May 19, 2009
By BamaBelle17 GOLD, Tucson, Arizona
BamaBelle17 GOLD, Tucson, Arizona
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Favorite Quote:
Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you’re really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners o the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I’ve got a few missing. It’s okay though, because I’ve got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation so when I meet some one who’s an 8-color type… I’m like “hey girl, magenta!” and she’s like “Oh you mean purple!” and she goes off on her purple thing, and I’m like, “No, I want magenta!” –John Mayer

The delicious, sexy aroma of you
Will stay with me even if you move.
Your easy smiles
Go on for miles.
Your to-die-for eyes
Melt my heart of ice.
Your seductive voice
I can hear above the noice.
Your hypnotic swagger
Mkes me stagger.
At your touch i'm free
Your forbidden lover i can be.

The author's comments:
This poem is one of many written about one of my friends. The friend this is written about captivated me from the day I first saw him.As I was writing this I realized how easy it was for me to picture him in my head. I hope you as the reader will be able to recapture the picture of your first love again by reading this poem. The friend in this poem is now, I'm happy to say, my boyfriend.

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