cumbersome especially when it may be predicted and yet doesnβt slow us down. Itβs irrational and yet most who have committed resource in the past feel itβs due to turn, so we stumble forward with unreasoned plan, but the frown is honest and therefore a base of advantaged certainty.
Such a sapiential perspective and vision is both precious and most gratefully received Bobby O .. You are a credit to our species sir .. Neville
That, the exquisite ache signifying we live and not merely exist!
You've been there too I see .. thanks CB .. Neville
Makes one think if there be any other way....
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