Chemistry
You fit like a glove around my hand,
Like the oceans water caressing the sand.
I cuddled your body like a teddy bear,
I felt you curly wavy hair.
I’m letting my memories now go to dust,
For this relationship,
was only heated in lust.
Not much more in the relationship store,
For it was missing it’s maturity core.
Written by Christina Sunrise Copyright 2011
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Only Chemistry
You fit like a glove around my hand,
Like the oceans water caressing the sand.
I cuddled your body like a teddy bear,
I felt you curly wavy hair.
I’m letting my memories go to dust,
For this relationship,
was only heated in lust.
Nothing more in this
relationship store,
For it was missing it’s
maturity core.
Written By Christina Sunrise in 1995
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Only Chemistry
You fit like a glove around my hand,
Like the oceans water caressing the sand.
I cuddled your body like a teddy bear,
I felt you curly wavy hair.
I’m letting my memories go to dust,
For this relationship,
was only heated in lust.
Nothing more in this
relationship store,
For it was missing it’s
maturity core.
Written By Christina Sunrise in 199
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Chemistry
You fit like a glove around my hand,
Like the oceans water caressing the sand.
I cuddled your body like a teddy bear,
I felt you curly wavy hair.
I’m letting my memories now go to dust,
For this relationship,
was only heated in lust.
Not much more in the relationship store,
For it was missing it’s maturity core.
Written by Christina Sunrise for www.purplepoems.com
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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My Teddy Bear Is More Fun
Why be in a relationship made in “hell”,
I could be making spells on Mel.
Why fight over “emotional poison” buried in a partner’s head,
I rather make 'poison spells” on a Krendoll doll instead.
I could be playing with someone who is FUN for me,
Like a dog, a puppy or a child climbing trees.
Yes, if your drama bag is all you have to share,
I’d rather be PLAYING with my Teddy Bear.
The End…
Written Jan.3rd 2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Based On Lies
Who wants a relationship based on lies?
Two people masquerading around in disguise.
For it is illusion based on fear,
which soon is worse then _______with flies.
So, next time you come across a liar,
cut your ties fast,
no relationship based on lies can last.
Written By Christina Sunrise On December 18,2011
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I’d Rather Play With My Teddy Bear
Why be in a relationship made in “hell”,
I could be making spells on Mel.
Why fight over “emotional poison” buried in a partner’s head,
I rather make 'poison spells” on a Krendoll doll instead.
I could be playing with someone who is FUN for me,
Like a dog, a puppy or a child climbing trees.
Yes, if your drama bag is all you have to share,
I’d rather be PLAYING with my Teddy Bear.
The End…
Written Jan.3rd 2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Delusional Relationship
You were trying to find the bad,
and I was trying to find the good,
I was hoping maybe you were stable,
You said I should…
“Do this to make you happy,
accuse me of this-
to justify your right.
Right because you were guilty of
doing the things you accused me
of doing in the deep of the night.
Right in your delusion of what you
thought I was, but in reality you never
Knew,
and you never will.
For the fantasy of me
is what you really knew.
Be done with this Delusional
Relationship and bury it like a dead corpse,
for you can’t dig up a dead relationship
filled with regret and remorse.
The relationship was never really alive,
so why even justify?
There was never a chance from the the start,
all the manipulative games you did kept us apart.
The End.
Copyright 2006 & 2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Jim’s Mad
On New Year’s Eve,
While Sue was asleep,
Skunky became a stealing creep,
He stole a silver corkscrew that was cheap,
For it was only a dollar at the dollar store,
Skunky tried to say it was soo much more.
Yes, he told his 'made up lies' to Sue,
Saying 'it only came in the colors of red or blue,
They don’t make the silver ones anymore, '
But that’s not what Jim said,
as he shook his head
'Why he stole from me
I’ll bonk him in the ________'
Written by Christina on Jan.16,2011
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Gecko Named Curly Tail
Looking down on the ground
Curly Tail the gecko waits
without a sound.
I say "Hello honey-how are you?
Where are your kids this afternoon?
Then when I leave the door
Curly Tail's offspring
is scampering once more.
Curly Tail waits for me
on the black mat—
It's like he knows where I am at.
He knows when I leave to go far,
he knows when I get out of my car.
Thanks Curly Tail for waiting for me-
see you later by the tree.
Written by Christina Sunrise on July 4,2012
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Summer Of 95
Suntanned face with chiseled nose,
lanky body with skin aglow.
Little did I know,
We become fast friends on the go.
Yes, dancing, drinking till 2 am.
We became the best of friends.
That was the summer of 95,
We both turned 29.
On your birthday you rented a limousine,
Cruising down downtown Minneapolis making a scene.
This was the summer I worked at the casino
making alot of doe.
Chucky was also alive in summer of 95.
Now I digress and do confess,
This was a fun summer I do like best,
You even said I’m not like the rest…
that I’m not like I’m from the Midwest.
Maybe I’m more like a Jersey girl,
just need some more curly curls.
Thank you my Brazilian friend
we had fun up till the end.
Thansk for the memories
your secrets are safe with me.
Written on Feb.7,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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You’re Found Out
I remember the day we both met,
it’s a day I long since regret.
You looked I at me and said it’s so,
looking at your eyes I didn’t know,
that you were already my immortal foe.
Now you played your cards really tight,
letting me believe everything you said was right.
Believing every word,
even the unquestionable and absurd.
Even when Dave was on to you,
you said 'he ways angry and
his words were not true.'
In the end it all comes out,
you were caught without a doubt.
Written Feb.4,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Gecko Meets Me
I told a gecko telepathically
“I wish I could once touch thee,
I looked at my hand and instantly
gecko was there,
really soft and light as air.
Gecko was very smooth and cool,
like water in a swimming pool.
Then gecko jumps off my hand
just like that as fast as he can,
Hopefully gecko is safe at home,
over by the flowers and gnomes.
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 30,2011
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Better Than Sunshine
Thoughts of you
are better than sunshine,
and sweeter than
cherry wine.
If I want to be happy
I think of you
in my mind,
then I feel fine.
Memories is
all that will be,
once we are
gone—you & me.
That’s once we are gone,
gone to the other side,
where everything is
just Divine.
So let’s make a memorie
that brings only smiles,
for they are better to
remember all the while.
Written on April 10.2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Pisces Moon
Mastery of illusion and mystery of Neptune,
I become a mermaid by the light of the moon.
Yes, Goddess of the Sea,
I create a beautiful world when I dream.
I dream of swimming with my colorful scales,
through the green oceans I swish my tail.
Swimming with the dolphins, the sharks and whales too,
I swim following the light of the moon.
My emotions stir when I see a merman,
He is stranded on the sand.
I help by throwing him some seaweed,
I know this will save him yes, indeed.
Now we are both happy swimming out to Sea.
(Written by Christina Sunrise on Aug.2, 2011)
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Dishonesty Ruins Relationships
To have a relationship trust is first
some people can take your honesty
and use it to hurt you at worst.
For they are deceiving at best
they use your honesty as a weakness.
They are essentially users and want to play a game
they have their motives which usually are insane.
Very sad when they do their deeds
especially to a Light Worker for their karma
is worse to a larger degree.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 30,2012
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Save The Oceans And Save The Seas
Oil and water do not mix,
this oil slick has no quick fix.
The dark black goo not only affects me and you,
but SEA LIFE in our OCEANS too.
We must STAND UP for all LIFE under the SEA,
or there won’t be any left in our ECOLOGY.
Save the OCEANS and save the SEAS,
or the SEA CREATURES have no DESTINY.
This oil mess was made by greed,
we must take the LEAD
in cleaning up the GULFSTREAM.
We must STAND TOGETHER all of as ONE,
as one people UNITED under the SUN.
This is our PLANET that we all SHARE,
with other LIVING creatures
WHO need our LOVE and CARE.
We must pray for the sea’s mammals, fishes and BIRDS too.
We must all PRAY TOGETHER me and YOU.
Save the OCEANS and save the SEAS,
for the SEA CREATURES to have a DESTINY.
Written By Sue Chevalier for Christina Sunrise and her websites
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California Here I Am
Californian here I come,
My dreams have just begun.
I can’t wait to jump on board,
Like a knight with a sword.
I will win this battle cry,
Like many times I had to die.
For what I believe in and then some more,
I can’t wait to see what’s in store.
For I can no longer can turn back,
I have no choice, I’m right on track.
The rainbow is on the other side,
That is where I will find,
All the jewels awaiting me,
Bringing me to my Victory.
Written Jan.14th 2011 by Christina Sunrise
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I Am One
I am the wind,
I am the sand,
I am the chocolate
that melts in your hand.
Yes, I’m all these things and more,
I am the inspiration that makes you sore.
Yes, I am God, I am in everything,
even the voice in which you sing.
Written By Christina Sunrise on January 24,2012
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Vengeful Psychic
There once was a psychic who loved to chat,
She made up lies to Christina, saying this or that.
See, psychic needed more money and she wanted revenge,
So she started telling lies to all of Christina's friends.
Then of course she told Christina the biggest lie of all,
She told Christina to date Skunky and suck on his balls.
Skunky was of course the worst creep Christina had ever met,
He was a liar, a cheat and even did theft.
But in the end, Skunky became the psychic’s friend…
Stalking her on the internet.
Then of course psychic didn’t know,
She emailed Skunky photos of her 'island with no snow'.
But as soon as Skunky telephoned psychic a thousand times X 2,
She quickly ended it with Skunky and said they were through.
Now, Skunky had no redeeming qualities as of yet,
But his stalking the psychic made Christina very upset,
And it made Christina think “who is the one I’m worse off to have met?
Well, they are both really scummy just the same,
Playing on Christina’s good heart like a volleyball game.
But Christina won out over both of them,
Making rhyming peeve poems is the best revenge.
Written on Jan.20,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Lost Poems
When I was a child about the age of 5,
I wrote a ton of poems late at night,
I gave them to my school teacher
who thought they were great,
but I never did see them again to this date.
My mom tells me I became despairingly mad,
then I became really sad,
which then made me cry and cry,
so to make up for lost time,
and also before I lose my mind,
I write Purple Poems that really do rhyme.
That my friend is what you will find,
when reading Purple Poems from Christina Sunrise.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.6,2011
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