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I want to touch your life
and leave a mark ...
... a deep impression ...
So you will think of me
and of my smile ...
... my sweet expression ...
I long to touch your life
and leave a sign ...
... a warm inscription ...
So you will care for me
and keep in mind ...
... a clear description ...
I need to touch your life
and leave a joy ..,.
... an inspiration ...
So you will love me soon
in reality ...
... not imagination ...
*For S.K.A.T.'s give it to me straight contest ...
beauty's honey sight
inscription carves over heart
My wedding ring is very plain.
It’s just a band of gold
And with its mate, it’s like my marriage –
Thirty-nine years old.
We chose our rings and had them then
Inscribed with words intended
To last a lifetime; substitutes
Are rarely recommended.
That ring is like a part of me
So I cannot explain
How in the shower, it slipped off
And tumbled down the drain.
We tried to get it back. Alas,
It seems to be quite gone.
I shed some tears and still feel sad
But life and love go on.
I’ll search for a replacement and
The moment that I choose it,
My husband’s new inscription will be,
“This time – do not lose it!”
beauty, boyfriend, creation, feelings, i love you, romance, soulmate,
An inscription of our fruition
Is all I want today!
I’m so commanding,
When I have something to say
And so confiding,
when I talk to you this way
And so distinctly
My true love is here to stay.
your every sound,
Your so profound.
It's your words I do adore!
Your every disposition,
apparition, and description
you are charming to your core!
I have an inclination
That my true fixation
Always leaves me wanting more,
Because with everyday’s ignition
I love you more and more!
I trace the harden, scars of bark
Merely, a piece of heart has healed
One by one and letter to letter
With tinges of smile as I feel
The puppy love that fades within inscription
Passions scratched upon a Weeping Willow
So far away are the lives in parallel
All abstractions as... statues in a field
Boundless streams the river . . .
Boughs shake under tears of eden
trembles close ever shall she take
Fire on the causeway embers spark my seams
stoking skylight's freedom
crazing down my beams
Standing in her present hovers fill my floor
whispers fill the garden
breathless kneads my door
Water beads the meadow thunder rolls the one
passion waves her fingers
the rampart comes undone
Inscription on the window sorrow floats away
reflection clears with the honey
inside is where I'll stay
Boundless streams the river baby
but here I choose to stay
friendship, love, passion, romance, travel,
A Little Nip
To Settle Your Stomach
And Gladden Your Heart
To Warm The Nights
While We're Apart
Am bent over making a deep impression.
From the sweetness of my sweet expression.
Am contained over painting in your heart my dear inscription.
I am exhausting my thoughts that you may get a clear description.
In your very eyes i see the source of my inspiration.
I am compelled to confess I LOVE YOU for real beyond imagination.
In faithful retrospect of tend,
do find rewarding more than fate, its rend
God's plan, as yours for mine, as lasting fend
fruition from my rhyme, does so amend.
In Holy vigil's sign, a hope to bend
accordance, in converse to bade, to send.
A thought to give you peace, voiding contend,
and love returns to hold voicing extend.
Some secret bonding, inspiration's read
awaiting its inscription ~ time's instead.
All grace abides forever, taking head
a frontage, a concern's avowed imbed.
So promised footage, spiraling, God's led ~
is asking . . . ask me now, what He has said!
As the ballast stables, to brace the core
Of railroad ties, ships, ... steadying bases
So moral codes tying the heart, must galore
To ballast our repute from toppling paces.
With divine, must we thrash a devil's creed:
Of Acerbic vows, Sarcasm and Fatal brawl
Such deathly weeds of a corrupted seed
Lest we die, must we cast in a blazing bawl?
The inscription love-life on a marble slate
If one chooses - would be a purest portent..
So with time craters of Hell would be shut
If vices would repent, would cap its vent
Love suffices by flailing discrimination
It's symphonic soothe, is a purest ration
love, love hurts, memory, miss you, romantic, sad,
Saša Milivojev - A MEMORY
The smell of withered nature
I sneak through your thoughts
You lead me to oblivion
Shedding endless moonlight
Like a wonderful rainbow
I breathe you in
As warm southern air
A trace in time
An inscription on the stone
A memory of you forever
Like when the painting fades
Take me to the past
So I can give you back
What you gave me
I disappeared in a gust of wind
That summer long ago
When sadness stood between us
The clock fell silent
And I continued promenade through