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Poetry challenge: Use the last line first

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Under the stars she smiles
And she looks up at the moon
As the bright'ning western sky
Signals the day that's coming soon
A little kindness can be so valuable, yet costs almost nothing

In many countries being gay is a crime, and even in modern societies, politicians try to legalise discrimination. Your voice can make a difference. Have a look at All Out to find out how.


Hey... pssst.... that's an l (as in luscious) at the end of my name, not an i
Signals the day that's coming soon
Our union of love will come true
We will be together again
Underneath the starry sky
The soft glow encompassing us
As we kiss
For now and forever
For now and forever
Our hearts have become one
Let nothing asunder part
The union we've begun

As our voyage on life's sea
Carries us ever onward
Each tumult we face as one
And continue moving forward

"For now and forever"
Our motto will clearly be
As our voyage continues
Over life's tempestuous sea
Over life's tempestuous seas
I travel far to find you
indulging in relaxation,
sipping a blood orange whiskey,
your binoculars aimed at the water
Your binoculars aimed at the water
You hear soft footsteps in the sand
You let your thoughts just float away
But ache to turn around

Sun drops on your silken skin
Then you feel the softest kiss
That warmth on your bare shoulder
The touch that you so miss

You slowly turn to look at me
But I’m no longer there
The heart deep like the ocean
Wind blowing through your hair

You turn back to the water
Dreams of what could have been
Instead you’re kissed by sunlight
When you could be kissing me
when you could be kissing me
you are writing poetry
lovely and sweet
then you retreat
like air in a breeze
the kiss was a tease
The kiss was a tease
That just made me want more
It rekindled a feeling
I'd forgotten before
I've been brought back to life
By the love that I've found
And my heart's skipping beats
Every time you're around
A little kindness can be so valuable, yet costs almost nothing

In many countries being gay is a crime, and even in modern societies, politicians try to legalise discrimination. Your voice can make a difference. Have a look at All Out to find out how.


Hey... pssst.... that's an l (as in luscious) at the end of my name, not an i
Every time you're around
A little faster beats my heart
I can't supress a smile
For the feelings you impart

The way you walk and talk
Each little motion and gesture
The subtle scent of 'you'
Each to me sweet treasure

Sometimes we just sit and talk
But, oh, those other times
Where we join ourselves as one
And wander into joy sublime
And wander into joy sublime
Where day greets night
And night's darkness has fled

Every minute is timeless
The air heady and pure

We'll meet at the apex
Bearing lightness together
Reaching ever higher once there

For behind remains memories
Those which we dance upon
Those which we dance upon,
Memories which whirl and spin,
Forever staying with us
Our feelings to underpin.

And more memories to make,
As the ribbon roads unfold;
Our journey together, Love,
What wonders we will behold.

Passing through time together,
Becoming ever more One;
We'll watch the world unfurl
With ever more memories spun.
With ever more memories spun
We navigate the trail
And choose on every junction
The path that should not fail

Yet the maps are so confusing
And the road signs aren't clear
So our choice is oft a gamble
Sometimes our pilot is just fear

But if we never give up going
And show each other that we care
Then we will reach our destination
With lots of memories to share
A little kindness can be so valuable, yet costs almost nothing

In many countries being gay is a crime, and even in modern societies, politicians try to legalise discrimination. Your voice can make a difference. Have a look at All Out to find out how.


Hey... pssst.... that's an l (as in luscious) at the end of my name, not an i
With lots of memories to share
And to make all aware
I think I must write
Long into the night

Our story I will tell
And hopefully quite well
I'll put pencil to paper
And hope my wit is rapier

To get scores of five
And comments that jive
And an Editors Pick
That would be a kick!
That would be a kick
For me to take a pick
Of any babe in the orgy
Like the one named Peggy
And do the humping trick.

In and out of her wet pussy
Went my dick until a messy
Goo came out of her cunt
And I allowed myself to hunt
For the next sex hungry hussy.

And after fucking seven in a row,
I found myself unable to slow
Down my sex drive for a while
And let those urges of lust pile
Up instead of going with the flow.

Of course, that would make me
Say that it was great for all to see
An orgy is a wonderfrul party to be.
That would be a kick!
If your story soared
You just need for friends
To make sure that it's scored!

You do write quite well
And have five famous ones
I need to read them all
While sitting on my buns!

I'll try to get some time
To give some a read
But it may be awhile:
I've got my dog to feed smile
I've got my dog to feed
And take him for a stroll
Or he'll do in the house
What I don't like at all

I'd rather face the rain outside
Than clean up doggy poo
I wish that I could train my dog
To use and flush the loo
A little kindness can be so valuable, yet costs almost nothing

In many countries being gay is a crime, and even in modern societies, politicians try to legalise discrimination. Your voice can make a difference. Have a look at All Out to find out how.


Hey... pssst.... that's an l (as in luscious) at the end of my name, not an i
To use and flush the loo
I need to do when done,
For my bladder's often calls
When we've finished having fun smile

The contractions that I get
When pushed into release
Squeeze both of us tightly
And only slowly cease
And only slowly cease
To hold each other tight
Reluctant to release
As if some force still might
Attempt to separate
This bond that love has forged
With its unmeasured heat
Yet neither one was scorched
Because the fire was doused
We followed passion's call
Now all the welds have cooled
They are unbreakable
A little kindness can be so valuable, yet costs almost nothing

In many countries being gay is a crime, and even in modern societies, politicians try to legalise discrimination. Your voice can make a difference. Have a look at All Out to find out how.


Hey... pssst.... that's an l (as in luscious) at the end of my name, not an i
They are unbreakable
And yet for
The right takable
My standards
Are high
Yet willing
To try smile
Just want to be with her for awhile
Our hands entwined together
Her lips formed into a smile
Their touch on mine like a feather

We hold each other closely
With tenderness we both felt
Aware of just us mostly
A into each other we melt
As into each other we melt
Becoming once again: one
Every tremor, every breath felt
Our universe before us spun

This time we have is treasured
And passes all too briefly
Perhaps in heartbeats measured
But lingers after sweetly
But lingers after sweetly
Like favored summer drink
Oh those lazy days ahead
With the breeze's softest kiss

Sleepily gazing southward
One hand shading eyes
Droplets chase each other
Outside of glass and your thigh

Songs of birds compete
With the distant laughter
Oh stolen taste of sweetness
All a winter dream for now
All a winter dream for now,
Though winter lingers longer;
Our dreams guide our desires
And make our love grow stronger.

Between the dream and real
We float along that way;
Sometimes not sure which one
Holds over us most sway.

But our thoughts indeed are one,
And perhaps truly a dream
That we inhabit together, Love:
Making it real as it may seem.
Making it real, as it may seem,
lingering in thought, of my mind's eye.
Seeking what my heart, can not redeem,
and closure for my soul, if only I try.

What was, and is, and truly to be,
fading moments, such beautiful dreams.
What wasn't, and isn't, but still I see,
a butterfly effect, with only my screams.

Wandering sadness, why they suddenly leave,
thinking of them all, and so very many you miss.
Holding back the pain, no one knows you grieve,
so many Lush friends, with deserted pages on your list.
So many Lush friends, with deserted pages on your list
Never knowing how much they're missed
Some just friends, but others much more
And sometimes one you really adore

Across the ocean or miles away
Words you never hear them say
Just pictures that they send to you
And with those you make do

Ever hoping that someday you will see
Just who they really might turn out to be
Too often it seems, they are not real
Leaving you with sadness to feel
Leaving you with sadness to feel
Is nothing that I ever sought
But some choices had to be made
And some battles had to be fought

But it did not stop me from loving
Who you were, who you always will be
No matter where fate's going to take you
You will always be somewhere in me
A little kindness can be so valuable, yet costs almost nothing

In many countries being gay is a crime, and even in modern societies, politicians try to legalise discrimination. Your voice can make a difference. Have a look at All Out to find out how.


Hey... pssst.... that's an l (as in luscious) at the end of my name, not an i
<a reminder to me to get back here!>
You will always be somewhere in me
Just don't ask where or when
Look up and perhaps you'll see
Coming and going in that blink
Makes you wonder did I, did she
Count the glimpses
Until you have nothing left
Where you can begin again