That Boy With Glasses: Archive

February 2011

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January 2011

Anonymous asked: (Last one... I hope you liked 'em.)

Tell me a story, he asks.

What kind of story?, the answer.

Any kind will do. I just want to hear your voice.

these words form, but do not make a sound.

What kind of story?

The question echoes through the room,
searching for an answer.
In the haze it finds...

Jan 27th

Anonymous asked: January whisked me up in its claws
trapped me with frozen post-midwinter jaws
I struggled against its pate to break free
Till finally it dropped me into the sea

February's fins flapped fiercely forward
Leading me through oceans shoreward
Through seas cold and mild continued this race
yet none bore the warmth of your kind embrace

Jan 27th

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Anonymous asked: For although you may constantly deny
the truest praise I give to thee
I will repeat myself and by and by
I know that you'll come round and see
Amazing serves more than just as a word
and awesome more than just a sound
therefore I state both of these undeterred
in hoping you are proper crowned
with acclamation that does suit you well

I did this. I was laughing so hard when I woke up.

☐ Single. ☐ Taken. ☑ WHOVIAN.

Jan 24th

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Jan 23rd

Anonymous asked: (Dear Boy With Glasses,
remember when I said all you had to do was ask? :) )

Everything starts with a crack in a wall
and soon a strange man in your yard he will fall
He'll tell you, "You're special!" He'll take you with him!
In his small blue box, it's bigger within!
He just needs some time to fix it anew

Anonymous asked: I'm making you a box of hugs
that I will send to you;
For when you're feeling not yourself,
for when you're feeling blue.
I'll wrap it up all nice and tight,
with bubble wrap and all,
The plastic serves to ensure that
hugs won't break if they fall.
For hugs are fragile, don't you know?
They do bend and...

Jan 23rd

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Jan 23rd

Anonymous asked: I think I shall write you a poem a day
Just for a week, to see what you say.
If ever you ever do want me to stop
Just say the word and my rhymes I'll turn off.
I've got two days down, and five more to go
So just hang around, on you I'll bestow
Sweet silent lines to suit a sweet boy
I hope that my words don't move to annoy

Jan 22nd

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POKEMON

juslau: onlysotoyaoi: beyond epic :O

Anonymous asked: Sweetness from your lungs escapes
and stokes the fire of my brain
Hence I do refuse the blame
of giving credit to my name
These words are yours and not my own
that do breathe with your sweet tone
You are the poet, I am but a scribe
Speak you with dark, mischevious eyes
I catch the words that to me you send
(Your fault entirely that...

Jan 21st

Anonymous asked: If you were a tree,
how tall would you be?
If I took the time,
and on you did climb,
Could I see out to England?
Could I look out to sea?
And if stricken by force
how long would you stand?
All depending, of course,
on the species affined.
'Fore pray do tell me,
What would be your kind?
Would it be rosewood or...

Sometimes, my friends are amazing

Carlos: LOL, some people find it a little Harmful.
Timothy: Do you really? =(
Timothy: It's only cos I saw you were online.
Timothy: I'd never hurt you on porpoise
Carlos: Well those Manatees are very judgmental
Timothy : I r sea Cow, hear me moo

You know what that means! QUESTIONS!! Show me some love, I will Answer them when I get off work.