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The lightness of the words we share
Serve only to show us that we care I did not see you standing there You made yourself be known I laughed and bit my lip so tight How could this meeting be so right You take me to the highest heights You made yourself be known This warmth that's growing deep inside The blushes that I cannot hide You protected me with so much pride You made yourself be known I nervously play with my hair I'm a girl and I don't care My prefume slowly fills the air I made myself be known You reached your hand across the void And I was simply overjoyed My heart and mind will not be toyed We made ourselves be known That mop of thick brown curly hair Our eyes we cannot stop but stare The intensity of us both there We make ourselves be known An original poem my Tulip1969 |
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Topic:
Tuesday Afternoon
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Thank you. :)
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He did not need to be childish
He did not need to be mean He did not need aspects to control The passaion soft and clean He did not need to run to 'mom' When his ego is so bruised He did not need to feel to say Something wonderful I will lose This 'new' happily discusses things That make me laugh and cry He talks about funny people He told me of his dreams I told him of places I would like to visit now The places I want to see Time said 'Yes, now' We speak no words when quietly Some words do not need to speak We never thought that we ever Sit in each others head Translation of L'Amour nouveau (My new love/The love new by Tulip1969 (More beautiful in French. Ne c'est pas...) |
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Topic:
L'Amour nouveau
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Il n'a pas besoin d'être enfantin
Il n'a pas besoin d'être méchant Il n'a pas besoin de contrôler tous les aspects De la passion doux et propre Il n'a pas besoin de courir à maman Lorsque son ego est tellement meurtri Il n'a pas besoin de me faire sentir Quelque chose de merveilleux, je vais perdre Il discute joyeusement sur les choses Qui font rire et crier Il me parle de gens drôles Il me dit de ses rêves Je lui dis des lieux Je voudrais visiter maintenant Les endroits que j'ai envie de faire à Et le temps a dit «oui, maintenant» Nous parlons pas de mots quand fréquemment Certains mots n'ont pas besoin d'être dit Nous n'avons jamais osé penser que nous Nous voudrions reposer dans chaque tête d'autres An original poem by Tulip1969 (My first attempt to write poetry in French.) |
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Topic:
Tuesday Afternoon
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Your resting head upon my lap
The silence of the room Just the steady beating Of two hearts that are in tune Your arms wrapped gently round me My stroking fingers through your hair Sharing this calm, sweet serenity The two of us laying there You knew what I was thinking I knew what you were too This category of one right now Had gently become two How long did we lay there Before our eyes finally closed Slowly drifting into sleep No vulnerabilities left to expose An original poem by Tulip1969 |
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Topic:
~ i loved you, first
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Lovely... *smiles*
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Topic:
That one word.
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Would you...
Could you... Can you... Would I... Could I... Can I... Would we... Could we... Can we... . . That one word . said . It . All . . . Yes A spoken word short by Tulip1969 (Chinese sign...Snake) |
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Topic:
Kung Hei Fat Choi
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Hanging lanterns red and gold
Dancing Lion to and fro Nian defeated comes no more A celebration of folklore Flying Lion dancers leap Skill and humour they still keep Jumping now from pole to pole This is Flying Lions' role Through the streets the drummers drum Vibrations through your body thrum Shaolin Fists Lion Dance Team Every performance crisp and clean An original poem by Tulip1969 |
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Topic:
Mutual Match is 'glitchy'.
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Thank you for the welcome (and flowers), is it still considered a welcome if I've been here for a few months but never needed tech advice *looks sheepishly*. Agreed about the filters...these men have become Schroedinger's cat!
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Topic:
Mutual Match is 'glitchy'.
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Hi mightymoe, sadly it's in the area where you have the large block photo and your own, like well trained lab mice we dutifully click 'yes, no, maybe' but in my case, the counter doesn't go down...*lights a cigarette and sips her coffee*
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Topic:
Mutual Match is 'glitchy'.
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How do I delete those that wish to Mutual Match with me but I do not? I'd have to set my preferences to aged 18-80 and go through all of them just to have a clear box...*sighs*...the internet of 'things'.
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Topic:
Allure.
Edited by
Tulip1969
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Mon 01/27/14 09:41 PM
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glitchy computer, I replied again...*ooooops*
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Topic:
Look a little closer.
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Look a little closer dear
From head down to tail fin She tears raw fish with shark sharp teeth Aquatic life her kin Her skin is covered with tapered scales She's of the Sea remember Coated in a thick slime skin Not bedecked in shells and treasure She neither sits on rocks just singing Nor gazing in a mirror She's a guardian of the Ocean wide Protecting from human error An original poem by Tulip1969 |
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Topic:
Allure.
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I'm glad *bows head in appreciation*
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Topic:
Allure.
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Thank you paintecards01 *bows head in appreciation*
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Topic:
Allure.
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My fingers run along your spine
My eyes dilate with pleasure Now that you are finally mine The joy I cannot measure My heart had pounded in my chest I'd felt I was not able But there you were in all your splendour Beyond that walnut table I wondered if I'd ever have you You really were sought after But something told me deep inside It was now or never Tracing the small groove on your left And found you were not taken Four books of poems bound in dark leather and 'yes' a first edition! An original poem by Tulip1969 |
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Topic:
'Stars'.
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Those 'stars' you see above you,
Those 'stars' you see at night From the distant past it reaches you Those little 'dots' of light Is it a newly birthed Galaxy? Or a high velocity White Dwarf? A rapidly spinning neutron star? The Universe is quite vast Quasars, Pulsars, Binaries A possible Wolf-Rayet too Their ages can be understood The spectrum of light is the clue While clouds above obscure my views I never cease to be amazed And as soon as those clear skies resume Upwards is my gaze For Carl Sagan, my hero. Original poem first posted elsewhere June 20th 2012 by Tulip1969 |
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Topic:
Equal
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Thank you katakura *smiles*
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Topic:
Equal
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Thank you again Leigh2154 *bows her head*
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Topic:
Equal
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Equal
Only after this :pause: when all your ego is gone :pause: you are at your most wanted approachable receptive warm gentle sensitive desirable calm devoid of arrogance attitude self importance manipulation convention tradition ignorance vanity you become :pause: . real . perfect . not vulnerable . . not fragile . egoless . . . . individual . :whispers: equal A spoken word poem by Tulip1969 (First posted elsewhere in March 2012) |
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