britney spears is just...hot

Jun 27, 2004 20:17



TO EARTHWARD

Love at the lips was touch
As sweet as I could bear;
And once that seemed too much;
I lived on air

That crossed me from sweet things,
The flow of- was it musk
>From hidden grapevine springs
Down hill at dusk?
I had the swirl and ache
>From sprays of honeysuckle
That when they're gathered shake
Dew on the knuckle.
I craved strong sweets, ( Read more... )

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anonymous June 27 2004, 17:32:03 UTC
Secret Crush

You take it slow and try not to rush.
Doing as much as possible to keep it hush, hush,
but there's no denying this secret crush.

You want to tell them but never do
You hope and pray they feel the same about you,
But you're too afraid to give any clue.

At the mention of their name you begin to blush
only confirming your secret crush.

You sit and wait as you contemplate,
you want to tell but hesistate.

You tell yourself "maybe one day,
maybe one day I can find a way,
maybe one day I'll say what I want to say."

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kittenkiller15 June 29 2004, 18:03:05 UTC
I think this is billy

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hmmmm nymphamarina July 1 2004, 21:36:17 UTC
if it is hes already sent me about 12 of these poems! hehe

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kittenkiller15 June 28 2004, 09:53:30 UTC
I prefer Ally...Britney spears is too...blonde

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ex_desdemona980 June 28 2004, 17:20:21 UTC
Is that a song of hers? Because that's not her lyrics- that's a Robert Frost poem.

But yeah, Ally's hotter. :D

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my darling nymphamarina June 28 2004, 19:06:25 UTC
I miss uuuuuuu!!! heheh! ill be kayaking soon also in tennesee!! woo-hoo!

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anonymous July 1 2004, 21:01:43 UTC
Feeling Blue

Why should she
bestir in me
these feelings, so sublime?

While still I know
despite my woe
She'll nevermore be mine.

I see her there
with wind-blown hair
as dear as life and breath

but, far from me
as Azov's sea
and shan't come near 'fore death.

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