Girls grow…

I saw a quote recently that didn’t sound quite right to me so I decided to change one word and make it work for what I was thinking. Although, both quotes work depending on who needs what when.

“Girls grow differently when they are treated right and loved properly.+

 

Girls grow differently orchid image.

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Now you know.

One of my favorites back when I knew how to write what I called lyrical poetry…or poetry of any kind at all.

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Slippin’ into sideways single again, thinkin’ I know what’s the best thing for my friend.
Never seein’ I’m the one playin’ a fool, keep trippin’ into a funk deeper than a city cesspool.
Do you ever think you want your own time, oh but you keep missin’ when she’s out of your line?
Then you look into her eyes, her heart and you play it off like a chump, thinkin’ you’re so cool.

Love’s not a playground for the child or the immature clown painted on society’s scripted scene.
Expectations of your world can bring you down to your knees and shatter your deepest dreams.
Where do you go from here when all you know is the beaten down lovers lost melody hit machine?
Words rhymed and bought to break your heart and rip your pockets for every cent at the seams?

Fill your heart, feel the steam.
Let it…

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A Reply.

Andrea Bocelli, Ariana Grande – E Più Ti Penso

The more I think of you

The more I think of you
the more I miss you;
I see you with my tired eyes…
I’d like to be
there with you too;
I hold the pillow,
you’re here near me…
It’s the middle of the night
And you’re far away…
The emptiness surrounds me,
there’s not a sun anymore…
I’m sad and hopeless
as I’ve never been
without you, without you…
And if, by chance,
I never saw you again,
I already know what I’d do –
I wouldn’t live…
And the more I think of you
the more I miss you…
I’m nothing much without you,
I feel like a fish deprived
of water to swim in,
breathing without you,
without you, without you…
And if, by chance,
I never saw you again,
I already know what I’d do –
I would die…

The joyful thaw.

Sometimes I cry, but not because I’m sad.

It’s because when I met you my heart was frozen.

You’re the one who warmed me through and through.

You brought this strange thing called love into my world.

And tears of joy, that come from the melting ice.