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[brobeforehos]

All right, here's a poll I've been postponing. Raise your hand if you've at some point in your lives - long or short - felt a dangerous and inexplicable attraction towards the tall, dark, and handsome. I'm very keen to note whether it's one of those disorders that affect people regardless of gender, or not.

Bonus points will be given if they solve their problems with fire, or are emotional walls.

I'll start - yes.

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[ooc; No curse, just curiosity.]

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[intheblanks]

The one about the boat trip.

There was a young man from Bombay
Took a slow boat to China one day.
He was trapped at the tiller
By a sex starved gorilla,
And China's a bloody long way.

-Coleridge.

[brobeforehos]

Beautiful. [Laughing!! Best poetry read yet. She's got another one.]


There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
She was very good indeed,
But when she was bad she was horrid.

[brobeforehos]

Longfellow.

[intheblanks]

They say the poems we like best are reflections of ourselves.

[brobeforehos]

So the reflection of myself is cuteness can be deceptive, and I will wait for that drain to dry before climbing it - or, won't make the same mistake twice, if we dig deeper?

[intheblanks]

Or you have a mean streak and like waterslides.

I carry your heart with me.

[brobeforehos]

What a burden.

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i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)


My favourite. Although the gorilla comes a close second.

[brobeforehos]

Cummings. That's very...[Pause; needs a moment, to swallow, throat dry.]

What does it say about you?

[intheblanks]

I don't mind burdens.

[brobeforehos]

No, I reckon not.

What does it say that I have no go-to love poem?

[intheblanks]

Maybe it's in one of the drawers you're keeping locked.

[brobeforehos]

[Emotional dresser that she is - that draws (my pun, INTENDED ALWAYS) a smile.] Maybe. Maybe I haven't found one to hold so dear yet.

I won't deny that some are beautiful and the imagery and language is vivid, but...the ever innocent lady of a tortured soul's affections.

[intheblanks]

I don't think many people have go-to love poems, anymore. They have something by Britney Spears.

It's not a failing.

[brobeforehos]

I feel much better, hearing that.

[intheblanks]

My work here's done.

[brobeforehos]

You Jack of all trades.