Chapter 5 - Poetry
_"i've written several love poems to cindy." he paused to catch his breath. "i've written a... about other, uh, feelings i've had, and others i've thought about. i, uh..., i even wrote a couple of them to sabrina."
Bound Ch.7: In the Ruins of All This Mess
Perhaps i will try to write him a love poem some day. for now, however... today i met with lunelei again. the silver dragon felt even more brusque and distant than our first meeting.
A Folded Bird
love poems? could anything be more pretentious? it was its own creature. and, once knowing it, once feeling it, once in love, you would never look the same again. never feel the same again. a gust of colder air.
Bahamut's Light: Chapter 44
Merlia cooed, “a love poem, a thanks?" “perhaps a song in his name?" krotos cocked his head. “it's a fucking bill!" lyndis tossed back her head laughing. “you can't be serious." arcturus groaned.
What I Know
Benji's a poet, and he writes me these love poems, but when i ask him what it feels like for him, or ... when i try to understand how his mind works? he gets all shy. like how rodents do.
Long Jump
"wasn't one of those romantic, candlelight, love poem ... mate-ships. not at first. it was more, like, yeah, we liked each other, and why not? but, now? i love her dearly. i mean, i always did, but it's mellower, now. and ...
Scales and Honor: The Shattered God: Chapter 27
Was it a loving poem that enacted a spell? or was it just a simple word to describe what it was, for a dragon that long since lost its sight?
The Rich and The Poor Part 8
Perhaps a love poem or maybe truer words of love than mine. i hope my drawings didn't put him off, maybe he didn't like drawings or maybe chibi drawings. i think the next drawings should be more realistic and exactly like us!
Demigod Chronicles Chapter 1: Curse of the Sunken City
I'll try to behave myself sis though your one to talk when for a whole week we had the guys from apollo cabin reciting love poems to you outside of our cabin." he said with a grin.
A Return to Greener Pastures
To think she crafted such a lovely poem that went far outside her comfort zone and just for me. and then marble pie... so soft and tender. naive yet deeply earnest. as if she was a princess living in exile.
A White Hearth's Warming
The first one i ever came up with was dear love poem, but then the name meadow dancer came to mind. and then gladesong caught my attention before i..." "hang on.