7.09.2008
Your Weekly Poem About Jonathan Taylor Thomas: Four
When I was thirteen, I wrote approximately 100 poems about my true love and soulmate, Jonathan Taylor Thomas (from the television show 'Home Improvement'). I present to you: Your Weekly Poem About Jonathan Taylor Thomas. In case you ever thought I was cool. Punctuation, 'form', and spelling are left intact: that's comedy!
Sorry this is late! My birthday was yesterday and I was a bit distracted. I hope JTT doesn't doubt my commitment.

Late
The clock blinks 1:31
And this morning I woke early
I'm more tired than ever
I wanna fall asleep
But you are all I can think of
Honey, you're the one
With you in L.A.
And me in Austin
These thoughts won't ever let me be.
Sorry this is late! My birthday was yesterday and I was a bit distracted. I hope JTT doesn't doubt my commitment.

Late
The clock blinks 1:31
And this morning I woke early
I'm more tired than ever
I wanna fall asleep
But you are all I can think of
Honey, you're the one
With you in L.A.
And me in Austin
These thoughts won't ever let me be.
Labels: jtt
6.30.2008
Your Weekly Poem About Jonathan Taylor Thomas: Three
When I was thirteen, I wrote approximately 100 poems about my true love and soulmate, Jonathan Taylor Thomas (from the television show 'Home Improvement'). I present to you: Your Weekly Poem About Jonathan Taylor Thomas. In case you ever thought I was cool. Punctuation, 'form', and spelling are left intact: that's comedy!

Classic Love
Passion.
Love.
Desire.
Need.
Caring.
The stuff of soaps
And romance novels
But what I feel for you.
They say love is gone
to Divorice courts and hate
But I still love you.
So many give up
Say it's too hard for me
But I won't ever give up on you
Classic romance
Is down the drain
But my dreams of flowers are all about you
Although, maybe I should say
You don't feel anything for me
But, hey, I still adore you.
True love lives on
Despite of what's around
Cause a girl dreams of you.

Classic Love
Passion.
Love.
Desire.
Need.
Caring.
The stuff of soaps
And romance novels
But what I feel for you.
They say love is gone
to Divorice courts and hate
But I still love you.
So many give up
Say it's too hard for me
But I won't ever give up on you
Classic romance
Is down the drain
But my dreams of flowers are all about you
Although, maybe I should say
You don't feel anything for me
But, hey, I still adore you.
True love lives on
Despite of what's around
Cause a girl dreams of you.
Labels: jtt
6.24.2008
Your Weekly Poem About Jonathan Taylor Thomas: Two
When I was thirteen, I wrote approximately 100 poems about my true love and soulmate, Jonathan Taylor Thomas (from the television show 'Home Improvement'). I present to you: Your Weekly Poem About Jonathan Taylor Thomas. In case you ever thought I was cool. Punctuation, 'form', and spelling are left intact: that's comedy!

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Why not?
Is it to much to ask
to hold your hand,
kiss your mouth,
hold you close,
feel your touch
Do I not deserve to
hear your voice
wear your shirt
mend your wounds
give you gifts
why can't we
watch a movie
hike together
see the sunset
travel the world
All I ever wanted was
to wear your ring
make you dinner
share your life
be together
-
'mend your wounds'?! Discuss.

-
Why not?
Is it to much to ask
to hold your hand,
kiss your mouth,
hold you close,
feel your touch
Do I not deserve to
hear your voice
wear your shirt
mend your wounds
give you gifts
why can't we
watch a movie
hike together
see the sunset
travel the world
All I ever wanted was
to wear your ring
make you dinner
share your life
be together
-
'mend your wounds'?! Discuss.
Labels: jtt
6.16.2008
Your Weekly Poem About Jonathan Taylor Thomas
When I was thirteen, I wrote approximately 100 poems about my true love and soulmate, Jonathan Taylor Thomas (from the television show 'Home Improvement'). I present to you: Your Weekly Poem About Jonathan Taylor Thomas. In case you ever thought I was cool. Punctuation, 'form', and spelling are left intact: that's comedy!

Why I Need Him
I would cry for help
But no one will answer
Which is why I
would cry for help
Family thinks me asleep
Friends are past curfews
Dog is resting
All I want is him.
I need his shoulder
I want his hand
I desire his lips
And
I connect to his soul

Why I Need Him
I would cry for help
But no one will answer
Which is why I
would cry for help
Family thinks me asleep
Friends are past curfews
Dog is resting
All I want is him.
I need his shoulder
I want his hand
I desire his lips
And
I connect to his soul
Labels: jtt
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