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I'm really a romantic at heart.
Too passe?
Too passe?
Not really passe so much as awkwardly violent in its delivery.
Meh, I once used Glade air fresheners as a replacement for scented candles for a romantic excursion.
Meh, I once used Glade air fresheners as a replacement for scented candles for a romantic excursion.
In my defense, there was a smoke alarm in the room.Well. Appears romance is dead. I guess at least it doesn't smell bad.
Explain, please.
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)
e. e. cummings
I'm not taking romance advice from someone named Poindexter.
I'll school ya.
Meeting at Night
by Robert Browning
The gray sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low:
And the startled little waves that leap
In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And quench its speed i’ the slushy sand.
Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, through joys and fears,
Than the two hearts beating each to each!
Meh. I was once a romantic. The world killed that part of me.
“One day you do meet a man who kisses you and you can’t breathe around it and you realize you don’t need air. Oxygen is trivial. Desire makes life happen. Makes it matter. Makes everything worth it. Desire is life. Hunger to see the next sunrise or sunset. To touch the one you love. To try again.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever
I'm really a romantic at heart.
Too passe?
I read it 5 times. Bunch of gibberish to me.
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