

The Last Bouquet Part I – Dance of the LoversThe Last Bouquet by ~CaptainGraves
I adore this time in song,
So let this dance never go wrong,
For the veil on your beautiful face,
Will never be lifted for me to taste,
And stars look down upon our love,
And we dance bathed in lightness above.
(Aroma from your divine tear,
A ruined smell that keeps your near)
Oh! How this love grows!
Count no blessings from our souls,
Dressed in satin and darkened lace,
Until our lusted bonds embrace,
But still I weep when moonlight draws,
It's only her now without the stars,
So no longer do we bathe,
This song has stopped but still I crave.
"Hold my hand and walk with me,
I'm not sure i


Your Breathing Makes Me Silent Silence -Your Breathing Makes Me Silent by ~CaptainGraves
Eyes draw closed
And I ask myself,
Questioning how you just,
Lay there silent, cold yet warm,
Inhaling steadily
Right next to me
Embracing you -
Silence


Dead Poet's Mandolin The lost of the loner sat in his roomDead Poet's Mandolin by ~CaptainGraves
Stonewall-cold-bricks and a sinister tune,
A quill with no ink,
Parchment with no think,
Sat back and forth just playing his tune.
Glows of orange gently hits the slate
The only candle that burns, the clock ticking late,
A quill with no ink,
Parchment with no think,
Sat back and forth just playing his tune.
Raindrops whisper a silent gloom
He sat in the corner, edge of his room,
A quill with no ink,
Parchment with no think,
Sat back and forth just playing his tune.
Found you xxx
How are you?
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It's yooooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuu!
Hehe...yay.
Love yaz,
Jenni xxxxx
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