• Others 25.07.2007 No Comments

    Tender hearts hopefully commit this day,
    To attribute counsel…to the Lord’s way.
    No man should suffer–without the Lord,
    So long as woman craves His holy word.

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    Tender hearts hopefully commit this day,
    To attribute counsel…to the Lord’s way.
    No man should suffer–without the Lord,
    So long as woman craves His holy word.

    Law assigns to govern this lovely decree,
    To declare man and woman–with a plea.
    Lord, abide with these passionate hearts,
    That purify the creature with pure smart.

    Stick to the magic–to their heart’s desire,
    While impelling wishes–enhance the pair.
    Before God’s creation, we appear to say:
    This couple vows a promise of paper clay.

    Whatever a bureaucracy possesses alone,
    There are conditions of a heavenly home.
    There is no power on the surface of earth,
    With the judgement to cancel legal worth.

    Together! they marry to receive the past;
    That whoever they are, their love can last.
    When the creation distinguishes the loins,
    Let no man divide…what God has joined.

    Do you take this woman…for your own?
    Let love be true–to where hearts belong.
    Will you cleave…unto this man of yours?
    May heaven witness the right to be sure.

    Two lovers are joined–one man and wife,
    To have and to hold…for the rest of life.
    Invite God’s heaven–to invite these two,
    Where love survives by the good they do.
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  • Others 25.07.2007 No Comments

    Love dares to marry–a peril of tears,
    And bring to an end the sadest cheers.
    Right or wrong, marriage captives duty,
    To engender the heartache of beauty.

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    Love dares to marry–a peril of tears,
    And bring to an end the sadest cheers.
    Right or wrong, marriage captives duty,
    To engender the heartache of beauty.

    A joyous task takes an old love apart;
    Heals the goodbye–of a broken heart.
    Enthralled in the wonderment of thrill,
    As crying continues–love with a chill.

    Tears may flow, as love’s liberty goes;
    For, it goes away to leave pain behind.
    Tears will grow, as such liberty knows,
    To once again flow with a joyous time.

    Crying overwhelms vulnerable emotion,
    Where courage endures love’s paradox.
    So, Overcome! for want of the solution,
    Time propells love…with a twin tic-toc.

    Farewell!…lost love; alas, greet Hello!
    You leave room for love where you go.
    Greetings! new love; ah, say goodbye!
    You fill the void–that provoked a cry.

    Sadness subdues the man of loneliness,
    With happy tears that replace sadness.
    The teardrops contain a two-fold flow,
    While happiness stops–in a pain to go.

    Oh, the misery of true love that leaves,
    Cannot be right…by emotions to grieve.
    But the contents of more love to come,
    Cannot be explained with a heart-of-fun.
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  • Others 25.07.2007 No Comments

    A method for an unhealthy exercise,
    keep’n in rock-bottom shape;
    Jump to conclusion with your mate.

    Obvious faults will eventually arise,
    blown-up inside your mind;
    Just open your eyes to a larger size.

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    A method for an unhealthy exercise,
    keep’n in rock-bottom shape;
    Jump to conclusion with your mate.

    Obvious faults will eventually arise,
    blown-up inside your mind;
    Just open your eyes to a larger size.

    Weaknesses will flux with familiarity,
    and show a common mind.
    Arise in the morning–to beauty blind.

    Beautiful characteristics hide themselves
    beneath all that disarrayed hair,
    When breathy odors permeate the air.

    Get your own breakfast, you sex-pot;
    I’m sick and tired of all this.
    Do something besides–hug and kiss.

    There is not enough time to think,
    and create passion with you.
    Kids drive me crazy with plenty to do.

    Life is made by correcting wrongs;
    so, why should we learn
    To make any sense of getting along?

    Rearranging incompatible traits
    is a gender misconception;
    Partners have a mental disruption.

    Sleeping with you is expected of me.
    Now! pull-up your pajama pants;
    This headache…is busy-as-a-bee.

    Find your own self-wild fulfilling way,
    to waste those tender hormones;
    I’m not sharing these moments alone.

    Well, good morning, my honey dear;
    did you have a good night?
    Don’t you dare…honey me! let’s fight.

    Eight kids upstairs had better be mine;
    because, jumping-to-conclusion
    is a perfect way–in waste-of-time.

    Don’t fret your mind, my eager man;
    Someday you will understand.
    Meanwhile, my breadwinning tool,
    we are again…pregnant fools.
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  • Others 25.07.2007 No Comments

    Jonboy has fallen–headlong in-for sweetened curves;
    Makes no sense; he suddenly slows down…with love.
    That!…he perceives as brighter–on the greener side;
    Because, in the vacinity he lives…savors multiple lies.

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    Jonboy has fallen–headlong in-for sweetened curves;
    Makes no sense; he suddenly slows down…with love.
    That!..he perceives as brighter–on the greener side;
    Because, in the vacinity he lives…savors multiple lies.

    Ole Jonboy excellerates around those tender curves;
    He is chattering less sense–with a cautious swerve.
    Anxiously, Jon looks careless amidst sharper corners;
    Claims, whatever he says–love is a direction pointer.

    Nonsense declares Jonboy to be somekind of a spouse;
    Patiently, he sets the cheese…to trap a lady’s mouse.
    Now, ole Jonboy is in a dense cloud–far-up in the sky;
    He loves somebody he doesn’t know–with misty eyes.

    Googoo eyes is perfectly ok…with the birds and bees,
    To court…siddled around somebody’s protected trees.
    But, folks don’t take kindly to a salty old charming boy;
    Floating his romantic-sense amidst their bundle-of-joy.

    Old Jonboy’s horns are prepared…with a lots of nerve,
    To race his heartbeat–when he eyes sweeter curves.
    He is a spry young gent, exceeding her make-believe;
    But, our community allows nobody to shake our trees.

    Jonboy’s nerve, within our tree, rattles an entire town;
    Some law should measure his gall…to settle him down.
    Well, everybody in town boasts–to be his best firend;
    If!…they are not concerned where his court has been.

    Finally, there is nothing wrong with what folks claim;
    Smartly, gentleman Jon will gladly deflect the blame.
    A story records that folks decide his charm can last;
    ‘Cause, charming Jon is likeable…with a perfect past.
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  • Others 25.07.2007 No Comments

    Notice exclusively…designs of a woman,
    When she secures security from a man.
    Created, as a man’s dependent station,
    To survive the sweat of man’s creation.

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    Notice exclusively…designs of a woman,
    When she secures security from a man.
    Created, as a man’s dependent station,
    To survive the sweat of man’s creation.

    Woman expects attention for her beauty,
    By forging demands on a responsive duty.
    Though her behavior…is hardly some trap,
    Marriage legalizes government–on a sap.

    Trap or not, her virtue relies on a finance;
    Whatever the chance, it’s a costly dance.
    A real government-of-substance–her way,
    Traps security…as long as a man can pay.

    Prostitution will shade a woman’s touch;
    Attracting security…from a willing bunch.
    Money commits man to a sweaty chase;
    By a govern right, she endures the pace.

    Sarcasm!…explains the proper complaint;
    For, the sweaty brow denies a holy saint.
    A woman’s way…isn’t crooked as a snake;
    Her growth is fertilized as a governed take.

    Man has no right to deny the female crook;
    She married property as recorded in a book.
    Her man can earn more; so, she gets it all;
    Otherwise, she’s a social menace–in a fall.

    Worldly substance…was not made for man;
    The sweat he drops, is intended for woman.
    She traps the masculine eye upon her looks;
    Finally, she tenderly takes him–for a crook.
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  • Others 25.07.2007 No Comments

    Heaven has dispatched man’s dream boat,
    With miraculous freight designed to float.
    Nothing but love aligns this baffle dream;
    So God blesses creatures with sunbeams.

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    Heaven has dispatched man’s dream boat,
    With miraculous freight designed to float.
    Nothing but love aligns this baffle dream,
    So God blesses creatures with sunbeams.

    Once, darkness filled two hearts with halt;
    Finally, light shown through mortalized salt.
    Dreams savor the flavor the boat brings-in,
    When two delightful lives–love to blend-in.

    The salt of the earth–is heavenly divinity,
    As something in substance…offers dignity.
    Time is of the essence for magical dreams;
    For, tho’ time winds down, eternity begins.

    There is a proper wedding–under the sun,
    So that man’s strength…loves to have fun.
    Marital power produces dreams-of-matter;
    As a matter-of-fact, loneliness will shatter.

    A marriage for love, which coins can’t buy;
    For a life of quality discovers reasons why.
    A holy love will mingle coins with the poor,
    To open heavenly windows…sharing more.

    We have patiently waited upon the Lord;
    Until, He comes to show us…who we are.
    Better than self, God sees ever true need;
    Heaven wants us to dream, without greed.

    This dream boat…carries a love for reality;
    It is an endless arrangement thru eternity.
    The blessings of God…are miracles of love,
    When serenity opens us to heaven above.
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  • Better Off 20.07.2007 No Comments

    Friendly airs circulate to a common vib;
    Multifacet…as a universal thought.
    Heaven translates a respectful demean,
    Portraying a lighted path be sought.

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    Friendly airs circulate to a common vib;
    Multifacet…as a universal thought.
    Heaven translates a respectful demean,
    Portraying a lighted path be sought.

    Questions of a quest, that charm the heart,
    Are hardly inclined toward a threat.
    Friend-to-friend…sharing love with friends;
    Begging the man!…since we met.

    Impelling arms of marriage is a sacred vow;
    On that!…we unpretentiously agree.
    However, not with any Tom, Dick, or Harry;
    With the bonds of Benny…you are free.

    Airy vibrations wave cautiously beyond,
    Where beautiful angels influence.
    One small part of you…may listen to hope,
    Echoes–longing for lasting substance.

    So!…devotion rings to a truthful marriage;
    That, your friends naturally support.
    Extraneous resolves…to guard your post,
    Maintaining a ziptop…for ole sport!

    Interest!…is a mobile technique of adhesion,
    Enchanting your bright happy alert.
    Protective friends care to survive your path,
    A deeper nerve…than a shallow flirt.

    A husband provides a search for happiness,
    Adding zest to a contented wife.
    Beddy-bye zings true…with a smile of trust;
    Friends dare not divide their life.

    We two, claim no cinch to a secret charm;
    But purely, an unadulterated part.
    Our eyes are opened…with love unfeigned;
    Confidentially, we spy a friendly heart.

    Romantic senses…flirt with a relative sign,
    Valuables compelled to a happy mark.
    Nearby, guardian angels tell it straight;
    Never do friends escape–to Hyde park.
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