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I love you Guardian Angel

judit@haikufeel.com (Judit Duran) — Thu, 24 Jan 2013 19:52:00 +0100

My beloved Guardian Angel,
how much I'd do to see you,
how much I'd do to hear you,
I wish someone'd tell me how.

Oh beloved Angel,
how much I'd do to know your name,
to call you each and every time,
my mood becomes a heavy flame.

I know that you are always beside me,
I know I couldn't manage without you,
i know that when I call you,
you answer, and help me with whatever matter.

I know that you love me,
more than anyone else does,
I know that you'd do anything,
to make me eternally happy.

I know that your job is to guide me,
and to give me help when I ask,
but I wish I could see you,
and not talk with an invisible being,
resembling an empty air mass.

I love you guardian angel,
though I have no proof that you exist,
but something deep inside me,
which might be what they call a soul,
is telling me that there is this presence,
that loves me no matter if I do something right or wrong.

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Friends

micaandersongeneva@gmail.com (Miça Anderson) — Fri, 27 Apr 2012 18:17:00 +0100

Friends.
That's what he said to me,
That we were just
Friends.

OK. Good. Friends.

Only, before you go,
I just want to let you know

That I thought I had finally gotten it right, with you
That I thought I had finally found someone true

And now when you talk to my friends
Or do something nice
It's hard to imagine you couldn't be mine.

You get good grades,
You're cute, and funny
So why does our friendship
Have to be so crummy?

Myabe because it's not supposed to be a friendship
Something more? No?
I'll close that door
But just so you know
Before you go
I'll always be here -always.
Just so you know...
Friend.

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Slow Dancing

micaandersongeneva@gmail.com (Miça Anderson) — Wed, 22 Feb 2012 08:36:02 +0100

It was kind of sudden...
I'm not really sure...
If a boy should ask you to slowdance
During the song, or before

This boy asked me
During the song
And to be honest
I think I did it wrong!

It was kind of awkward
To tell you the truth
Looking over his shoulder
Was quite uncouth!

My hands draped on his shoulders
In a very weird way
As soon as our slowdance started
I'm sure he wanted to get away!

But as we were spinning round and round
I thought, maybe this isn't so bad
And when my brother saw me dancing
I didn't even get mad

I saw my friends winking at me
From the corners of the room
And suddenly, it seemed
The end was coming soon

So I savoured those last moments
Of that slowdance, that is true
And to the boy who danced with me...
Thank you.

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Please...Guess!

micaandersongeneva@gmail.com (Miça Anderson) — Mon, 23 Jan 2012 16:41:06 +0100

I'm sure
That when I laugh too loudly at his jokes,
He'll guess.

I'm sure
That when I drop my book, he'll know,
I've done it on purpose.

But he hasn't guessed.
Which I guess is good,
But... I kinda wish he would!

Because...
At the dance, maybe by chance
He'll see me in my dress
And think, I'll
Ask her to dance, yes?

And a slow song with come on
(Preferably by Taylor Swift)
And if he asks me to dance...eeek!
I'm sure my heart will lift
Me up off the floor
Rising more and more
Like angel wings
And then I think of other things
Like, "Say yes!"

"Ahem, uh...yeah, sure!"

But he hasn't just yet.
And all he has to do is guess.

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Confused

micaandersongeneva@gmail.com (Miça Anderson) — Sat, 05 Nov 2011 16:39:20 +0100

OK, I'm going to go
Completley out on a limb here
Because the feelings he's sending me
Aren't very clear

One minute he's staring at me
The next he's yelling in my face
Am I just crazy?
Is my heart in the wrong place?

Is it normal for a girl to feel this way?
Is it normal at this time?
Am I being really annoying?
Is this feeling a crime?

I wish he would TELL me how he feels
Instead of me having to guess
'Cause right now
My heart is a mess!

I won't tell you who I'm writing about
Now THAT would be bad
If you figure it out, don't tell anyone
Or I'll will get SO mad!

At the end of the day
Do I feel happy or do I feel used?
One feeling I wish I wasn't is...
Confused.

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Raindrops

micaandersongeneva@gmail.com (Miça Anderson) — Tue, 09 Aug 2011 19:39:00 +0100

If all the raindrops in the world
Decided to fall on me
Why, I wouldn't cry
I wouldn't flee

If all the sunshine in the world
Decided to disappear
Why, I wouldn't go to find it
I'd stay right here.

But, if YOU suddenly leave me
To some place far away
Why, I'd run after you
In my place I would not stay

I'd follow you everywhere
To the musem, the park, the zoo
Why, I'd follow you all the way to... to...
Timbuktu!

So you see? You shouldn't leave me
And go to someplace yonder,
'Cause in this little place with me,
Nobody'll love you fonder.

If all the raindrops in the world
Came down on me, happy and free
It wouldn't matter
As long as you're here with me.

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It's Over

micaandersongeneva@gmail.com (Miça Anderson) — Mon, 21 Mar 2011 09:44:00 +0100

It's Ok,I'm Ok.......
It's actually over,
I guess it's safe to say.
He likes someone else,
After,like,a day!
It's OK,I'm OK,
She's my friend,
But it's driving me around the bend,
That's it's over!
:'(

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Love

micaandersongeneva@gmail.com (Miça Anderson) — Tue, 15 Mar 2011 17:50:00 +0100

Him and I, a pair
Going places together
Us, never apart

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It's Happened!

micaandersongeneva@gmail.com (Miça Anderson) — Tue, 15 Mar 2011 16:20:06 +0100

Based on an ACTUAL,TRUE story!(see other love poems by me)
It's happened!
My dream has come true!
It's happened!
To me, not to you!
I told him of my longing for he,
And he told me who he liked.......me!
So now, I guess it's safe to say
That we're a pair
Day after day
But....he's a little shy
He doesn't people to know....why?
They'll make fun, he says
Who cares?I say,
When I'm caught in a daze
Of love!
It's happened!
I never thought it would!
And he is so nice(and his grades are good)
He's funny, and cute,and everything you want him to be,
And all of it likes ME!
Well, it HAS happened.
Yep,it really has.
And when this happens
I can't sit around,dazed as
A donkey
Make things work,
Put it together
And I'll assure you you'll be together for ever
(Or at least until the end of 6th grade)
It's actually happened,
I'm not lying,I swear.
And if you think we won't last,
I don't care
I'm as happy as a bird and
As cheerful as the sun
After this amazing event accured
And I just have one thing less to say, no more then a word......
HE'S MINE!

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Giggles

micaandersongeneva@gmail.com (Miça Anderson) — Thu, 10 Mar 2011 17:06:46 +0100

Fizzing up inside me
Ready to come out
The giggles built inside me
Come pouring out!
Whenever he says something nice
About my clothes, or my hair
I get the giggles, suffice
To say he is still standing there
I try to compress my giggles,
But they will not be stopped!
The tears of laughter in my eyes
They need to be mopped
Oh how I wish he would reach out and brush them away
Hold me close and he would pray
That would be together day after day
But until then
I'll always have the
GIGGLES!
(tee hee)

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Him and I.....?

micaandersongeneva@gmail.com (Miça Anderson) — Fri, 04 Mar 2011 20:45:43 +0100

When I'm with him.....
It's......
Heaven.
When he's not there,
I....
NEED to be with him.
His laugh, his jokes, his voice, HIM.
Him and I? Will it happen?
I hope it does.
Otherwise I'll sit here writing poems about it.
Doesn't he know I like him?Doesn't he like me back?
PLEEEAAAASSSEEEE like me back.
Oh, him.
Him and I.

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Shy

micaandersongeneva@gmail.com (Miça Anderson) — Wed, 08 Sep 2010 15:17:02 +0100

He is perfect.
He has
perfect nose perfect eyes
perfect hair and he doesn't tell lies
I really wish I could talk to him!
Oh my gosh!
Here he comes!
What should I do?What should I say?
Here he comes.
Here he is.
H e says,'Hey.'
I almost die!
He says,'You dropped this.'An d he holds out my disenfectant liquid.
Sigh...at least he knows I'm clean.
I would talk to him.
If only I wasn't so....
Shy.

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beautiful

judit@haikufeel.com (Judit Duran) — Thu, 15 Jul 2010 19:34:00 +0100

He says she has:
Beautiful hair,
beautiful nose,
beautiful feet,
beautiful rose.

Aaah! How beautiful she is,
my heart starts to quicken,
I feel like a chicken,
compared with her.

I want to marry her,
how much does she cost?
My parents won't let me,
but I really must.

She has a rose,
it is ready for me,
and one day I'll ask:
Roberta will you marry me?

ROBERT

by Judit Duran Calzada

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