i don't know how other people see it but my definition of love.

Love is when you go through hell and high water for and with someone, knowing that it is you 2 against the world and against all that oppose your relationship, and no matter how bad life gets, or how much **** the world throws at you, you are still willing to stand side by side to fight it, knowing that you are in it together until the end and be happy with that, knowing you would never want to have it any other way, giving a constant 110% into the relationship and knowing you need nothing in return as long as that person stands by you, and respects you for being all you can be which is just you. and even when that person is gone, you still love them. no matter how much they have made you cry or how many times they have done you wrong, you still love that person. and you know if they knock on your door at 3 am in the pouring rain and have no one else to turn to, you are there for them. and when everyone else thinks they are the most horrible person in the world, you are the only one standing there to see them as a human being who makes mistakes and seeing that person as all they can be. accepting the inperfections along with the areas of perfection.


lust is oh i so love you then 3 days later when i have met something more interesting, i don't think about you anymore.

you may not know when you love someone.....but trust me when it is gone, you will know how much did and still do.


just my opinion

i guess not

the bad thing is this is a true story.


Only a person in Oklahoma could think of this...

From the county where drunk driving is considered a sport, comes this true story. Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a bar in Tulsa,Oklahoma after last call the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so apparently intoxicated that he could barely walk.

The man stumbled around the parking lot for a few minutes, with the officer quietly observing. After what seemed an eternity in which he tried his keys on five different vehicles, the man managed to find his car and fall into it. He sat there for a few minutes as a number of other
patrons left the bar and drove off.

Finally he started the car, switched the wipers on and off--it was a fine, dry summer night--,flicked the blinkers on and off a couple of times, honked the horn and then switched on the lights. He moved the vehicle forward a few inches, reversed a little and then remained still for a few more minutes as some more of the other patrons' vehicles left. At last, when his was the only car left in the parking lot, he pulled out and drove slowly down the road.

The police officer, having waited patiently all this time, now started up his patrol car, put on the flashing lights, promptly pulled the man over and administered a breathalyzer test. To his amazement, the breathalyzer indicated no evidence that the man had consumed any alcohol at all!

Dumbfounded, the officer said, I'll have to ask you to accompany me to the sherriffs office. This breathalyzer equipment must be broken."

"I doubt it," said the truly proud non-drinker. "Tonight I'm the designated decoy."

dang.....i always thought i was the only one on earth up at this time




i was wrong

Morning Wood*
>>
>> Brian woke up one morning immensely aroused, so he turned over to his
>> wife's side of the bed. His wife, Lisa, had already awakened though,
and
>> she was downstairs preparing breakfast in the kitchen.
>>
>> Afraid that he might spoil things by getting up, Brian called his
little
>> boy into the room and asked him to 'Take this note to your beautiful
> Mommy'.
>>
>> The note read:
>>
>> The Tent Pole Is Up,
>> The Canvas Is Spread,
>> Hell With Breakfast,
>> Come Back To Bed.
>>
>> Lisa, grinning, answered the note and then asked her son to 'Take
this
>> to your silly Daddy.'
>>
>> The note read:
>>
>> Take The Tent Pole Down,
>> Put The Canvas Away,
>> The Monkey Had A Hemorrhage,
>> No Circus Today.
>>
>> Brian read the note and quickly scribbled a reply. Then, he asked his
>> son to 'Take it back to the Lady in the kitchen.'
>>
>> The note read:
>>
>> The Tent Pole's Still Up,
>> And The Canvas Still Spread,
>> So Drop What You're Doing,
>> And Come Give Me Some Head.
>>
>> Laughing, Lisa answered the note and then asked her son to 'Take this
to
>> the poor dude upstairs.'
>>
>> The note read:
>>
>> I'm Sure That Your Pole
>> Is the Best In The Land.
>> But I'm Busy Right Now,
>> So Do It By Hand!

thanks for so amny welcomes here...


you guys are all awesome

just bored and have nothing to do.....so what time is it where you are?


3:08 am here

the point of poetry is not reveal all but yet leave enough for the reader to think to figure out the rest

i agree. i love them. i think they are great. my favorite is the pictured love though

WOW. this one is my favorite

awesome

i like....simple yet pretty

yeah i would love to see some of them.

yes you do.....been there many times. your welcome

it is morbid but i love it.....i think it sounds great. sounds kind of like some of the things i write actually. but i think it is really beautiful. don't let anyone knock you down because being able to write like that is a beautful, amazing artform that not many will ever have. let it come to you as it does.

this one reminds me of the person i love more than anything and would give anything to work things out with....

i'll keep your memory vague


This won't break your heart,
but I just think it could.
'cause I haven't tried as hard as I should,
to seperate you from everything I do,
but I would never want to come between us.

I'll keep your memory vague,
so you won't feel bad about me.
I'll say the things that you said,
sometimes so it reminds me. (x2)

Well now I'm thinking back,
to what I said before,
"I hope your heart won't have to hurt anymore,
'cause it's really not that sad from here."
Because the moment I can feel you near,
they keep you close to me, my dear, and if they ever become too clear...

(chorus x2)

Now you're gone away, don't worry, it's ok
that you're gone away.
Now you're gone away, further than yesterday.
But you never leave me,
seems my mind replays.

(chorus x4)

Stiff Kittens by Blaqk Audio


We are all still the same dear. I have owned this life forever,
I'll always remain.
If it's just the same dear, why have you left before "forever"
yet returned again?
If you show me heaven I will meet you there.

(Hey, hey)
How it breaks their hearts(breaks their hearts)
That we've made an art (breaks their hearts)
Of desecrating our sanctuaries
Sanctuaries.

We're one and the same dear, you were born for this.
Forever forget your restraint.
Remnants of a past here
Pass like light through dust as memories
Fall fleeting like pain.
If you show me heaven I will meet you there.

(Hey, hey)
How it breaks their hearts (breaks their hearts)
That we've made an art(breaks their hearts)
Of desecrating our sanctuaries
Sanctuaries.

Sanctuaries
How it breaks their hearts...

Desecrate our sanctuaries
Desecrate our sanctuaries
Desecrate our sanctuaries
Desecrate
Our sanctuaries.

(Hey, hey)
How it breaks their hearts (breaks their hearts)
That we've made an art(breaks their hearts)
Of desecrating our sanctuaries

(Hey, Hey)
How it breaks their hearts (breaks their hearts)
That we've made anart(breaks their hearts)
Of desecrating our sanctuaries
Sanctuaries.

i think that is for everyone cause i know it's the dsme for me

thank you all...


you guys rock

he is right...there are alot of women who play them too.