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Frowney one

Contributed by dillybar on Friday, 12th February 2010 @ 06:40:23 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

Oh! Frowney one,
With the waterfall in your eyes,
They’re adjoining downward
Like would sea gulls
With a companion, and
Your lips alike,
Frowney one.

Frowney one,
Your cheeks show no emotion
Like a hidden sun
Behind the overwhelming clouds,
Stubborn, darkness of earth,
Thus I know your there, my
Frowney one.

There are rainbows there are honies,
In your veins
Underneath a surface
Of steel,
I see your veins,
They reflect brightness
In eyes of my own,
Frowney one,
They make me crave,
To be able to reach
Your nest, and release
Swarming bees
To nest for your sweet honey,
Lovely,
Frowney one.

Frowney one,
Your heart is too big
For your mind,
Your mind knows not
What your heart does,
Frowney one,
Perhaps my hands can reshape,
Your body of dismay,
Within, inside, your thoughts,
Frowney one.

Oh Frowney one,
With your glow of darkness
On the cover,
They say don’t judge a book by its cover,
I don’t judge yours,
Frowney one,
If your own cover could be opened
Like sweet scented perfume
Straight out of the box,
I can smell that aroma
Of bottled happiness
Ready to stench my nose
Full of you alone,
Frowney one.

Frowney one,
Your eyes, your glow shines
Through my eyes,
And can twinkle my eye,
But why not others,
Your cheeks, your voice,
Your shadow, your full being,
Does not harm me
Or anybody else,
Smile, others will back,
Frowney one,
Lovely,
Frowney one,
I am here for you,
You be there for yourself,
And embrace your
Inner happiness, my
Frowney one.

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