Another time another way to give freedom to a loving person.
Another friend another person to be all you can be and in the blowing wind of a disappearing time, is passion and caring that will last forever in your heart.
Kiss me softly and have me ever so perfect. Hug me with all your strength and I will softly touch you in this time and another.
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Author:
Jason Humber (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 18th, 2011 08:58
- Category: Love
- Views: 36
- Users favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy
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Ah, but Monsieur Jason, you have accidentally scribed yet another budding masterpiece that could not escape a rating! The committee deems you have finally joined the ranks of the esteemed poets of yore, penning dripping passionate allurements to.....NOBODY! We are very happy to inform you that your bust will be installed alongside those of Sir Philip Sydney and Petrarch (hmm. maybe not so close to the latter) and the rest of the lofty poets of yore who gave the literary world honeyed delights of passionate love to unattained mistresses. Um that is, just as your delightfully fitting imaginative fantasy image heading off this beautiful piece, we are adding your bust in the imaginary hall of literary fame. Realizing you are too modest to allow any flattery to sway your true purposes of enticing endearment, owing to your subtle acknowledgement by the pseudonym of "Humber"(and your misspelling is so characteristic that we realize you actually meant "humble") we are thankful it will not injure your reputation by unduly swelling you with pride. Once again, this piece subtly garnered a substantial rating and wee cheeky was deemed half-worthy of informing you! Merci and adieu for the time being, Monsieur!
Oh let me be modest 🙂
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