

Fortune Favors the BoldI never ruled the world, no kingdom great, I had a life to be sure, to what end? I'm seen but not noticed, am I so late? Will I be surrounded by my good friends? Should I hope to have known love in my life, Or shall she dote forever, always blind? Where then has all of the time gone, joy and strife, And where dear friends did I last leave my mind? Can I in good conscience forever wait? Will my thoughts thus "if only" and such? Or can I in good conscience change my fate? Will my actions yield me any such luck? I hope these words have found you now dear miss, You whoFortune Favors the Bold


Ode to a Summer of LaughsThat I had time to look back on it all, Yet now the Winter does approach me fast. But Lo' before the ending of the Fall I'll thank my friends, our noble wand'ring cast. For in first meeting found we much alike That to an end we bonded very tight! Bobby, Liz, Alisa, Pete, Nick and Mike, Ryan, Jackie, all my good friends aright, For now our projects we must put on hold- But comes a break to us again, anon! Then craft we once more with our friendship bold, And to the wood again we shall be drawn. I miss you all like an artist his muse, And hope you find these words andOde to a Summer of Laughs


Alabaster BeautyShe is sooth an alabaster beauty, Her love is like the phases of the moon, No man has loved her that could e'er forget Love's sting, and horrid pangs of deep regret. Would that I were a younger man again And be in'cent of the torture of love- Then would I as I had done so before Be contently pined on than pine. Woe then that those days be thus far behind, And therefore shall my dreams then have no peace, For ale cannot drown away my sorrow And bid me live on for tomorrow.Alabaster Beauty


The Someone wishesStumble on those old photographs. And the pieces of paper where you expressed your love. And I don't know why it affects me the way it does. I know that I've moved on from you. Maybe I just am missing that something. No, not maybe. I do miss that something Or rather a someone The someone who will hold my hand Because I need comfort,The Someone wishes
because they want to be connected to me. The someone who holds me in their arms Because they like how it feels to have me there. Because they want to be close enough to hear our heartbeats. The someone who thinks that I'm the only one.


summer lovefell into the grass, the smell of summer mingles with the smell of you. the shimmer of the stars mixes with the sparkle of your eyes. the humidity of the air flows with the taste of your skin. try to talk with our eyes but lips convey thoughts better make no noise but to sigh hide our passion in the shadows.summer love
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Acting is behaving badly in public, and getting away with it.
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