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Pandora's Phantom
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Pandora's Phantom |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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Don't know if Tinkerbell got this so Im posting it here. Pandora’s Phantom You are to me Pandora’s box. And the gateway to my Fort Knox You pamper and pander me Into a world of ecstasy You ghost me into fields of green You femme fatale my every dream You fly balloons of butterflies That color up my viewing skies. You offer wine and ring my chime Dance upon the grapes of time Tell me secrets morning glories And phantoms fantasies stories. Can’t you tell you weave a spell? You throw coins in my wishing well. You delight me with every turn I hesitate to say you learn. You are my loving Tinkerbell An old mans secret wishing well. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I heard the clapping... I believe... and Tinkerbell will shine... |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
*giggling* no old man penned this beauty but it was our own Seymour. This poem had a smile on my face from beginning to end. I am sure she will absolutely love it.   Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams. |
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pandora Member
since 1999-07-26
Posts 184 |
purrrrrfectly delightful!! i wish someone would write me something so beautiful!  you have a lucky muse! beware pandora's box... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
How could I not admire and adore you Never doubt all I learn from you too You share with us your wisdom's gold Poetic confess of secrets once untold With gifted pen you explain the sky Verses to answer our questions of why Sharing with us life's lessons hard learned Knowing the gift of giving is one that is returned Painting our canvas with beauty hued in words of wise Granting us vision thru thy all knowing eyes of realize I am so much better for the touch of your gentle hand So grateful for the walks on your beaches of understand You are the gold coins that I wish upon You are my poetic gospel according to John You see in me ... the me I wish to be You are the raspberry nectar in my tea You took a moth and made her a butterfly Tinkerbell And for these wings ... in my heart you shall 'ever dwell. ~*~ Thank you my dear sweet Sy... you honor me and touch me so when you wrap me in your rhymes... Thank you always seems to be too little to say for the gifts of verse and most of all for the gifts of friendship, and all that you share. Love you Stinky...and Randy too *L*    "Tinkerbell" |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sunshine, Tinkerbell lights my muse but you are my sunshine. *L* Startime, Yo can read her answer. I think everyone loves her. *L* Pandora, I hope you didn't mind borrowing your box. LOL JM, Wasn't sure you got my last Email, so I posted it. Thank you for the beautiful poem It's always a joy to read your replies. Winkiewinkie Randy Stinky. |
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