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2nd and 3rd place 07 Lovelines Poetry contest winners |
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Butta Pecan |
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Feb 20, 07 - 11:21 AM |
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buttapecan_lovelines@yahoo.com |
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http://www.lyricsincmagazine.com |
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2nd place: What U Do
The beat of my heart quickly gets erratic
My nerves go crazy, my senses get spastic
My thoughts can’t focus; don’t
Think that I don’t try and I know you
Know why.
This is what u do 2 me
Each and every time.
I can barely have a meaningful
Conversation unless we’re on the phone.
I can barely
Look you in the eyes when we are alone.
U say all I want from you
Is 2 jump your bones
and I know you
Know why.
This is what u do 2 me each and every time.
I spend hours on end daydreaming about fluff.
I have sweet dreams every night
about more than hot stuff.
U fear I’ll get tired of you
when I just can’t get enough
and I know U know why.
This is what U do 2 me each and every time.
When I think i’ve gained control
i seem 2 lose it all again
I’m like a record stuck on a scratch
I’m in battle i can’t win besides
I wouldn’t stand a chance and I know U know why.
This is what U do 2 me each and every time.
As time goes by the feelings grow and grow
The more that I try to rein them in the more
The feelings show,
you got me vexed and I know U know why.
This is what U do 2 me each and every time.
When I present this poem 2 U,
i want U to take your hand
Place it over my heart and then you’ll understand
When u feel the thumping beat
underneath your hand
I can’t contain my feelings
4 U even if I tried
And I know U know why
because I love what U do 2 me
Each and every time.
By Nikki G
3rd place: I Don't Care
I don't care if they say "It's puppy love!"
I don't care if they say "It's just a crush!"
I don't care if they say "I'm just sprung!"
I don't care if they say "I'm just dumb!"
At first chance, I ran my mouth at a loss for words,
We shook hands and a i swear no ones was as soft as yours,
My heart raced, exhaled as i calmed my nerves,
Admiring your dress and how it had caught your curves,
Choking on my words, my pride was hard to swallow,
My voice transposed 3 octaves with bravado,
Wanting to be the king on your Chess set,
But on my chest rests burdens burgeoning love regrets upset
Nervous and jittery afraid of losing your respect
Know my hearts been bruised in pursuit of musical sets
I know my art was right but my muses left
Maybe they'd stayed if I was producing checks
But I got a gruff exterior with a heat that fragile
Addressing affairs of the heart, we gotta be tactile
I'm slightly bashful, with rap pages in a satchel
Prone to broken hearts and rocking stages for no capitol
Who'd thought this fella would fall for the bell of the ball,
"I met the most beautifulest...",is what I'm telling my dogs,
Ranting and raving how you enchant and amaze me,
Far from opposites we like allot of the same things,
Like Sam Rami's last flick, I'm Tobey McGuire,
My deodorants failed so I slowly perspire,
I swear I heard a choir when I gazed to admire
Day dreaming gawking eyes wired i should've cam flyer,
But this true emcee was truthfully penitent for his truancy,
And a rose is more than a seducing thing,
I wanna bloom something, but like the Roots song.
I get "The Silent Treatment" like i should move on.
I'm not saying you was cold, I'm hot and you luke warm,
In my heart you do more than just fuel my songs,
This world is minuscule compared to what i wanna give to you,
I'd feel so miserable if you hadn't even considered me boo...
by Rrice |
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