To be
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Posted:Oct 3, 2007 12:25 am
Last Updated:Oct 31, 2007 12:10 am
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To be he
She
Wants to see
How it is
How it would be
If she
Could become him
And he
Could become she
She
Wants to get so deep
Inside of him
That he
Cannot see
Himself
Without seeing her
So he
Cannot find
Himself
Outside of
Her
So he
Cannot recognize
Himself
Outside
Of her
She puts her identity inside of him
He starts to see her in the mirror
He starts to feel like she's feeling
He starts to want her like she wants him
And he falls in love just like she loves him
Now she has him right where she wants him
He opens up the door and says come inside me
She engraves her image on his desire
Before she leaves she puts his soul inside her
He awakens from the dream to her atop him
She tells him that it's time for her to fuck him
She kisses him as deeply as the ocean
And once again the door begins to open
She looks into his eyes and she becomes him
The mirror can't decide and feels drunken
He's mesmerized and wants her to just fuck him
She looks at him his legs are spreading open
She's tripping in this new electric feeling
Her cock is quickly rising to the ceiling
She looks again his eyes say he's awaiting
She rushes as she mounts to penetrate him
She hardens as she pushes up inside
His screams of ecstasy fill up the night
His satisfaction becomes her obsession.
To permeate the force of her possession.
An orgasm then two and three and four
Still not content she keeps demanding more
The count is lost and time has been forgotten
Cosummation of dominion is begotten
She withdraws and she looks into the mirror
Her real self becoming ever clear
Her soul-light glowing like a wildfire
Her sex inferno burning even higher
She fucks him more and now she fucks him harder
She's reached so deep inside of him and now she's reaching farther
She's fucking with his mind
She's fucking with his soul
She fucks him till she knows he has
Achieved complete control
And then she pulls it out of him
And then she laughs aloud
Ejaculates and drowns him in
A flood of sexual power
She's bigger than the sky
She's higher than the moon
She's harder than a diamond
And she's worth a million too
She never will come down
She never will go back
She'll never accept anything
Less than everything and then
She still desires more
She craves to get much higher
She wills to grow a million fold
And set the world on fire
She never will accept
She never will conform
To pass through life anonymous
In an uninspired world
to be or not
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the watcher
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Posted:Oct 2, 2007 9:31 am
Last Updated:Oct 31, 2007 12:11 am
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Watching you watching your own reflection
Becoming one with shadows to avoid detection
Envious wanting to be object of your affection
But it would be a felony not observe this sensual lesson
So eagerly I sit back and attentively observe
As your hand slowly glides along your delectable curves
Taking its time admiring every inch of your voluptuous frame
The way your body trembles from each touch drives me insane
I imagine following the same path with my tongue
Anticipating the moment it and your love button becomes one
Your teeth sink into your bottom lip as a finger circles your areola
Your nipple stiffens just like my purple headed solider
I want you so bad yet still I want to see the finish of the show
Little by little your hand descends towards your divine meadow
Gliding over your mound before parting your delicious divide
Your finger glistening with your juices as it emerges from inside
Your moans play a beautiful melody for my ears
Indicating that your climax is ever so near
I can’t take it anymore I need to taste and feel your skin
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A million miles away
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Posted:Oct 2, 2007 12:54 am
Last Updated:Oct 31, 2007 12:12 am
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written and sung by, Adam Hood {if only I could write like this....}
Sharp pains in my soul,
No cars on this county road,
I can't stand to be..agoin home
I'm so mad I'm so alone.
I made some big mistakes,
I can't take back yesterday,
But it's hard to live this a-way,
when your heart is A million miles away.
I get tired and It makes me mean,
But cruel words aren't what you need,
and I know we both agree,
But some times life gets down on me.
And two hours on the inner-state,
I get tired and start to break,
and it feels like I done lost my faith,
that we can work it out.
There's a sharp pain in my soul,
no cars on the county road,
what I'd give to change my fate,
But you heart is a million miles away.
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Love
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Posted:Sep 26, 2007 11:38 pm
Last Updated:Oct 31, 2007 12:12 am
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Where smoke looms up from fire's grace,
my eyes envision your kind face
And the spirit in your eyes
they spiral into summer skies.
As heat and passion fill a night
with touches soft in vibrant light;
an artists hands, are fingers placed
with gentle care in lines you trace.
And could I play for you instead
the songs of love,to bring you here
to my bed.
To fill your need of passions bliss
or waite for the fire in your kiss
Then I, tight wrapped within it all
am captured blindly as I fall
in spiraled smoky heated flame;
a willing player in love's sweet flame
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Within your wake
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Posted:Sep 26, 2007 11:09 pm
Last Updated:Oct 31, 2007 12:16 am
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My restless mind seeks solitude
I search for a lonely place
where I can share my feelings with the wind
shouting them across the sky
A place where I can cry
without teardrops burning my eyes
but showing me clarity
I need silence to hear the beating of my heart
Seeing the reflection of my life in the still waters
I walk slowly, taking it all in
Breathing purpose into my lungs
I breathe out all negativity
All that I was
All that I am
All that I will be
I have found tranquility within this lake
within myself..... within your wake
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Draw you near
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Posted:Sep 26, 2007 10:57 pm
Last Updated:Oct 31, 2007 12:17 am
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I know you hear me call to you
Erotic whispers the still of night
Beckoning from the shadows
Misted out of sight.
Tell me what you ache for
Your desires I will sate
Drift deeper into slumber
In shadows I will wait.
For I am the watcher
Your dreams I create
You long for a Master
And you will be my fate.
I reach out to touch you
That's it, take my hand
To rid you of foolish shame
Is what I have planned.
I will take you beyond your fear
For me you will wear red lace
And when I slide deep inside
You will wear a smile on your face.
As my tongue parts your lips
I will stroke your thigh
Moving lower teasing licks
Watching your essence drip.
Touch yourself while I watch
Warm and moist, legs astride
Untamed and free
Just the way I want you to be.
Quickened breath ... whimpers low
Whisper softly in your ear
Tell the master what you crave
And I will take you hard my dear.
Alas my naughty little pet
You beg for me, dripping wet
I will hold you down, make you sigh
Drive you deep and fly you high.
You will call to me every night
For what you need is clear
I will beckon you with erotic whispers
You will beg me to draw you near.
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sometimes
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Posted:Sep 25, 2007 1:07 am
Last Updated:Oct 31, 2007 12:18 am
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Sometimes your blogs pluck a string,
in this poets heart a whispering memento
of how this all began, the 60s 70s 80s
an order in which we boomer's all grew up,
withdrew,
hoped,
dreamed,
lost,
recovered,
then lost again.
dream on boomer's
gods speed and back to plucking strings,
whisper this to a friend,
as a friend just whispered it to me....
Wish You Were Here (Waters, Gilmour)(Pink Floyd)
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
look back my friends you may find Waters & gilmour in my words as well as many more, the brothers gib, alice cooper, muddy waters,dianna ross,and many more, teachers all,life is an experience "Jimmy hendrix"
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That Place
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Posted:Sep 24, 2007 11:27 pm
Last Updated:Oct 31, 2007 12:19 am
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That Place
He walks past every day
looking but not seeing,
wanting but not knowing
searching with veiled curiosity.
He asks himself the question
he has asked many times before
What is it, what is 'that place'?
The walls thick, windows barred
the whimpers from within.
What is it, he really needs to learn.
The voices heard enticing
with pleasure in thier pain
What is it,what is 'that place'?
With a sudden rush of courage
he hard on the door
waits trembling on the quiet front steps.
It appears as though time stands still
leaving him frozen,
a shadowy silhouette
painted on the wall.
In a lightning bolt of movement
the front door swings open
he gasps,
his hands protecting his very frightened face.
Too late he hears the click,
the sound of something locking,
a thick band of steel across his neck.
Next a chain is visible,
one that leads him through the entrance,
his cries all but swallowed in 'that place'.
Suddenly he's kneeling,
fear filled eyes searching,
a sheen of sweat dripping
from his tangled mane of hair.
He feels the tug and stares up ,
at a woman whose worth respecting,
he hears the voice,
but never sees her smile.
Welcome to the dungeon boy
welcome to my haven.
There are no more questions,
he now has all his answers,
his future , his future was
'that place'.
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That feeling
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Posted:Sep 24, 2007 11:06 pm
Last Updated:Oct 31, 2007 12:19 am
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I don't think I've ever felt this feeling before.
How can I describe it?
It's like you gasp for air
and you feel it,
the life in the air,
sinking down inside your body. . .
pausing to flutter in your stomach,
then to tingle between your legs,
then rippling down to your toes and
back up and up
setting your spine on fire
as it flows towards your mouth to escape.
But the feeling stays -
the life inside your body
and everything that it means -
the "not-supposed-to" desires that it brings about,
the hidden yearnings that it finds,
the burning and the itch that it provokes.
Oh! I love that itch that she provokes.
The need to be touched,
to touch myself,
to feel. . .
to feel its power over me,
transforming me into a man that I've never been
but have always known.
A man who can run and jump and dance through the streets,
wearing only his confidence,
the rain falling. . .
dancing with him,
glistening off his body in the glow of the streetlights,
people watching
and wondering.
But he doesn't care. . .
because he's free.
Along with that strong assured man inside of me
is a small scared little boy
who slips a piece of candy from the corner store
into his pocket,
something he knows he shouldn't do,
but he wants it.
he wants to feel brave.
he wants the danger,
the risk of getting caught. . .
being found out.
he loves feeling what he should not feel.
But it scares him -
that candy in his pocket.
Oh the itch that she provokes.
I don't think I've ever felt that feeling before.
Not like this.
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Orchid
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Posted:Sep 22, 2007 12:00 am
Last Updated:Oct 31, 2007 12:20 am
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The orchid is spread open;
a sight too beautiful to ignore.
The man is drawn down for a closer look.
The fragrance pulls him in and he wonders,
does the scent taste as wonderful as the air he breathes in?
With a timid caress he takes a small sample;
The nectar pulls at him, tantalizing his palette
A second swipe is delivered,
more firm, more knowing, more hungry.
In time each lick becomes one that is driven by desperation.
The orchid begins to quiver and shake.
It becomes one with its admirer;
rising and falling with each breath that is stolen from the heat
of its stem.
Soon the lover of the flower can no longer contain themselves and
all is lost for the orchid.
Teeth begin to feast on the sultry petals,
absorb the shock of the collapsing leaves,
and just when all hope is lost, the orchid finds relief.
The devourer is there, comforting and coaxing out the honey that has spilled from its depths.
It is there to lick away the pain and calm the gentle jewel.
The stem shivers one last time and the roots ease up on their grip.
The orchid sighs in pleasure and waits to be admired again.
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Drinking you in
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Posted:Sep 21, 2007 11:47 pm
Last Updated:Oct 31, 2007 12:21 am
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Standing in the field
The autumn light silhouetting your form
Draped in white cotton blowing
Gently caressed with dust
Such a look
As you stared, backlit by gold
I saw a concentrated gaze
You inched your legs apart
Suddenly a warm look of relief began to soothe your eyes
As I spied the glimmering trickle streaming
From between your thighs
Like an elixir of life flowing from within
I stepped to you,
And reached under
Buckling under the spell
Of its’ wet warmth
Bringing my christened fingers to my lips
The musky popcorn scent
And salty taste
Brought me so close to you
You smiled as I sat gently beneath
Drinking you in
To me
love
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Poets plea.
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Posted:Sep 18, 2007 10:29 pm
Last Updated:Oct 31, 2007 12:21 am
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My love don't rend this pen
from my hand, that scratches
deep my dreams of you,
in the paper of my soul.
Don't blot the ink,
that courses through
my veins pumped from
the fire burning for
you in this dragons heart.
Don't silence the words
that ebb from my soul
and fall as indigo tears
from my eyes,to stain
this cold barren page.
open your heart,feel
there warmth and passion
for you, as they melt the
page and set afire your heart.
Whisper back to my longing ears,
sweet lines of love written,
here for only you,to caress my soul
and sate my passion,to savor on my
lobes, to shake my heart.
Don't take the sweet warm breeze,
of your love from neath this
dragons' wings,..
stay and let our
love soar in heavens'
grace among clouds
of silken bliss.
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WAVES OF LOVE
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Posted:Sep 18, 2007 8:00 am
Last Updated:Oct 31, 2007 12:22 am
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WAVES OF LOVE {for shywhisper2006}
Dreams of you and me
Making love on a deserted beach
Tranquil waters drifting around us
You squeeze my manhood
I roll over and tend to your sweet needs
Sweet scent of our sex fills the air
Passion and romance surround us
As we float away on waves of love
on passions lake, drowning in your eyes,
caressing your silky thighs,pasionate
shakes, vibrate through my hands to my heart,
as your sweet wine graces my lips and lingers
in my mouth.
my lust rises as the tides, as your moans
ebb thrugh my mind, as your love comes in waves
to sate my thirst, and calms the storm,in your
sole, I hold you close on the beach as the
silken waves consume us.
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