As Pure
As pure as snow
as light as the sun
iciciles melt and water droplets melt
like deer running down a mountian of glass
only to hide and blend into the grass
melting and blending to the earth they flow
like a marmot running to hide in his hole
to gather we prance and dance in the snow
the ending of winters great mysterious flow
poem by Amber Mull
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I hate.. I love
I hate how i smile when i think of you
I love how you hold me tight
I hate how you tickle me until i cry
I love how you wipe my tears and the way you say goodnight
I hate how you always forget my birthday
I love how you do random sweet things for me
I hate how you hide from me and hide
I love how you grab my rear and pull me near
I hate how you look at her
I love how you make love to me
I hate how im just your tool!
Yet i love being with you
poem by Amber Mull
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