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NOT_ME   
Vincent picked up the blade, and put it to his Ear,


Real Name: MR. GO
Lives In: Poët, NC
Birth Date: ?
Member Since: Nov 16, 2004
Last Login: Jul 05, 2008   20:23 UTC
Member's Time: Jul 20, 2008   20:14 NCT
VT Rank: Unranked
Deals Rank: Unranked
External Page:poet.com
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LOVE IS KIND

by NOT_ME - last update: Mar 28, 2008

I'm not the one your friends warned you about.

Summer is calling her
From this winter storm
She can feel its pull
She can feel the warmth
And everyone around her
Sees the beauty
Everyone around her
Feels the same
No one realizes
There is no one to blame
Its already over
No score in the game
And she is ready
To feel alive again
She loves the summer
It becomes her lover
And she will loose herself
In a moment this spring
She loves the feeling
Of falling
In love
Of falling
To pieces
Being some ones dream
It has to be hard
To be her
To be that
Desired

The Dance

Some moments go by
in the blink of an eye
Some linger longer
making the heart grow fonder
Some moment leave you
gasping for air
Some fill you
with up most care
The moment I
met your eyes
I knew
sooner or later
I'd be breaking in two
Kept at a distance
with resistance you
dance
Kept in the rhythm
of conversational
romance
Surround my advances
with silent sighs
of wonder
Breaking my heart
these words
of blunder.
Waiting

BARELY BREATHING

Isn’t she lovely in pink
Sitting there
Barely breathing
Sinking into a daydream affair
Pearls in her ears
Hair pulled back to hear whispers of her name
She is a pleasure seeker
A slight smile tells
She knows her game
She sits in the basking of the sun
Waiting for fun
Longing for the moment to just let go
She dreams of a man far away
She dreams everyday
She is lovely in pink
She is still in this moment
Barely breathing
Barely moving
But inside she can not sit still
She sits waiting for the thrill.
And he waits for her
Barely breathing

You know where to find me,,,

The deepest principle
of human nature is the
craving to be appreciated.

Have you ever

Have you looked into the setting sun
And wished there was more time to run
Have you sat under the stars at night
And counted the ones that shown real bright
Have you stared out into space
And called out to you lover’s face
Wanting to embrace the night
When you lover was out of sight
Have you ever longed for someone
You couldn’t have
You shouldn’t want
Smelling the forbidden fruit
Have you ever longed for a change
But searched your mind
And nothing could be rearranged
Have you ever met someone
Who you know could change your life
But you took too long
Now your full of strife
And life has its moments
And life has its doors
Its windows
And floors
Don’t be afraid
Simply walk to the window
And open the curtain
Look out side
And know for certain
The door is open
Have you ever walked through
Just to see what
You would do?

TRIBUTE TO A DANCER

I challenge thee
To be thy muse
To come full circle
To break loose
The noose
To think of lands afar
And to dream of close by stars
Crystal clear
A young artistic fear
Must draw near
A hand to hear
For a muse
Has many moments go by
When she is merely
A twinkle in my eye
And a twinkle can blind me
And make me see
Something that could not be
If it were not for you
Would have I seen it too?

TRIBUTE TO A RIGHT WINGER

Serenity for you and me
Distant memory
A glance over my shoulder
And smile back at my past
The editor in chief
Has given me
Plenty of grief
Recalling your eyes staring up at me
The closing and glancing
To assure the right amount of pressure
For pleasure
I loved what you did to me
I loved whom you made me
But that is just a memory
A fond memory
Recall the amount of time we spent
Talking
Teasing
Pleasing
Tasting
Erasing the memories of pain
But all you are now is a faint memory
I distant glimpse of time
A love and feelings that faded
Not jaded
Only to be brought back into view
By a subtle reminder
A song or two
A look from eyes of blue
And a distant dream of me and you
Naked for all the world to see
If only they would open their eyes
To the prize
And the stair over my shoulder
Takes me there
But not as often as it used to
Will there be a day when I forget you
Completely
Discretely
I hope not

TRIBUTE TO A FRIEND

YELLOW IS STILL A GREAT SONG
I STILL WEAR BILLABONG SHIRTS
I HOPE YOUR STILL WEARING SLIT SKIRTS
I LOVE THE WAY LOVE FITS
AND I LOVE THAT SONG
I HOPE YOUR SINGING ALONG
AS YOU RUSH BY
IN YOUR RUSH HOUR TRAFFIC LIFE
I REMEMBER A SLOWER DAY
WHEN WE WERE CHILDREN
AND WE COULD SIT
AND SWING
TALK OF LOVE
TALK OF LIFE
MAKING MEMORIES
MAKING LIFE
TAKING PHOTOS
TAKING IT ALL IN
MISSING YOU IS EASY
IF I LET MYSELF
TAKE YOU DOWN FROM MY SHELF
AND PLAY LIFE FOR RENT
AND REMEMBER THE TIME SPENT
YOU AND YOUR MEMORY
OF HOW WE USED TO BE
NO SWEETIE I AM NOT IN LOVE
I JUST LOVE THE MEMORY OF YOU
AND HOW MUCH FUN IT USED TO BE
JUST TO BE ME
FOR YOU TO SEE
NO REGRETS FROM YOU
SO MANY FROM ME
ONE THING I WILL NEVER REGRET
IS THAT PART OF YOUR SOUL I GOT TO SEE
YELLOW IS STILL A GREAT SONG
SING IT FOR ME
NEXT TIME YOU SING ALONG

LOVE

How long
I have longed
To know love
To know of love
To understand
The profound mystery of love
To breathe in life
And breathe out love
What connects
One to another
And derives love
What is it
Created in us
The desire
The need
The vexing
To be loved
And to love
I know of not
I know nothing
I have loved
I have been loved
Yet I question why
Yet I doubt my
Motives
Actions
Movements
And heart
There must be
A place to start
A place to grow
In knowledge of love
In deep love
Forgiving love
Love without bounds
Love that builds
For I have failed
In loving these ways
In sharing these days
Do I love thee
Oh yes I do
For it is easy to say
The words
I love you
But there is
Always
Forever
A bond
Between us
In and out of love
The trust
Must not be broken
By the words we have spoken
And the motion
Of the birds
In spring air
Carry my love to thee
And during the journey
Everyone can see
My love for thee
Though I know not of love
But what thou has taught me

Comments for NOT_ME
Marisola Fri Jun 13, 2008 20:33 UTC
 Whoa, you are sooooooo sweeeeeet!!! And you are my First OFFICIAL birthday wisher!! Thank you!!!
salloum1 Tue May 6, 2008 15:45 UTC
 you are resplendent~
pieter_jan_v Mon Apr 21, 2008 16:19 UTC
 Vincent was not a poet; would you take up a brush? PJ
elae Tue Apr 15, 2008 19:46 UTC
 nice ***
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