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Words of sensual seeking, of pleasure giving, of kisses, of love found, or lost, or captured, or shared.
PLEASE leave a comment. Be a muse and leave an idea. Allow your sensual touch upon the keyboard, to resound in a comment brief or long.
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when a bad law exists
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Posted:Apr 8, 2018 5:02 pm
Last Updated:May 11, 2018 6:22 am
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when a bad law exists Whenever I hear of a school shooting and of the deaths which occurred and how a hero stood up and sheltered young lives losing their life in the process I do not celebrate their heroics I grieve their death for it is a bad law which forces good people to die heroically to protect the young
and...... let there be guns regulated and trained for hunting and sport but an AR15 and similar is neither an AR15 was crafted on a weapon built for war and death and if you take those weapons away and slow the pace of killing perhaps more good men and women will at the end of a day be alive to do good and not have cast their lives away being heroic for a moment due to a disillusioned unable to see another way out other than planning to appear in the media as the latest one whom we should ignore while offering thoughts and prayers for the good who were slain by allowing a bad law to continue unregulated and unquestioned by those who can vote for protections
for it is a bad law which forces good people to have to die heroically the potential good of their future years wasted.
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nothing has changed
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Posted:Apr 8, 2018 4:59 am
Last Updated:Apr 10, 2018 5:47 am
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nothing has changed You are here again and not drinking just staring as if to see deeper into these eyes nothing has changed since last you were here no Road to Damascus moment no one has passed a comment written a book sung a song to give you a sudden revelation life is still built one moment at a time one crime at a time one lie at a time one moment rolling into the next moment on a scaffolding of moments you might think you look older your skin more lined or the health kick has made you more taut and pristine but inside you are the same and always will be carrying your name seeking answers in me looking in so deeply for some hidden depth and yet the answers you seek me to have for the questions you hold looking for the bottom of knowledge and life of the soul striving from the gaze reflected for the answers I hold are the ones you already know staring into a mirror just shows you more of the less you are.
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Of Barbed Extreme / My Majestic Vengeful Queen
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Posted:Apr 6, 2018 6:08 am
Last Updated:Apr 8, 2018 4:37 am
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Of Barbed Extreme / My Majestic Vengeful Queen Forget the flowers and your skirt for we were made from earth and dirt set aside your pasteled nonchalance hop on board and take a chance let me taste sweat on your taut skin let our living passionately here begin sensual as a razor blade's bite you are the dark dream awake at night lips are full and lush and hunger as my fingers stroke moistness rising under you curl around me like a snake across my body your nails long rake and we shiver cry and at Moon scream our love is fierce and of barbed extreme no lambs of peace found in this romance we left the gentle road and took a branch leading to rivers fast and high and strong we will experiment even when things go wrong shall dare ourselves four times a day to find new kinks with which to play my hands will lift you up to take the loving you demand and make bruises the morning may find from kisses hard and always kind our passion as sled dogs strive harsh and fierce and so alive this loving breaks every vow only between us two do we allow this depth of passion from our souls lovers twinned in raw sensual goals as tasting your sweat and nectar sweet unleash the beast and build the heat a molten connection volcanic between me and my majestic vengeful Queen.
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A Brush of Lips
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Posted:Apr 6, 2018 5:00 am
Last Updated:Apr 8, 2018 4:40 am
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A Brush of Lips Brush of your lips on my cheek I hear the rush of this caress in the waves breaking on the shore of a pebble deep beach and how my blood rises a heat of molten gold within as your kiss across my cheek grazes sensations sinking deep within my skin a song inside me begins to sing without music or lyrics a tune of delicate estascy a flowering of desire and passion as your lips slowly tracking on edge of my own lips break and curl a warm Summer wave breaking across the entirety of my presence here and mind as all of me becomes attuned to you my lips meeting yours as leaves to the wind as rising swell of sea to the broken shore filling every niche and crevice of spirit a new breath filling all of my soul as your lips brush over mine catch and hold in sensual embrace this kiss from a brush of lips upon my cheek.
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eager live a life imperfect
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Posted:Apr 6, 2018 2:45 am
Last Updated:Apr 6, 2018 7:39 pm
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eager live a life imperfect Forget counting the minutes and hours know that Death downward glowers the time for living is not days weeks or years no time for holding tight your fears Time is brief from grave to birth so make every moment be of priceless worth as you need not live a life perfect just make it an imperfect life worth it head out and the world passionately grasp let those watching at your energy gasp we will all be dead far too long for any to remember our life as wrong dare live now and burn bright use every fragile day and every steaming night ignore scars gained from falling when running fast drown every heartache in deeper life vast look forward and move and devour every minute live as full as if an hour burn life's candle on either end and in loving never ever pretend for all the fakery cannot hide one day into ground we slide so lift your head even if full of tears live harder as mist of sorrow clears taste caress kiss and love chase for life must be lived in greatest haste for such a small thimble full we are given let's never waste our Time in not living.
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Performance Anxiety
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Posted:Apr 6, 2018 12:44 am
Last Updated:Apr 6, 2018 3:59 am
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Performance Anxiety Kisses sweet such a treat so quickly found our common ground together we can be such a certainty and yet as closer grow and you I better know a welling doubt grows inside often seems to coincide with the feelings deep a troubling feeling does creep what if it is not as good as we have got if things do not rise such an unpleasant surprise if anatomical state is found to be a mistake the desire be in place the pulse and heartbeat race and yet no action result perhaps a doctor consult on how to overcome these nerves for the beauty of your curves a hardness and strength deserves if we our love preserves be best some intimacy provide and yet seems on a great divide this anxiety of performance inability to make the horizontal dance oh what woe that would be if such a thing happened to we!
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Are you real???
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Posted:Apr 4, 2018 8:40 pm
Last Updated:Apr 6, 2018 12:12 am
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Are you real??? Are you real for it seems surreal to be viewing your breasts before we have ever met to be hearing what you like to do in bed with a bike before we have even kissed or shared a cafe table and the tales you tell of the things you do well a gourmet menu of erotic delights to consume many long nights so in order to bring a balance to the outspoken hungry glance smoldering from the screen I think I should also come clean and put up evidence of the true real me a photoshopped enhanced pic of my pee-pee.
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a mere breath of thought
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Posted:Apr 4, 2018 6:26 am
Last Updated:Apr 6, 2018 12:13 am
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In every breath we live, and love, and complicate.... for what is living and loving if not complicated - if not beautiful.
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At The Light Fall
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Posted:Apr 4, 2018 5:44 am
Last Updated:Apr 4, 2018 8:02 pm
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At The Light Fall In this light fall light across your face proud lips pink bright and eyes mischievous shine a heat of presence of thoughts entwined and hands grasping meet drunk as if by wine and kisses sensual share in the lighted shadows of our life hallowed so praise your light luminous you glow and song of our kisses a symphony emotional over our bodies flows sweet nectar of passion's kiss a wave of rising bliss blessed in light breaking and the light captures every curve and line the waves of life escaping you a universe present in our entwining two stars collapsing in each other's orbit irretrievably drawn into each others embrace and light golden and true.
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once was an easy game
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Posted:Apr 3, 2018 7:13 am
Last Updated:Apr 6, 2018 12:23 am
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once was an easy game These cluttered lives of love broken and re-mended shattered and re-joined fractured and glued beaten bruised and scarred these hearts still beat on against all of life's experience against storm and wind gale always bearing further passage bearing greater hope than evidence and years might provide that love can live trust earned not be spurned such a thin canvas of life onto which we paint love so easy to tear to poke holes in the image of love we hold dear and create in those we know in those we would know in those passed we knew when love was less a trial and once was an easy game.
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We that Watch
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Posted:Mar 28, 2018 7:40 pm
Last Updated:Mar 29, 2018 6:44 am
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We that Watch What gods are we that watch a world changing and in turmoil how close will we have to come to the end of the world begun will we even note the point at which is the tipping joint from there be all downhill no matter our power or will a world become uninhabitatible for those we all know the crops we sew will not food yield to feed the multitude I feel and the resources unavailable to attempt to eape to stars and populate empty Mars which we can fill with trash where Project X spaceships crash and are we gods to watch as all the world does catch into turmoil and trouble fall will n heed the call of oceans emptied of fish and more in hunger than we wish day the time will pass for watching will not last those we see in misery shall in time encompass you and me.
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one way looking glass
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Posted:Mar 28, 2018 5:40 am
Last Updated:Apr 6, 2018 6:22 am
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one way looking glass This is not a time for amateurs and in Life we are all amateurs till grief proper and raw instructs introduces us to the professional league of life all which went before is Wonderland and lies back through a one way looking glass you can close your eyes be numbness consuming you feel as if every cell is breaking and aching your every thought's existence a travesty for it marks your existence for true grief does not hit true grief does not amputate a limb true grief does not batter you instead true grief is your everything a throbbing ache in every moment a freezing of joy and happiness places you in frozen statis where every hurt is multiplied tenfold and the days stretch grey in a fog of silk threads constricting this grief impales and holds you the moment when grief incurred for a length of time unknown shall be one's constant companion and all the best sentiments all the very best of expressions of support and in support cannot help you carry the grief cradled deep within as much a part of you as your heartbeat the neurons firing in thought your very existence is grief and if in time you find the jaws of grief release and you can wiggle ever so slowly free know grief still remains a shell of barbed graphite beneath all you are and ever be in life you live and in moving beyond grief you truly know life.
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Spend A Longer While
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Posted:Mar 27, 2018 10:20 pm
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2018 5:44 am
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Spend A Longer While Slide thoughts of sunshine a coloured blazing blanket across your shoulders and smile makes me want to slow down spend a much longer while getting to know the someone within see if my own sense of attraction aligns with your own thoughts for there is more to world than sex there is compassion and passion desire and justice and fairness and being good in the bedroom doesn't mean someone wants to stay with you for all the time between and so how deep are your thoughts or how light your humor or dark black as a cemetery on a moonless night shake the pillars of society and positively not proper decorum how your thoughts race and we would work to embarass those less affectionate than ourselves with how we communicate our passion the lack of inhibition when outdoors how we seek to polish hard wood floors not recommended in better housekeeping always a risk of a splinter or bruising for hardwood floors really need cushioning and picnic rugs should never rest as a blanket on which to tryst upon a large angry ant nest or else the desire we will communicate is to from biting insects escape so as the Sun paints you gold and I think of what those light linens hold the body human sensual and real how you miss all moods away leaving only one of desire to stay how we both might play as I think to while time away much longer in your presence.
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