TestingKiss me 'til you're drunk
And I'll love you 'til I'm sober
Let's waste away the night
Then we'll figure out if this is over

I want you to get lost
In the words I won't remember
Just recall you fell in love,
The remnants of an ember

I'll sweep you off your feet
And try to land off mine
But if this is one sided
Things will still be fine

I want to be your benchmark
A cut above the rest
So come and taste my lips,
We'll put this to the test.

I Love YouFour years ago today
Was the first time those three words
Passed from your lips,
Hovering in the air,
Between telephone lines,
On patient but anxious heartbeats,
Waiting for my answer.
Why was I so afraid?
I had a feeling it was meant to be,
But perhaps I just wanted to be sure.
It didn't take long for me to know;
Sign after sign lit the path
As you guided me by hand.
We should be sitting together now.
For seemingly the millionth time, I should be saying,
With a hint of sheepish laughter,
"Remember the first time you said 'I love you?'
Remember how scared I was?
Were you scared?"
You should be wrapping your arm around me,
Saying, like you alw

Gonna have to wake up eventually...Well ain't this just interesting,
my dream of black was gone,
replaced by just a fantasy,
a story to never go on.

We moved down just past the wooden beams,
as she followed my sweet love,
the young ones they looked at us,
while we walk in each others arms.

We run just past the corner,
stare in each others eyes,
a kiss is woven,
love reawoken, oh joyous sparks.

She pulls away quite quickly,
as i look to my right,
a friend of mine approaching,
good thing it's dark in light.

He didn't see a thing,
but both of us in blush,
we walk out quite lovingly,
he's confused; we couldn't help but laugh.

She says that now she knows,
just how much i love,

Forever True?This will break
Our relationship or make
Our relationship; so
Let me see how this goes

I am a girl
You are too
I am lesbian
Be mine forever true?

In Anticipation OfI close my eyes

and I pucker my lips

And I inhale

In moments my mouth is covered,

stale.

I hold it open slightly and wait.

And when the first bit of saliva

hits my taste buds

and flavor is born anew into my world..

That’s what I imagine your tongue would taste like.

I gaze at you somewhat calmly I gaze at you somewhat calmly
Watching you leave through that door
I turned away not even looking back
And I know that you must hate me now

Girl? It was for the best
You deserve someone who won’t hurt you
I can’t guarantee your happiness
I’m sorry…

That night
When I held you in my arms
When you whispered the words of love
You have no idea how torn I was inside

And now
You never will
Because neither you nor I
Shall open that door again

I am sorry…
I loved you
It was my mistake
I won’t do it again

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by *PuzzledHeartBox, Nov 26, 2009, 10:24:23 AM
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Mesmerized by your eyes.
And forever captivated within your gaze.
You lift away my troubles and clear away the dusky haze.

You a creature of such perfection.
Ready to win every election.
But use it? You will not.
For you do not long to corrupt,
Nor do you wish for things to start and rot.

How silently you fade onto the background,
So that history can tell other things than the flawless perfection of you.

For the thoughts about you over-run my mind.
I can not comprehend, nor can I understand,
Such a being like you holds my hand.

Yet today you still hold me in your never ending embrace, Warm and safe.

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You render me into a state of love-craze.
Free to wander my own personal maze.
For my life seems now only nothing more but a phase.
A step of evolution that you long ago took.

You my heroin, my goddess divine,
You bewitch me body and soul,
Let us forever intertwine.

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