Jon & Nadine (Nuts About You)

No I am not so squirrelly,

just want to be your girlie.

Must I be the one to do this,

initiate a hug, a little kiss?

It’s your eyes that stare,

here’s my nuts to share.

Climbed this tallest tree,

hope you are full of glee!

Chitter and chatter your sound,

cherished like an accorn I found.

From pine tree to pine tree,

high in the sky we’ll fly free!

Shaking our bushy tails in bliss,

oh, you must love this furry kiss.

Watching you climb to the top,

still I am the chaser, why stop?

Only us two among many a pine cone,

the needles our love nest, all alone.

Snow is about to fall and I don’t care,

we are snuggled in with nuts to share.

 

Nuts About You  by  Denerica

 

 

 

 

 

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Joel + Rebecca (Recipe For Love)

 

 

Five cans of patience.
Five boxes of romance sensation.
Ten cups of sharing.
A gallon of caring.
A bowl of trust.
Honesty a must.
Always put God first.
Salvation for thirst.

Recipe For Love by Lamar Cole

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Raj + Michelle (Teddy Bear Love)

 

Come Hug me, Hold me,
and Squeeze me tight! !
And Ill be your teddy bear
who will treat you rightly.
For unlike other bears
who are mean and rough,
Im be soft in your arms
and so gentle to your touch.
And although I might seem
‘Well, just a little shabby!
And my hair is all bent over,
Im a good bear to hand onto
as I can love you like no other.
And if want to feed the bear
with your cookin and kindly love
my stuffings are sawn up tightly
as I am filled with warmth and love.

 

Teddy Bear Love by craig moon

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Sylvia & James Love is Art

Love is Art

by Brianna Perreira

Love is like Art…
It needs passion,
patience,
hard work,
commitment,
and it comes from the heart
It starts off blank
And over time it grows into a beautiful thing
To some it will be meaningless
But to you it may be everything
Love is Art and Art is Love…

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Sylvia&James Carnival

Carnival

by Kristen Brown

Beautiful chaos filled the land
once upon a time
when logic lapsed
and reason waned
life became a carnival ride

All you know
when all you dream
turns upon dyne
the realization of what’s meant to happen
makes you feel the most alive

Clouds depart
and such sweet sorrow
spirits uplifted
with thoughts upon tomorrow

To have the freedom, fancy, folly
dancing around dim-lit lantern light
lacking typical poise and stern demeanor
to the chrysanthemums’ delight

Can the spirit hark
a fair maiden’s
faithful voice

Do you intend
surrender or give in
really not much of a choice

And when you’ve accustomed to the disturbance
again they must depart

But ye must not
no never forget

The carnival will return one day

To the home you’ve set in your heart.

Gladys+Alvan (windmill)

windmill

by Dennis Lambert

Even the whisper of a wind
Will woo these wind-catchers
To creak and groan, round and round,
Moaning above tulips, red and yellow.

And when one great dipping arm catches me
I soar screaming into baby-blue sky,
With wide and wild eyes
Stirring color to a blur.

“Hang on, hang on, hang on, ”
My laughing heart sings,
“Like love it lifts you
And brings you round,

And like a poem,
Dancing you
High above familiar ground,
It never wants to put you down.

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Mel+Lucas (Beach Chairs)

beach chairs

by joyce ebrecht

Sitting on the beach chairs
watching the setting sun
holding hands and reminiscing
how it all begun

Sitting on the beach chairs
watching the ships out on the sea
holding hands and smiling
together we’re meant to be

Sitting on the beach chairs
watching people walking past
holding hands and knowing
that our love will always last

Sitting on the beach chairs
watching the waves along the shore
holding hands we realize
our love is stronger than before

Sitting on the beach chairs
watching the changing tide
holding hands with happiness
to be by each others side

Sitting on the beach chairs
watching the sunrise
holding hands with tears of joy
there are no more good-byes

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Mel+Lucas (Bicycle)

my first ride on a bicycle

by Rangarajan Kazhiyur Mannar

My first ride on a bicycle
Feeling emancipated & ecstatic
As if flying to the pinnacle
The mood was indeed electric

Pedalling the lean steel wheels
Adorned by festoons on the handle
Cruising through the coastal winds
An experience words fail to tell

From Mylapore to Triplicane
Places adored by mystic saints
The ride along the east coast
Though short boosted the spirits

Balancing on the two wheels
A task seemingly impossible
For a beginner to learn the tricks
A prelude to ride the real life cycle!

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