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Wanted:
Contributed by
butterat_zool
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Tuesday, 5th June 2007 @ 08:18:36 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Woman or girl of twenty to twenty-six.
Outgoing, friendly, unwilling to cheat.
I need to have children. Dont be infertile,
And nevermind that I have weak arms.
Please enjoy laughing. It can be for nothing.
Enjoy playing games, whenever we might.
Trust Im romantic without being guilty.
Let me in all of your dreams in life.
Your past is behind you, whatever youve done,
But ex-husbands burden me more than its worth
And Im not a man who can raise other children
But other than that, Im fine.
I dont care for labels in fashion or friends,
Im still learning how to love,
Ill care for your sicknesses, seal up your wounds,
And expect that youll make my heart feel like a whole.
Im deeply religious, but not how youd think
And I wont question what you believe
But I demand that you know why you think what you do
And well raise our kids by what you think.
Dont be a prude, but dont be addicted.
Dont be a coward, and try not to lie.
Your presence is all that I want for my birthday.
Im weak, so let me be first to die.
Our firstborn sons middle name has to be James.
Im proud to be fifth in this unwritten line.
I love any music with unstupid lyrics,
And cook when I have free time.
Ill give you a ring if we go to a play.
Ill lie about your morning breath.
Whatever my job is, I know Ill be rich
But Ill never let money go to my head
Please dont get jealous, and please forgive mine.
Im not used to being treated so well.
The heart on my sleeve could weigh down a horse,
But if that doesnt frighten you, nothing will.
Ill worship your body for all that it has,
And chart every freckle and hair.
Ill caress and arouse all your most tender spots
Any day, any time, or anywhere.
There are very few foods that Ill refuse to try,
and theyre mostly McCrap or sea slime.
I love to travel, both nearby and far.
And sometimes I like to speak in cheap rhyme.
Speaking of which, Ill write you some songs
And Ill sing them out loud while I work.
Im sometimes afraid of going down ladders,
But Ill murder anyone who tries to hurt you.
I can talk on the phone for hours on end
And will always wish you sweet dreams
If my closest taste of love is a friend
Maybe everyone else is wrong about what love is.
Challenge my thinking, you may win me over.
Lead me to places that Ive never been.
Expect imperfection and sometimes perfection
And youll be surprised what you win.
And finally laugh, though Ive said it already;
I cannot impart its import.
And with a cute smile, Ill go run a mile
Until youre ready to take me home.
Copyright ©
butterat_zool
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2007-06-05 20:18:36]
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Re: Wanted:
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by Butterat_Zool on
Tuesday, 5th June 2007 @ 08:24:16 PM AEST
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What's up with your meter? Why can't you be consistent? Is this a poem or a pick-up line?
Don't tell anyone. It's a secret, but the stanzas all have the same number of syllables. 41. Count em. All fifteen of them.
It's a poem, and, just like most of the others, it's unlike any of the other poems i've written before this. I hope you all liked it. |
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Re: Wanted:
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by Dom on
Wednesday, 6th June 2007 @ 01:06:36 AM AEST
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Well the inconsistency doesn't bother me because I always accept that how it is written is how the author wanted it to be.
To me it sounds like an ad in the personals, but the deepest and most heartfelt one I've ever read.
Is there any significance to why you chose to have that specific number of syllables?
I really liked it, its so personal and honest.
Great work,
Dom |
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Re: Wanted:
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by ladyfawn on
Wednesday, 6th June 2007 @ 01:32:54 PM AEST
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you lay it all out and bare your soul within this beautifully crafted, heartfelt honest, masterful plea into the universe, shown is sensitivity and strength, a romantic exquisite piece; wishing you every happiness,
love n' hugs nessa
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