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And it's lovely.
All my remorse and meloncholy,
Melted away by your warmth.
All my shadows and dark thoughts,
Scatter when you rise in the morning.
You are my sun,
Burning your way into my mind,
I cannot help but to sigh.
You are everything good in me.
Like a spring you refresh my lips.
Moistening my tongue with sweet poetry,
I cannot wait to drink again.
If only the drink were a kiss.
To far, I have said to much!!!
A gentleman am I,
And class I will conduct.
The nectar of sweet bliss fills my being,
If only I weren't a gentleman. [comments] => 6 [counter] => 143 [topic] => 2 [informant] => deadreckoning1983 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )

London Streets Saw The Last Of True Class.

Contributed by deadreckoning1983 on Thursday, 21st October 2004 @ 12:01:00 AM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

All I can think of is you,
And it's lovely.
All my remorse and meloncholy,
Melted away by your warmth.
All my shadows and dark thoughts,
Scatter when you rise in the morning.
You are my sun,
Burning your way into my mind,
I cannot help but to sigh.
You are everything good in me.
Like a spring you refresh my lips.
Moistening my tongue with sweet poetry,
I cannot wait to drink again.
If only the drink were a kiss.
To far, I have said to much!!!
A gentleman am I,
And class I will conduct.
The nectar of sweet bliss fills my being,
If only I weren't a gentleman.

Copyright © deadreckoning1983 ... [ 2004-10-21 00:01:00]
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Re: London Streets Saw The Last Of True Class. (User Rating: 1 )
by bernard on Thursday, 21st October 2004 @ 08:20:11 AM AEST
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Good strong love poem 5/5 bernard

Re: London Streets Saw The Last Of True Class. (User Rating: 1 )
by katyqueen35 on Thursday, 21st October 2004 @ 09:43:03 AM AEST
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Wow i am speechless Dane.
This poem is so romantic and sweet.
what a talent you have .
Great write. yes you get 5 stars.

Re: London Streets Saw The Last Of True Class. (User Rating: 1 )
by cuddlytiger17 on Thursday, 21st October 2004 @ 01:12:54 PM AEST
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This is beautiful! a smile u have won. hehe. This lines my favorite: "Moistening my tongue with sweet poetry." It's really beautiful, and if thats not poetic, i dont know what is. And Dane, its not such a bad thing that you're a gentleman, it sets u apart. :)

Re: London Streets Saw The Last Of True Class. (User Rating: 1 )
by Nazmythian on Thursday, 21st October 2004 @ 04:39:26 PM AEST
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That said enough for me Dane. Deffinately styled with class, and flair. Mayhap t'was penned by your predecessor ~ deadreakoning1893. ( Just teasin' ) Awesome write as always.

Nazzy ~

Re: London Streets Saw The Last Of True Class. (User Rating: 1 )
by theMoth on Monday, 25th October 2004 @ 03:05:26 PM AEST
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Getting very sentimental, Dane.

Continue to feel free to write
whatever you want.
Your flare for unforgettable
words will do all
your poems justice.

--Mothy

Re: London Streets Saw The Last Of True Class. (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 25th October 2004 @ 05:41:12 PM AEST
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"You are my sun,
Burning your way into my mind,
I cannot help but to sigh"

Beautiful words Dane. You have really captured something
wonderful here. How sinfully sweet.

~Breezy

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