Motivation Romantic Poem #1

[Bajio]

If but a moment I were given to express

This irresistible passion, my soul’s excess,

Though lacking jewels and honeyed-wine,

I would requite in gentle, thoughtful, rhyme.

Spending myself in rhapsodic emotion

That I might brew loves perfect potion.

Within my chest resides an ember; remnant of that spark,

From out the furnace of creation, piercing through the dark.

My life is a returning stream flowing down the mountain

Blessing all who drink with joy as I travel to the Fountain.

I am but a Mockingbird resting in the trees,

Piping out my spirit’s song, only your heart to please.

I would like to be the wind and blow where’re I will;

I’d sing your praise across the plains, whistle it o’er the hills.

If I was made a shooting star, streaking ‘cross the sky,

I promise I would burn for you and never say goodbye.

What I’d give to be the moon, drawn upwards every night,

I’d carry myself across the heavens to cover you with light.

Darling, rest here in my arms- I shall not repeat –

We both can see time giving way underneath our feet.

We are fleeting wisps of smoke scattered ‘cross the air

Let’s enjoy our time together and shrink away from care.

We are but simple figures in this show beneath the sun,

For thy heart I’d fight this fate -not rest until I’ve won.

If you’ve ever gazed upon the splendor of rosy-fingered dawn

Or marveled at the beauty held within the smallest fawn

Then you will understand me, clearly when I say

I am but a fool for you and it could be no other way.

You might call me mad, well just blame it on the moon.

Who can truly control their heart or say that it’s too soon?

If my honest confessions have moved your brilliant mind

Naught would make me happier than for our two hearts to bind.

But if my heart you do reject, my love you choose to spurn,

I pray you’ll plainly say so, giving kindness no concern.

I remember what once was spoken -for I am not a dunce-

But if some hope remains, then I’ll wait patiently for once

 

[Bajio]

For my love Gio Scotti

 

[Deleted Member 61521]

If but a moment I were given to express

This irresistible passion, my soul’s excess,

Though lacking jewels and honeyed-wine,

I would requite in gentle, thoughtful, rhyme.

Spending myself in rhapsodic emotion

That I might brew loves perfect potion.

Within my chest resides an ember; remnant of that spark,

From out the furnace of creation, piercing through the dark.

My life is a returning stream flowing down the mountain

Blessing all who drink with joy as I travel to the Fountain.

I am but a Mockingbird resting in the trees,

Piping out my spirit’s song, only your heart to please.

I would like to be the wind and blow where’re I will;

I’d sing your praise across the plains, whistle it o’er the hills.

If I was made a shooting star, streaking ‘cross the sky,

I promise I would burn for you and never say goodbye.

What I’d give to be the moon, drawn upwards every night,

I’d carry myself across the heavens to cover you with light.

Darling, rest here in my arms- I shall not repeat –

We both can see time giving way underneath our feet.

We are fleeting wisps of smoke scattered ‘cross the air

Let’s enjoy our time together and shrink away from care.

We are but simple figures in this show beneath the sun,

For thy heart I’d fight this fate -not rest until I’ve won.

If you’ve ever gazed upon the splendor of rosy-fingered dawn

Or marveled at the beauty held within the smallest fawn

Then you will understand me, clearly when I say

I am but a fool for you and it could be no other way.

You might call me mad, well just blame it on the moon.

Who can truly control their heart or say that it’s too soon?

If my honest confessions have moved your brilliant mind

Naught would make me happier than for our two hearts to bind.

But if my heart you do reject, my love you choose to spurn,

I pray you’ll plainly say so, giving kindness no concern.

I remember what once was spoken -for I am not a dunce-

But if some hope remains, then I’ll wait patiently for once

dnr a single pixel

 

[Bajio]

dnr a single pixel

Should have i put my feelings in this shit

 

[Deleted Member 61521]

Should have i put my feelings in this shit

gio is hot pal

 

[banjo]

Your name is similar to mine

 

[Deleted Member 56337]

She doesn’t even know u exist

 

[Bajio]

She doesn’t even know u exist

Who cares if she knows or not?
Love isn’t measured by recognition, but by the way it fills my soul.
She is the moon, distant and unaware, yet I still bask in her light.

 

[Deleted Member 61521]

Who cares if she knows or not?
Love isn’t measured by recognition, but by the way it fills my soul.
She is the moon, distant and unaware, yet I still bask in her light.

sure pal

 

[Deleted Member 56337]

Who cares if she knows or not?
Love isn’t measured by recognition, but by the way it fills my soul.
She is the moon, distant and unaware, yet I still bask in her light.

Bro don’t waste your time and go find a real girl

 

[Bajio]

Bro don’t waste your time and go find a real girl

Let me live in my illusion

 

[doll]

If but a moment I were given to express

This irresistible passion, my soul’s excess,

Though lacking jewels and honeyed-wine,

I would requite in gentle, thoughtful, rhyme.

Spending myself in rhapsodic emotion

That I might brew loves perfect potion.

Within my chest resides an ember; remnant of that spark,

From out the furnace of creation, piercing through the dark.

My life is a returning stream flowing down the mountain

Blessing all who drink with joy as I travel to the Fountain.

I am but a Mockingbird resting in the trees,

Piping out my spirit’s song, only your heart to please.

I would like to be the wind and blow where’re I will;

I’d sing your praise across the plains, whistle it o’er the hills.

If I was made a shooting star, streaking ‘cross the sky,

I promise I would burn for you and never say goodbye.

What I’d give to be the moon, drawn upwards every night,

I’d carry myself across the heavens to cover you with light.

Darling, rest here in my arms- I shall not repeat –

We both can see time giving way underneath our feet.

We are fleeting wisps of smoke scattered ‘cross the air

Let’s enjoy our time together and shrink away from care.

We are but simple figures in this show beneath the sun,

For thy heart I’d fight this fate -not rest until I’ve won.

If you’ve ever gazed upon the splendor of rosy-fingered dawn

Or marveled at the beauty held within the smallest fawn

Then you will understand me, clearly when I say

I am but a fool for you and it could be no other way.

You might call me mad, well just blame it on the moon.

Who can truly control their heart or say that it’s too soon?

If my honest confessions have moved your brilliant mind

Naught would make me happier than for our two hearts to bind.

But if my heart you do reject, my love you choose to spurn,

I pray you’ll plainly say so, giving kindness no concern.

I remember what once was spoken -for I am not a dunce-

But if some hope remains, then I’ll wait patiently for once

chat gpt ahh