

The House ElfThe house elf walked fast and proud through unwalked roads he sped making his own path he saw a flower as he walked by a garden and fell in love he told stories that spoke of his long walks his long strides taught my then short legs to walk fast and prod just to keep upThe House Elf
A wooden arrow pierced his ankle he walked a little slower but just as proud
The house elf Spoke not in words but thunder his thunder pierced your heart and filled you with fear and pride he spoke in thunder to his flower and took her to his own garden he told stories that magnifie


Just the factsThis Is just me writing It is by no means a poem,Just the facts
Though it could be. It could very easily be made into an elaborate poem about my simple feelings like, for example:
I could say that some times you catch me looking at you smiling like a simpleton. You catch me and you think that I find something in your behavior humorous. You catch me and you think that, but your thoughts are wrong. You are, in fact, catching me musing about how I'm getting away with something. Like a bandit. I get to hold you, and kiss you, and speak to you, and have you look into my eyes while you spe


Out Of Focus "Out Of Focus"Out Of Focus
The first time you see your lover's body and I mean the lover you love not the one you barely know not the one you're laying with to satisfy your lust I mean the one you trully love The one who's face, eyes, thoughts and voice you fell in love with the one who's hair has the smell of home Not your home, but your soul's home That's the lover I mean when you first see your lover's body your lover's naked body it seems softer than possible as if it were made of mist or cloud it seems soft, and also warm &nb
Devious Comments
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Joey
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