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Post by Mikepoet on May 6, 2004 15:45:30 GMT -5
I woke up next to an angel,
I most always wake up first.
A cup of love seemingly dangles.
And it’s for love that I thirst.
She lies in bed and I look at her.
Fight temptation to kiss her awake.
But instead I bide my time.
She said she likes to sleep late.
When I cannot take it no more.
I plan breakfast in bed.
To the scent of sautéed onions in,
Cheese omelet “Wake up sleepy head.”
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Post by John Barnett on May 6, 2004 18:45:24 GMT -5
Sweet...nice image, sounds really good!
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Post by Mikepoet on May 6, 2004 18:58:53 GMT -5
It's hard to not wake her up..
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Post by rinna(on leave...for eternity) on May 6, 2004 19:22:21 GMT -5
you're sensual, romantic, loyal AND YOU COOK!!!!!!!! it just gets better and better mikey!  x rinna x |
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Post by Mikepoet on May 6, 2004 19:41:07 GMT -5
.You would only like me if you love loving and spontaneity ;D Lots of passion. It's one of my favorite addictions.
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amberputis
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~Dreams are determined by our hearts, and our dreams design the future~
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Post by amberputis on May 7, 2004 21:49:22 GMT -5
mike, that was incredible, the last part just made me melt...what a guy! haha...amazing job...
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Post by Mikepoet on May 7, 2004 23:09:18 GMT -5
The hardest part of letting a Lady sleep late is..uh.. melting the Cheese..he he..yeah..thats it..The sautéed Shrimp and Crabmeat..well that is an easy part..It's the Onions that are most wonderful to wake up to the scent of..for the Lady anyway..Me I like the scent of the Lady..
You should see what I do with Chicken Breast and Smoked Oysters and Parmasean Cheese with bread crumbs..I hurt myself with that one..Smack your lips so hard you may bruise your gums..he he..Stuffed Flounder is so good..
I like to cook..can you tell?
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Post by Alex'z Death Chic on May 8, 2004 9:22:14 GMT -5
You made me hungry... Wish alex would do that. We both can't cook... haha... I love this poem... It makes my cheese melt. I mean heart. Not cheese. See? U made me think of food... That's how good ur poem was.
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Post by Mikepoet on May 8, 2004 11:53:40 GMT -5
;DGlad you liked. I started cooking in 4th grade because my Mother worked two jobs to put me through Private Schools, I spent allot of time home alone and learned to cook. I like cooking. I never follow a recipe I just throw some stuff together and it usually turns out fairly decent. Cooking is easy, you just learn what goes together and how long to cook it.
Again thank you for the read and compliment. I hope to post more you will like.
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