Blue

Rod Stewart/
That's All


I can only give you love that lasts forever,
And a promise to be near each time you call.
And the only heart I own
For you and you alone
That's all,
That's all

I can only give you country walks in springtime
And a hand to hold when leaves begin to fall;
And a love whose burning light
Will warm the winter's night
That's all,
That's all.

There are those I am sure who have told you,
They would give you the world for a toy.
All I have are these arms to enfold you,
And a love time can never destroy.

If you're wondering what I'm asking in return, dear,
You'll be glad to know that my demands are small.
Say it's me that you'll adore,
For now and evermore
That's all,
That's all.

If you're wondering what I'm asking in return, dear,
You'll be glad to know that my demands are small.
Say it's me that you'll adore,
For now and evermore
That's all,
That's all.

:rose:
 
Bob Marley/
Could You Be Loved


Could you be loved and be loved?
Could you be loved and be loved?

Don't let them fool ya,
Or even try to school ya! Oh, no!
We've got a mind of our own,
So go to hell if what you're thinking is not right!
Love would never leave us alone,
A-yin the darkness there must come out to light.

Could you be loved and be loved?
Could you be loved, wo now! - and be loved?

(The road of life is rocky and you may stumble too,
So while you point your fingers someone else is judging you)
Love your brotherman!
(Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be loved?)

Don't let them change ya, oh! -
Or even rearrange ya! Oh, no!
We've got a life to live.
They say: only - only -
only the fittest of the fittest shall survive -
Stay alive! Eh!

Could you be loved and be loved?
Could you be loved, wo now! - and be loved?

(You ain't gonna miss your water until your well runs dry;
No matter how you treat him, the man will never be satisfied.)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be loved?)
Say something! Say something!
(Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be loved?)
Say something! Say something! (Say something!)
Say something! Say something! (Could you be loved?)
Say something! Say something! Reggae, reggae!
Say something! Rockers, rockers!
Say something! Reggae, reggae!
Say something! Rockers, rockers!
Say something! (Could you be loved?)
Say something! Uh!
Say something! Come on!
Say something! (Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be loved?)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be loved?)



Is that a chinese mermaid Gusty?

:kiss:
 
Solo For Saturday
Night Guitar


Time was. Time is. Time shall be.
Man invented time to be used.
Love was. Love is. Love shall be.
Yet man never invented love
Nor is love to be used like time.
A clock wears numbers one to twelve
And you look and read it's face
And tell the time pre-cise-ly ex-act-ly.
Yet who reads the face of love?
Who tells love numbers pre-cise-ly ex-act-ly?
Holding love in a tight hold for keeps,
Fastening love down and saying
"It's here now and here for always."
You don't do this offhand, careless-like.
Love costs. love is not so easy
Nor is the shimmering of star dust
Nor the smooth flow of new blossoms
Nor the drag of a heavy hungering for someone.
Love is a white horse you ride
or wheels and hammers leaving you lonely
or a rock in the moonlight for rest
or a sea where phantom ships cross always
or a tall shadow always whispering
or a circle of spray and prisms-
maybe a rainbow round your shoulder.
Heavy heavy is love to carry
and light as one rose petal,
light as a bubble, a blossom,
a remembering bar of music
or a finger or a wisp of hair
never forgotten.

-Carl Sandburg

JB~:rose:
 
:heart:Love Poem

Yours is the face that the earth turns to me,
Continuous beyond its human features lie
The mountain forms that rest against the sky.
With your eyes, the reflecting rainbow, the sun's light
Sees me; forest and flower, bird and beast
Know and hold me forever in the world's thought,
Creation's deep untroubled retrospect.

When your hand touches mine it is the earth
That takes me--the green grass,
And rocks and rivers; the green graves,
And children still unborn, and ancestors,
In love passed down from hand to hand from God.
Your love comes from the creation of the world,
From those paternal fingers, streaming through the clouds
That break with light the surface of the sea.

Here, where I trace your body with my hand,
Love's presence has no end;
For these, your arms that hold me, are the world's.
In us, the continents, clouds and oceans meet
Our arbitrary selves, extensive with the night,
Lost, in the heart's worship, and the body's sleep.

Kathleen Raine

JB~
 
:heart:Love's Philosophy

The fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean;
The winds of heaven mix forever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In another's being mingle--
Why not I with thine?

See, the mountains kiss high heaven,
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister flower could be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea;--
What are all these kissings worth,
If thou kiss not me?

JB~:rose:
 
The blue spotted blunderpus is a strange creature. Part bird part platypus, it has a lousy wingspan and doesn't fly so much as glide.
Many archeologists think that the blunderpus is a distant relative of the squirrel or woodchuck. The wings have them pretty confused however.
They like the jungle habitat and are frequently seen with younger blunderpii in what seems to be a classroom setting.
Blunderpii are known for their friendliness but thats a little deceptive.
They like to sharpen their claws on their surroundings.
They are great friends with the greater arborial twitterflit and the yellow crested twanger.
They frequently gather with the twitterflit and the twanger and drink wine.
Once sufficiently inebriated, they will make snide remarks about everyone around them. They are also quite paranoid and will ask other creatures around them if "that remark" was directed at them.
They are finiky creatures, and you never know where you stand with them. They are also known for their unusual fence sitting ability.
They have specially adapted suckers on the bottom of their feet which allow them to climb trees then glide down. They are quite pretty to look at but are best avoided if possible.
 
Deep at nigh


Very heavy thundery rainny night again

Winds howling and rolling crazily thunders

Lightrning are pretty and scary

I have no idea the rain came so suddenly

The games are all never been that interesting

I am very sleepy now

Sleepless night do day time no good

I should just go lay down for a while

Stack up all my dowm pillows.

The street light was simmering in the rain

Windows was wide open

So I can feel the cool air and listen to the rain

Sunrise much too early now

Still hiding behind the thick heavy cloud.

Almost forget its summer already

Slowly, I fade away.....

:rose:
 
A Peom from a very beautiful friend.

:heart:

How sad the I hope

To see you even now

After my life has epmtied itself

Like this stalk of grain

Into the Autumn Wind.


:heart:
 
"Hon, I wish I were fucking somebody. At this point, a knot hole in a tree is beginning to look good. BTW~that is one sexy AV you got there, darlin.:rose:"


"It's actually a personal challenge to break the cycle of fluff threads I've been reading over the weekend..."


"Always ~ Tara Simms


When you need a shoulder to cry on,
Remember that I have a warm embrace,
Ready to offer comfort.

When you think I'm being too tough,
Remember that which does not kill you
Makes you stronger.

When you need a friend to listen,
Remember that I am here for you,
Always.

When you lose faith in yourself,
Remember that I never did,
Nor ever will."
 
april-wine said:
I want to be your companion
and walk hand in hand,
your strength enveloping mine.
Autumn leaves falling,
scuffing feet and laughter,
sharing nights, not finished by the dark.

I want to be your confidant
as you pen your deepest
thoughts, as your heartaches
bleed and finally break free.
Your dreams, I keep as if my own.
I want to smile as you smile
and giggle with you
at nothing at all.

I want to be your lover
and find the passions
that move you to action.
I want to be the softness
that induces you to trust.
I want to be the naughty
that makes you come back for more.
I want to please you.

I want to share your breakfast
and your dinner,
I want you in the shower
and in your bed and
with soft steps to bring you juice
Your warm arms,
your lips of pleasure,
these are the fuel of my desire

no it is no secret, my love,
and to put it very simply,
I want you.

Wow! :cool:
 
Alwaysblue4u
Just blue

Do you know, it is like am not really here or there

Hmmm ....
 
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Juuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu said:
true, but I also know how I pain for that which can never be, but yes Gusty Goo, my heart holds a special place for thee :heart:
My honey Bee!
See? What a sweet lips.
Sure know how to wipped
How can I not to miss thee.:heart:
When I'm looking at pretty picture with honey and bees.
It just Aa flat flat paint on paper.
But when you blinked. all this came alive to me.
And my sweet dream all rushing back in to my memories...
You are the sweetheart I want to be.... a honey bee! :Buzzzzzzz:Sexy Baby! :kiss:
blahh :p"

Guess what ..... Someone is watching me watching him :confused:

Wow! Great PIC! :cool:
 
"There is much I would like to say to you.

I can not always follow your mood or desires.

They seem to change rapidly.

I will continue to be my regular sweet and loving self.

I will write a poem. If you don't care for it, that is ok too.

Feel free to do anything you like.

My feelings for you are always the same - tender care and longing for you to be happy!

I know you are a very beautiful woman. I just wish your heart was not so troubled. Makes me sad to feel that in you.

I want you to find happiness soon. Something that will stay with you all the time.

I will write the poem in a few minutes. Hugs and kisses to my sweet flower!!! :kiss: :heart:"


" What do I do when I am bored?

I am almost never bored.

I find so many things to keep me busy.

I write some, I do errands around the house.

I do my business some.

I watch some TV once in a while.

I love to read stores from Lit. as well as other sites.

I should finish several stories I have started.

I do things with my grandchildren.

I do shopping. I shovel the snow. My blower is not working! Yuck!

When the weather is good, I do walking in a small park across the field from my house. Very beautiful pond with birds and animals.

Sometime, I compose music on my computer. I draw artwork on my computer. I read science magazines and books.

When do I have the chance to be bored?? :D :heart: "
 
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Jyyyyyyyyyyyy said:
Lying on the ground, groaning with displeasure, even in the sunshine I see the stormy weather, and the light has gone all hazy, my world a sickening blue, there's only one cure for my tormented soul, and it's the magical G. Goo :kiss: muahh :heart:

There are always rainbow after the rain

Even if is so cloudy and yucky ouside without the sun sight

And the moon says she is not shinning to night :shrug:

So You are always my darkie lucky night light :sigh:

Sprinkle all over the black skies higher's hight

Hey STAR!!

Why are you blinking to night?

:kiss:"
 
:rose:"Better than all the buzzing bees
Greater than the redwood trees
Prettier than the big gold bridge
Tastier than the food in my fridge (lol rhymes with bridge?)
Superior smile to the mona lisa
More attractive than pepperoni pizza
Sweeter than other sour kisses
I get a one line break from rhyming
ummm..I dunno hehe
blahhh blahhh blahhh muahhhh :kiss:"


"Deeper then the oceans and the seas
Higher then the mountians though the atmosphere
Wider then any space you can sees and be
And thicker then the honey bee's honey
Yummu licks. quite sticky! :D"



Loves my fools...
 
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