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craig johnston · 03-22-2005, 05:30 PM

it's all you need....

ally · 03-22-2005, 07:50 PM

craig johnston · 03-22-2005, 08:24 PM

it's obvious!

Twirp75 · 03-22-2005, 08:28 PM

love lifts us up

zenbabe · 03-22-2005, 08:36 PM

craig johnston · 03-22-2005, 09:15 PM

zero · 03-23-2005, 09:47 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by craig johnston

LOVE!!! it's all you need....

no all you need is to

SUHT UP DJCHEEZAY WITH YOUR FUNKHOUSEBRITNEY PLUS SOULFOUL MELODIC SCRATCHPATTERNS AND INABILTY TO HOLD TEH PHAT BEATZ AND BREAKS

SUHT AP

craig johnston · 03-23-2005, 10:14 AM

go away s.u.m. this is no place for you,
this is a thread about love!
something you know nothing about.

Hyakujo's Fox · 03-23-2005, 10:54 AM

I think that's the shut up man in the background, looking bitter and twisted.

Clytie · 03-23-2005, 01:45 PM

Clytie · 03-23-2005, 01:48 PM

Hyakujo's Fox · 12-12-2007, 02:44 AM

Marcus Bales · 12-12-2007, 02:59 AM

Gate C22
Ellen Bass

At gate C22 in the Portland airport
a man in a broad-band leather hat kissed
a woman arriving from Orange County.
They kissed and kissed and kissed. Long after
the other passengers clicked the handles of their carry-ons
and wheeled briskly toward short-term parking,
the couple stood there, arms wrapped around each other
like he'd just staggered off the boat at Ellis Island,
like she'd been released at last from ICU, snapped
out of a coma, survived bone cancer, made it down
from Annapurna in only the clothes she was wearing.

Neither of them was young. His beard was gray.
She carried a few extra pounds you could imagine
her saying she had to lose. But they kissed lavish
kisses like the ocean in the early morning,
the way it gathers and swells, sucking
each rock under, swallowing it
again and again. We were all watching
passengers waiting for the delayed flight
to San Jose, the stewardesses, the pilots,
the aproned woman icing Cinnabons, the man selling
sunglasses. We couldn't look away. We could
taste the kisses crushed in our mouths.

But the best part was his face. When he drew back
and looked at her, his smile soft with wonder, almost
as though he were a mother still open from giving birth,
as your mother must have looked at you, no matter
what happened after if she beat you or left you or
you're lonely now you once lay there, the vernix
not yet wiped off, and someone gazed at you
as if you were the first sunrise seen from the Earth.
The whole wing of the airport hushed,
all of us trying to slip into that woman's middle-aged body,
her plaid Bermuda shorts, sleeveless blouse, glasses,
little gold hoop earrings, tilting our heads up.

Jaime · 12-12-2007, 03:51 PM

Falling, falling...

Fallen. Head over heels, in fact.

The hopeless romantic in me has woken up after a long absence. Cynical Me had it securely locked away.

*sigh*

Marcus Bales · 02-01-2008, 11:33 AM

One Perfect Rose
Dorothy Parker

A single flower he sent me, since we met.
All tenderly his messenger he chose;
Deep-hearted, pure, with scented dew still wet –
One perfect rose.

I knew the language of the floweret;
“My fragile leaves,” it said, “his heart enclose.”
Love long has taken for his amulet
One perfect rose.

Why is it no one’s ever sent me yet
One perfect limousine, do you suppose?
Ah, no – it’s always just my luck to get
One perfect rose.

03-22-2005, 05:30 PM	#1
craig johnston dalai clique Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: tea leaf towers - home of fine musical entertainment Posts: 5,609	LOVE!!! it's all you need.... __________________ the tea leaf family

03-22-2005, 07:50 PM	#2
ally cunning stunt Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: Sunny south of France Posts: 1,170	Umm? __________________ Been away for a while (3, 4 years maybe?!). Now an English teach (who still can't spell). Still loving being a mum, best thing ever, so much so that number 2's on it's way (oh & I got married last year!).

03-22-2005, 08:24 PM	#3
craig johnston dalai clique Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: tea leaf towers - home of fine musical entertainment Posts: 5,609	it's obvious! __________________ the tea leaf family Last edited by craig johnston : 03-22-2005 at 10:49 PM.

03-22-2005, 08:36 PM	#5
zenbabe Lollypop! Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: we are all made of stars Posts: 11,690	__________________ Be yourself, because the people that mind don't matter, and the people that matter don't mind. -Dr. Seuss

03-22-2005, 09:15 PM	#6
craig johnston dalai clique Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: tea leaf towers - home of fine musical entertainment Posts: 5,609	__________________ the tea leaf family

03-22-2005, 08:28 PM	#4
Twirp75 tickle pickle Join Date: Mar 2005 Posts: 17	love lifts us up

03-23-2005, 10:14 AM	#8
craig johnston dalai clique Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: tea leaf towers - home of fine musical entertainment Posts: 5,609	go away s.u.m. this is no place for you, this is a thread about love! something you know nothing about. __________________ the tea leaf family

03-23-2005, 10:54 AM	#9
Hyakujo's Fox left hanging Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: between the click of the light and the start of the dream Posts: 10,071	I think that's the shut up man in the background, looking bitter and twisted.

03-23-2005, 01:45 PM	#10
Clytie thundering is my favorite Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: motivated to be all i can be Posts: 3,827	purrrrr __________________ your star shaped heart has reached out to me and together our hearts beat as one bound by the rich red that runs coarsing united we stand stronger than before able to face the dark with hands entwined

03-23-2005, 01:48 PM	#11
Clytie thundering is my favorite Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: motivated to be all i can be Posts: 3,827	__________________ your star shaped heart has reached out to me and together our hearts beat as one bound by the rich red that runs coarsing united we stand stronger than before able to face the dark with hands entwined

12-12-2007, 02:44 AM	#12
Hyakujo's Fox left hanging Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: between the click of the light and the start of the dream Posts: 10,071

12-12-2007, 02:59 AM	#13
Marcus Bales ________________ Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, at the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, walled round with rocks as an inland island, the ghost of a garden fronts the sea. Posts: 8,967	Gate C22 Ellen Bass At gate C22 in the Portland airport a man in a broad-band leather hat kissed a woman arriving from Orange County. They kissed and kissed and kissed. Long after the other passengers clicked the handles of their carry-ons and wheeled briskly toward short-term parking, the couple stood there, arms wrapped around each other like he'd just staggered off the boat at Ellis Island, like she'd been released at last from ICU, snapped out of a coma, survived bone cancer, made it down from Annapurna in only the clothes she was wearing. Neither of them was young. His beard was gray. She carried a few extra pounds you could imagine her saying she had to lose. But they kissed lavish kisses like the ocean in the early morning, the way it gathers and swells, sucking each rock under, swallowing it again and again. We were all watching passengers waiting for the delayed flight to San Jose, the stewardesses, the pilots, the aproned woman icing Cinnabons, the man selling sunglasses. We couldn't look away. We could taste the kisses crushed in our mouths. But the best part was his face. When he drew back and looked at her, his smile soft with wonder, almost as though he were a mother still open from giving birth, as your mother must have looked at you, no matter what happened after if she beat you or left you or you're lonely now you once lay there, the vernix not yet wiped off, and someone gazed at you as if you were the first sunrise seen from the Earth. The whole wing of the airport hushed, all of us trying to slip into that woman's middle-aged body, her plaid Bermuda shorts, sleeveless blouse, glasses, little gold hoop earrings, tilting our heads up. __________________ My strength is as the strength of eight -- My heart is nearly pure.

12-12-2007, 03:51 PM	#14
Jaime Gone Daydreaming Join Date: Jul 2006 Location: Vancouver, B.C. Posts: 428	Falling, falling... Fallen. Head over heels, in fact. The hopeless romantic in me has woken up after a long absence. Cynical Me had it securely locked away. sigh

02-01-2008, 11:33 AM	#15
Marcus Bales ________________ Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, at the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, walled round with rocks as an inland island, the ghost of a garden fronts the sea. Posts: 8,967	One Perfect Rose Dorothy Parker A single flower he sent me, since we met. All tenderly his messenger he chose; Deep-hearted, pure, with scented dew still wet – One perfect rose. I knew the language of the floweret; “My fragile leaves,” it said, “his heart enclose.” Love long has taken for his amulet One perfect rose. Why is it no one’s ever sent me yet One perfect limousine, do you suppose? Ah, no – it’s always just my luck to get One perfect rose. __________________ My strength is as the strength of eight -- My heart is nearly pure.

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