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Favorite Perfume/cologne?

Whats your favorite perfume/cologne?

Mine is probably Juicy couture,Burberry the beat,and this one escada pefume.I think its called sunset heat...that and anything vanilla-y

i Love:

Fantasy,
Curious,
Delicious
all of Ralph Lauren's
Juicy
and Daisy

We have always lived

in the shadow of the volcano,

looming on the horizon,

like a sleeping, smoldering furnace,

like a fierce warrior-

that suddenly promises to rise

beautiful, billowing smoke rising gracefully,

ascending-

from within its folds,

clouds of escaping heat,

earth's boiling overloads

in the morning,

Dawn-

painted powder blue,

charcoal gray

in the evening,

Sunset-

painted gold hues,

end of the closing day

the volcano hasn't erupted-

in many years,

but still my heart

has lingering fears

when the roof was once-

covered in ash,

I wasn't sure

the city would last

like a voice from the past,

like my heart beating fast,

like something I can never forget

but the head of the volcano

returned to its shell,

and the town we have grown to love

remained-

us as well

we have always lived

in the shadow of the volcano,

every morning I rise,

eat breakfast

go to school

I always lift my head on the way,

to see if the mountain

is hot or cool,

when I disappear

into the walls where I study all day,

I worry sometimes

considerably-

how long we can continue

to live this way

we have always lived

in the shadow of the volcano

when I eat my tortillas for lunch,

yellow, white or blue corn,

I hope and pray we are on this earth

for a long time-

I hope to see

the Mexican sun

continue to shine

I dream of being a doctor one day,

-and I would help all of the children,

someplace very far away

the town that goes about its business-

busy hive of bees,

but in the air is a smell-

strangely unique

the city at times

is most serious,

twitching like a baton,

conducting a song

strange and mysterious

an eagle ready to dive-

a baby ready to cry, sharp-

like the cutting of a knife

the volcano reminds me

of the preciousness of life,

of using each day wisely

the turning hand of time

we have always lived

in the shadow of the volcano

I stay in this town

because I have nowhere else to go,

it is our only home.

Popocatepetl, Mexico

Dawn of a New Discovery: Inspiring World Poems
This is a small collection of poems, original and from several sources, that is hoped to inspire interest in writing and reading poetry. The poetry presents a kaleidoscope of ideas concerning lands, spirituality, children and youths, oppression and violence, school life and struggles, as well as painting a picture of hope.

Dawn Discovery-World Poetry

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• Quorum Antonio Puig

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