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Free verse № 154843

Him

by hobojo

Member since 2002 · Posted 22 Jan 2008 · 2 comments

The excitement from unknown The rush from laughter and smiles And what a smile Addiction to sparkling brown eyes And to a human so knowing With wit and kindness In perfect sweet balance The uncertainty leaves me wanting And I feel breathless And desiring more and more Attention Interaction Just even thinking Of him

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[8] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 23-Jan-08/11:15 AM Reply
An aged wipe is but a paltry thing,
A tattered rag upon a stick, unless
Buttocks sally forth and cling, and bravely cling
To every blemmish on its scrunched up mess,
Nor is there parping school but studying
Monuments of its own brownificence;
And therefore I have sailed the seas and come
To the holy city of Brownium.

From "Sailing to Brownium" by William Butler Yeats
[9] Dovina 23-Jan-08/2:03 PM Reply
Can you introduce us? I want to meet him.