Mar 30, 2006 12:03
The Lovers
will drink wine night and day.
They will drink until they can
tear away the veils of intellect and
melt away the layers of shame and modesty.
When in Love,
body, mind, heart and soul don't even exist.
Become this,
fall in Love, and you will not be separated again.
- Rumi
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Here's some *love* poetry:
There was a young shearer from Dundlass
who had lovely legs and a tight a...
JD
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Whos d--- was so long he could suck it.
And he said with a grin,
(as he came to his chin)
"If my ear were a c--- I could f--- it!"
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:) Well, I hope you do! Now that I've added you, that makes five people on my friends page who do it (one of my "friends", who doesn't have friended any of my other "poetry thursday" friends, also has started doing it). Makes thursdays a joyous and educational poetry day! :)
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It is your turn now
It is your turn now,
you waited, you were patient.
The time has come,
for us to polish you.
We will transform your inner pearl
into a house of fire.
You're a gold mine.
Did you know that,
hidden in the dirt of the earth?
It is your turn now,
to be placed in fire.
Let us cremate your impurities.
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