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Truly amazing
The lone flower, stirs on this eve
Her petals were the deepest blue
Envy of glorious skies
The moon's rays marveling, pondering her exuberance
Her perfect sway in the soothing breeze
Gliding forth, whispered for just one dance
Our waltz is a fine spectacle
Flawless motions, grasp curious ghosts
Grinning ear to ear, their eyes precious gems
Savoring every glistening drop
I relinquish my quivering palms
Hand in hand to the cheering pacific
Tiny grains of sand, sparkling within moon light
Each step of the way, my spine quakes
At a loss for words as she dragged me to the depths
Submerged, over taken by everlasting inspiration
At one with diverse fauna
Their vast and exotic shades
Fuel for the fire the burns passionately within
I pursued her exquisite frame
Lead to infinite bounty, true luxury
Our waltz is a fine spectacle
Flawless motions, halt nature's plans
Beaming ear to ear, mother changed the course
Savoring our new born infatuation
Swirling about the ocean floor
Our horrors fled to the surface
Left us here to reap each others treasures
With affection in her eyes, she set me down
Expressing past anguish
Her desire, to watch the earth in slow motion
Our waltz is a fine spectacle
The guardians were fast asleep
Basking in this serene night, temptations pestering
For now, we'll savor this platonic love
I emerged breathless
Eyes tightly knit
Seduction, lust, clinging at my waste
"I fear ive fallen for you
As a hostage to past lovers"
One motion, the chains lay mangled
A spirit set free, sprinting toward water's edge
She took my wrist, pulled me into her sapphire gaze
Under her command, our lips collided
Swiveling motions grind to a halt
With one wag of her finger, the lotus was gone
I fell to my face, bones fragile glass
Constellations explode with jubilation
Triumphant, deafening, and deep
Head high, shoulders reared back
I scream to the heavens, grateful
My thunderous gratitude, casts trembling doubt back to shadows
At my soft spot to fall, obedient to the night sky
Changing colors with every explosive star
Burrowed in deep, wrapped the covers tight
reminiscing on my beloved blue lotus
The lone flower, stirs on this eve
Her petals were the deepest blue
Envy of glorious skies
The moon's rays marveling, pondering her exuberance
Her perfect sway in the soothing breeze
Gliding forth, whispered for just one dance
Our waltz is a fine spectacle
Flawless motions, grasp curious ghosts
Grinning ear to ear, their eyes precious gems
Savoring every glistening drop
I relinquish my quivering palms
Hand in hand to the cheering pacific
Tiny grains of sand, sparkling within moon light
Each step of the way, my spine quakes
At a loss for words as she dragged me to the depths
Submerged, over taken by everlasting inspiration
At one with diverse fauna
Their vast and exotic shades
Fuel for the fire the burns passionately within
I pursued her exquisite frame
Lead to infinite bounty, true luxury
Our waltz is a fine spectacle
Flawless motions, halt nature's plans
Beaming ear to ear, mother changed the course
Savoring our new born infatuation
Swirling about the ocean floor
Our horrors fled to the surface
Left us here to reap each others treasures
With affection in her eyes, she set me down
Expressing past anguish
Her desire, to watch the earth in slow motion
Our waltz is a fine spectacle
The guardians were fast asleep
Basking in this serene night, temptations pestering
For now, we'll savor this platonic love
I emerged breathless
Eyes tightly knit
Seduction, lust, clinging at my waste
"I fear ive fallen for you
As a hostage to past lovers"
One motion, the chains lay mangled
A spirit set free, sprinting toward water's edge
She took my wrist, pulled me into her sapphire gaze
Under her command, our lips collided
Swiveling motions grind to a halt
With one wag of her finger, the lotus was gone
I fell to my face, bones fragile glass
Constellations explode with jubilation
Triumphant, deafening, and deep
Head high, shoulders reared back
I scream to the heavens, grateful
My thunderous gratitude, casts trembling doubt back to shadows
At my soft spot to fall, obedient to the night sky
Changing colors with every explosive star
Burrowed in deep, wrapped the covers tight
reminiscing on my beloved blue lotus
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My ex girlfriend had 4 different stages she went through during our relationship. I like to call them The Blue Lotus, The Red Oleander, The Pink Magnolia and The White Rose. She was The Blue Lotus when i first met her, mysterious, adventurous, cool and calm a personality to marvel at. The first time i saw her i had to go say something! at the time, our love was strictly platonic. The furthest we went was kissing. A year later she went through her "Red Oleander stage" [link] becoming very sexual, and very demanding. We argued almost every day over the smallest most trivial things. When she became the Pink Magnolia,[link] she started flirting with other men and partying like crazy. We hardly ever saw each other. And finally she became The White Rose [link] She felt that she was too mature for me and our relationship was over... Im a loser with too much time on his hands lol Fuck my life...
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absolutely lovely 