#silentwriters

In hallowed halls of beer and wine Where songs of old do so beguile There let us foray and determine What beauties we would want to draw in

Through verse and lilt, rough as is right Deep and rich, issued forth and far Those beauties stand not a snowflake's chance When passion plays disguise carnal sin

Onward then, unto the damsels The fairer sex shall know what's fair With flow'ry onslaught we shall win them With manners bold and debonair

No cheap cologne to mask our musk No green bills flung to prove our worth The very essence of who we are Will shine through with our 'devil may care'

A mater's nightly marish vision Of roguish smiles and wistful grins Where 'tis their daughter who's the maiden Enchanted thus and prone to faint

Pray tell, in all honesty, squire Who could reproach swooning lasses For falling charmed before smiles and arms, Of mirthful knaves, malapropos saints?

None, of course, for it's their fate To be beleaguered thus and be our game A free-for-all of hunters and prey In this wilderness of hearts aflame

So let passions and shoulders be bared, As we rise to intimate endeavours Such raucous romps, all sweat and frenzy Entranced by the new moon's wild claims

Well, we are after poems written about one Tumblr crush/member in particular but i suppose if they are all about the same person then sure! why not wax lyrical about them in an array of poems :)

Just remember to tag them #swfebcrush before Feb 12th and let the lovey wordy Valentine poem challenge overflow!!!

*any interested parties see here for details

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"This is like playing Pictionary With someone who can’t draw -- There’s no way to guess What the intended image is.

You know how you read a book once And if you go back and reread it years later it is a totally new experience, and you never could have imagined it would be so beautiful?

But it was always beautiful. It’s you that’s changed. So if you had planned the whole ending back then you would have missed the entire point. Missed the entire point. Do you hear me?

Stop guessing. Stop stuttering. You know by now that life is not like the movies. It’s better because it’s real, and it happens to you. I hope you’ve grown up enough to believe that."

"Maybe it is wrong of me to picture it, But I’m human too, you know. And this is definitely not how I always thought it would be.

You know how you read a book, And you can’t help but picture each scene, Each face; and so you’re scared to go see the movie, Because it won’t be what you imagined?

But then once in a while when you get enough courage You do see the film, and to your surprise They made it just like the movie in your head, And sometimes it’s even better?