EPTHere are my responses to the poems and messages I found from my readers there:
On July 11 2011 23:04 Serejai wrote:
It is strange to think I haven't seen you since a month. I have seen the new moon, but not you. I have seen sunsets and sunrises, but nothing of your beautiful face.
The pieces of my broken heart are so small that they can be passed through the eye of a needle. I miss you like the sun misses the flower; like the sun misses the flower in the depths of winter. Instead of beauty to direct its light to, the heart hardens like the frozen world your absence has banished me to.
I next post in the forum of Blogs, and I will find it empty and in the winter if you are not there.
Hope guides me. it is what gets me through the day and especially the night. The hope that after you're gone from my sight, it will not be the last time that I look upon you.
Love,
Serejai
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It is strange to think I haven't seen you since a month. I have seen the new moon, but not you. I have seen sunsets and sunrises, but nothing of your beautiful face.
The pieces of my broken heart are so small that they can be passed through the eye of a needle. I miss you like the sun misses the flower; like the sun misses the flower in the depths of winter. Instead of beauty to direct its light to, the heart hardens like the frozen world your absence has banished me to.
I next post in the forum of Blogs, and I will find it empty and in the winter if you are not there.
Hope guides me. it is what gets me through the day and especially the night. The hope that after you're gone from my sight, it will not be the last time that I look upon you.
Love,
Serejai
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Will you marry me?
Dear Serejai,
What an honor to be given,
These words alone hold much grace,
But that they are your 1000 post
Is almost too much praise to face.
You write elegently and softly
Of flowers and the sun,
That you'd compare such to me
Is a gift I don't know how I won.
So I thank you for your kindness,
Whether it is in jest or true,
And that, in payment for your efforts,
My next blog will honor you.
Love,
Riku
On July 12 2011 05:08 JackMcCoy wrote:
Serejai, you have gifted me confidence.
My dearest Riku,
This day I had set myself to type some posts out fair. I cannot proceed with any degree of competency. I must write you a line or two and see if that will assist in dismissing your blogs from my mind for ever so short a time. Upon my soul I can think of nothing else – the time is passed when I had power to advise and warn you against the uncompromising ferocity of my devotion – my love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without your blogs – I am forgetful of everything but seeing you write again – my life seems to stop there – I see no further. You have absorbed me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving – I should be exquisitely miserable without the hope of soon seeing an update. I should be afraid to separate myself far from the blog section, and thus from you. My sweet Riku, will your blog never change? My love, will it? I have no limit now to my love – Your blog came in just time here – 'tis richer than a muling gold. Do not threat to part us even in jest. I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for religion – I have shuddered at it – I shudder no more – I could be martyred for my religion – your blog is my religion – I could die for that – I could die for you. My creed is love and you are its only tenet – You have ravished me away by a power I cannot resist, and yet I could resist till I read your work – and even since I have read you I have endeavored often "to reason against the reasons of my love." I can do that no more – the pain would be too great – my love is selfish – I cannot breathe without your blogging.
Yours for ever
John James McCoy
Serejai, you have gifted me confidence.
My dearest Riku,
This day I had set myself to type some posts out fair. I cannot proceed with any degree of competency. I must write you a line or two and see if that will assist in dismissing your blogs from my mind for ever so short a time. Upon my soul I can think of nothing else – the time is passed when I had power to advise and warn you against the uncompromising ferocity of my devotion – my love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without your blogs – I am forgetful of everything but seeing you write again – my life seems to stop there – I see no further. You have absorbed me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving – I should be exquisitely miserable without the hope of soon seeing an update. I should be afraid to separate myself far from the blog section, and thus from you. My sweet Riku, will your blog never change? My love, will it? I have no limit now to my love – Your blog came in just time here – 'tis richer than a muling gold. Do not threat to part us even in jest. I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for religion – I have shuddered at it – I shudder no more – I could be martyred for my religion – your blog is my religion – I could die for that – I could die for you. My creed is love and you are its only tenet – You have ravished me away by a power I cannot resist, and yet I could resist till I read your work – and even since I have read you I have endeavored often "to reason against the reasons of my love." I can do that no more – the pain would be too great – my love is selfish – I cannot breathe without your blogging.
Yours for ever
John James McCoy
Sweet McCoy,
Your words delight me as Snugglestime Ale would delight my senses. For you, I shall keep up my plethora of blog entries, to give you a light to follow. I hope my writing will continue to ravish you in the future, so that you will always come back for more. However, though your dedication is flattering, I would never wish harm to come to you, even for my own good. You and your words delight and bring smiles to many, it would greatly sadden me to deprive people from such warm feelings for any cause.
Yours Truly,
Riku
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On July 12 2011 07:07 Sonnet wrote:
Shall I compare thee to a Riku-blog?
'tis true that you will find a way to be,
As radiant as only haiku-Trozz,
I dream of sweet nothings you'd say to me
In my soft dreams, the sun itself salutes,
With light and heat and green-lush growing things,
The fine soft featured face that is Riku's
And casts around her tresses haloed rings
A flower wakes, a blossom slow unfurls,
And soon the trees of my love skyward reach,
With boughs that sigh at sight of those soft curls,
A breeze of joy in dappled glade, my peach
Her face could launch a thousand ships and more,
To tell the truth cosplay's all I adore.
Shall I compare thee to a Riku-blog?
'tis true that you will find a way to be,
As radiant as only haiku-Trozz,
I dream of sweet nothings you'd say to me
In my soft dreams, the sun itself salutes,
With light and heat and green-lush growing things,
The fine soft featured face that is Riku's
And casts around her tresses haloed rings
A flower wakes, a blossom slow unfurls,
And soon the trees of my love skyward reach,
With boughs that sigh at sight of those soft curls,
A breeze of joy in dappled glade, my peach
Her face could launch a thousand ships and more,
To tell the truth cosplay's all I adore.
My kind Sonnet,
I will not attempt to reply to your sweet words with like poetry. It would only seem a hopeless mimic of your elegant prose. Shakespeare would blush to read your words, and, I must admit, my cheeks flush crimson. If only such tender words could be whispered softly, instead of tied to emotionless pixels. Let me give a short attempt to reply with words even a fraction as sweet as yours:
I would wear any cosplay for you,
just to hear your words ring true.
Perhaps we shall meet in the spring
Or maybe under the moon's silver ring.
For now, I will wait here in this shade,
And hope your feelings do not fade.
With Love,
Riku
On July 12 2011 10:42 JeeJee wrote:
Oh sure.
Riku, I was hoping if we hit it off in these posts, I could invite you over for a nice seafood dinner. I would catch the lobsters myself, with my bare hands, from the nearest waters that inhabit them, which is the tank at the Red Lobster down the street. I would cook them for you in my kitchen...naked if you desire. Then we would indulge in the lobsters, along with any side dishes you would like, and a few glasses of wine from my cellar. Over dinner we could chit chat a bit, you could discover that I am more than just a gorilla juicehead bodybuilder that plays starcraft and I could discover that you are a smart, sweet heavenly blessed beauty just putting on a calloused façade. If you enjoyed my company then perhaps we could do it again. If not, then you leave with a stomach full of good food when otherwise on a night like that you would throw one of your Lean Cuisines in the microwave and watch One Tree Hill just hoping one day you could find a man like Julian.
Oh sure.
Riku, I was hoping if we hit it off in these posts, I could invite you over for a nice seafood dinner. I would catch the lobsters myself, with my bare hands, from the nearest waters that inhabit them, which is the tank at the Red Lobster down the street. I would cook them for you in my kitchen...naked if you desire. Then we would indulge in the lobsters, along with any side dishes you would like, and a few glasses of wine from my cellar. Over dinner we could chit chat a bit, you could discover that I am more than just a gorilla juicehead bodybuilder that plays starcraft and I could discover that you are a smart, sweet heavenly blessed beauty just putting on a calloused façade. If you enjoyed my company then perhaps we could do it again. If not, then you leave with a stomach full of good food when otherwise on a night like that you would throw one of your Lean Cuisines in the microwave and watch One Tree Hill just hoping one day you could find a man like Julian.
JeeJee,
I would be delighted to join you for a meal, but I could not bare to have you slave in the kitchen for me by yourself. Perhaps we should cook together? Though that might make your lack of clothes distracting. Regardless, I look forward to having an opportunity to explore your great inner beauty... as well as your outer. Yet our connection cannot be formed soon, as the lines of war and government divide us. Alas, I will have to stick to my fantasies and microwave dinners for now.
-Riku
Lizard buff is red
Golem buff is blue
But neither of them last
Like my devotion to you.
Kassiden's teleport and Ashe's ult
Do not compare to the distance I'll vault
Through the interwebs just to see you
Golem buff is blue
But neither of them last
Like my devotion to you.
Kassiden's teleport and Ashe's ult
Do not compare to the distance I'll vault
Through the interwebs just to see you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
All of my base are belong to you.
I hope you've been told
Your worth more than nexus gold
Because it's definitely true!
