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Your smile
is the most beautiful vision,
the way your eyes light up
and your tender lips
curl up so perfectly...
Especially when your smile
is all for me.
I want to see your smile
all the time,
to be driven by its loveliness
and to ensure
that your lips never have need
of any other shape,
no other expression but joy.
Some men want the world,
to take power and fame,
to go where none have ever walked
to find the meaning of this world,
yet I have found
all of the meaning I could ever need
inside of you,
and there is no vista on earth
more lovely
than that of your smiling face.
And I want to do everything,
to see your smile
across the kitchen table,
to hold your hand
walking down the sidewalk,
to stroke your hair
as we cross the Verrazano.
Your smile makes me smile,
transforms my heart,
sets my soul alight
and there is nothing I wouldn't do
to keep you smiling,
and, my dearest love,
this is merely the beginning
of the jubilation
we shall share together.
is the most beautiful vision,
the way your eyes light up
and your tender lips
curl up so perfectly...
Especially when your smile
is all for me.
I want to see your smile
all the time,
to be driven by its loveliness
and to ensure
that your lips never have need
of any other shape,
no other expression but joy.
Some men want the world,
to take power and fame,
to go where none have ever walked
to find the meaning of this world,
yet I have found
all of the meaning I could ever need
inside of you,
and there is no vista on earth
more lovely
than that of your smiling face.
And I want to do everything,
to see your smile
across the kitchen table,
to hold your hand
walking down the sidewalk,
to stroke your hair
as we cross the Verrazano.
Your smile makes me smile,
transforms my heart,
sets my soul alight
and there is nothing I wouldn't do
to keep you smiling,
and, my dearest love,
this is merely the beginning
of the jubilation
we shall share together.
Literature
Angstxiety
I am work weak on Wednesday
in a heap of hangover and hesitation
with fingers on a phone haptically
actively anticipating feedback—
I need that why do I need that.
My angst and anxiety
is constant and courses
and throbs with a pulse
that demands concern
of a baby boomer crooning poetic
in the distance to call me antisocial, or you know,
you could just call me.
If being this busy in an age
of constant communication
feels like having slept
but not feeling rested,
I'd rather cancel my plans
like a responsible millennial
and go to bed.
Literature
misalignment
our hearts became a pair
of unsynchronized clocks
a time-bomb never
meant to detonate;
i fell in love
then you fell in love
but it just wasn't
with each other
Literature
I dance......
I dance to music only one other has heard
He was my best friend
Since he left I've been dead
And after many a long, long year
I've decided
To feel again
The pain, the pain
The living
It feels good to live again
Lancelot Price 2018 April 11,
retroactive by uncalculated number of days
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I love to make you happy, and I love knowing that I will spend the rest of my life doing so.
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