Free Thoughts~on One word...

RhymeFairy said:
Life

ever wonder what life has to bring
what offerings are upon the wind
sadly life gets complicated
at times
one must do
what they think is best
for all involved

still ya have to wonder
have to glimpse
that small portal in time
when life could have
should have
been what you wanted


Hey, that poem was for me!
 
Candles flickering low, upon chocolate ruffled cake.
Many an hour has passed, no phone call has come in.
The red sash pulled closed, curtains tied.
Tears run down a puffy red face. The hour is late.
Time must have gotten away from him, again.

Once he threw all his work in a bag, rushed home,
and kissed me breathless. Cake was everywhere.
Our bodies dripping, in our hair, all over the bed.
His favorite, always chocolate.

Blowing out burning candles. Stepping into
my nightie. Diving into bed. Reminiscing on a time,
he has forgotten. Wondering when all the calls
stopped. When I became less important, in his eyes.
What happened, to "us."

We met two years ago, in the bookstore,
down on the corner. He grabbed my papers,
mistaking them for his own. Or so, he said.
Passing notes back and forth, like school
children. We laughed and scribbled out
our dreams, our past, and what we hoped,
our future...

Meetings at the bookstore, slowly turned
to dates in the park. Strolling hand in hand,
feeding the squirrels, picnics, under the old oak,
near the baseball field.

Exchanging letters, calls and dates. Touring
the city together. Taking in all the "Hot" spots.
Never, has time flew so fast. A wonderful time is
Spring...to fall in love.

Meeting the parents, what a wild experience.
Watching his sisters' son on Friday nights.
So she could go to "girls night out." Popping
popcorn on cold winter nights. Slow snuggles
in front of the fire. So lost, in each others eyes.

Soft sun brightened days full of laughter
and fun. Long passion filled nights, under
the moonlights dutiful gaze. Delightfully
wicked time, wrapped together as weeks,
turned into months.

Holidays, birthdays, every weekend.
Spent shopping and playing. lovingly
together... We could never take our eyes off
each other. Heat surrounding us, like the dessert sun
radiating down, kissing the glistening sand dunes.

Commitment...
Well, it as never mentioned. I just thought, one day.
So what has happened? Lying here
coldness surrounds. Wispy thoughts
of remembrance, what could I have done?
What transpired, happened...

I remember, Monday he called, begging
to come over tonight. "Wednesday" he said,
was the only "free" night left for him this week.
He sounded excited, boyishly exuberant...

Fingers flicking along black lace nighty. Lost
in thought. Shadows appearing on the darkened
wall. Moon shining through a white window pane.
Tree swaying outside the windows edge...
 
clouds dreams stars

sweet summer passion

Two lovers meet.
As the summer moon shines down.
Thoughts of love life and all that has happened in there lives.

Hearts beat as one.
Kissing, cuddling and hugging on a blanket it the middle of a field of tall grass.

Shall we?
Do we dare?
What if we get caught?
Its been so long.

We make love.
White hot like a million shooting stars.
As the night dew falls on naked skin.
Steam rises from the entwined lovers.

Exhausted as if feeding on each others souls.
Wrapped in each others arms in the warm embrace of destiny.
Two hearts bound by dreams.

The stars witness our heavenly union.
Moonbeams through the clouds cast the silhouettes of lovers,
and love reborn.
 
A sweet lil ride, ridden on the knees
of the swallow. Taking one's time,
tasting the wine. Nectarous love
sliding down, passions spurts,
tongue bound...

:kiss:
 
Tranquility

tranquility
what a word
turn of phrase
tranquility sets in

taking my breath
feeding my soul
withholding nothing back
full throttled force
of want and need

take my body
command
all that is yours
leave nothing

all i am
is yours
to do with
take, and be
all you ever wanted
needed

for i want you
with a fierce passion
to posses
all that you are
take your sweet lil ass
in hand
cover your nipples with
slick tongued kisses
ride you

breathing is not optional
forcing my will
wanting to
rock you
love you
sex you
all day, night,
week, month
long

never will i stop
this power
is mine to have
to love you
without interruption
to take all
that is mine
to be with you

tranquility
sets in
evoking images
of hot need
loving
scalding kisses
longings no longer
dormant
for my love is here

tranquility sets in
tranquility takes over
tranquility erupts
tranquility...

:catgrin:
 
tranquility?
silence following the
last ignored ring
of a whining telephone




Great words RF. I had to read it several times. I think my monitor glass steamed up.
 
Tranquility the foolish state of contentment. That you feel while standing on the highest mountain peak, admiring the view. Right before some SOB rips the carpet from under your feet!
 
Forgotten Times

tell me of forgotten times
horses.... deer ... hopping through
beautiful prairie land
stretching to forevers end

spell casting sunsets
flowing rivers
fish jumping in the pond
tranquil days end ... flowing

ice cream sundaes dripping
cherries so ripe,
exploding on the tongue
chocolate smears,
across smiling child's face
childish laughter,
rippling over the soul

ball games in the park
swinging high ... free
picnics under the trees
contentment everlasting

reading late at night
snuggling deep into the blankie
soft music flows
aloneness ... so giving
 
OK Peoples,

Got a new word for ya....

*** Want***

So tell me,
what cummes to mind?
What devilish thoughts are you hiding?
I really have to know....

can I have a lil peak at what your hiding?
Your wants are what I require...

Gonna give'm to me?

*winks* and grins*

Happy writing~

:kiss:
 
What I Want~


Seduction in mind,
not a slow sweet love.
A good hard fucking,
is what I want!

Need
Demand,
from you!

Can you feel me sliding into bed?
Fingers roaming,
grasping your hair.
Taking your head in my hands,
long
hard kisses baby.

Just like you want...

Yes,
I know you want it.
As I do, it's in the air.
Your converting looks.
Hot,
Sexy lingering looks baby.

Bodies rising,
meeting.
Hot,
cock hardness encountering,
wet, clinching womanliness.

Riding is what we love.
Grinding down on you,
Till you scream your release.
Your surrender is a given.

I want all of you.
Now!

Right fucking now!!

Inside me,
riding, sliding
stroking
till we both beggg.

Yes baby, you will beg...

Beg for me.

More,
of what I can give you.
Do to you,
Beg for my
hot honey,
sliding over...
In
Out
over your stiff hard cock.

Yes its mine!
Mine to have.
Anytime
Anyplace I want.

I want it now!

You,
Now
on your knees boy!!
It's time,
to play
love,
screw...

Whatever you want baby.

I have it all.
Now,
give me what I want~!!


*WHIP SNAPS*~

:devil:
 
Freedom for me,
is different from you, I suppose.
One has to ask themselves
what do I want to be free from?

There is the question of history.
What is means to be an American.
To be free in these, United States.

Freedom of speech for instance.
I can say whatever I want.
I can stand on the front lawn,
shout it from the rooftops.
Except in a slanderous way,
of course...

We get to vote, for our Government officials.
Work for equal wages, and so many other
more important things.

When I personally think of freedom.
I get an image of being myself.
Free to do as I want with my life.
Free to be me...

Raise my children in a safe environment.
Happy, carefree is what I want for them.
No guns, knives, bulling, or violence
of any kind.

Free to practice my own religion,
whatever that may be. Or not,
'tis my choice. Freedom to choose
what I will, or will not, watch on TV.
Silly to you maybe, freedom
to me.

I wanna smoke a cigarette.
While driving down the road.
So I can. Wonderful thing freedom.

What will I eat. Salad, or beef
tonight? How about running
for president? I can, ya know.
Yet I choose, (at this moment, that is)
not to. See what a girl can do?

So many choices in this life to make.
One must know what they "really" want.
So take your time. Think all things through.
Decide what "freedom" really means to you...
 
Freedom To Me

Freedom to me
is unlimited choice,
my decisions are mine
and it is my voice.

The freedom to shout
whatever I please,
to sing and to dance
in sweet harmony.

The power to live
as I want to be,
free of constraints
with my family.

It may all sound simple
innocent and carefree,
but living like this
is freedom to me.

Great Word :rose:
 
Great stuff Jennifer, I love it~!!!

Better than mine, me thinks...lol

I was gonna go a whole differ way,
yet the 4th pulled at me~ :D

Ok What new word?

AnyOne wanna Jump In????~~~~ :cool:
 
Tie Me Up~

Could you tie me up.
Whip me into submission.
Clout every thought,
with a temperas longing.

I wanna learn it all.
So please tie me up.
Pour it into me.
Mix all your worldly thoughts,
needs, wants into this form,
of me.

I see you watching me, with desire.
To fix me, you say. I will allow it.
If you tie me up, that is.

Chain me to this wall of pleasure.
Cuff me with a featherous palm.
Stick it to me, hard ... strong.
Chaff me up, hanging within sight.

Melt your oils of wordy words,
upon me. Let me be the picture,
to which you paint. Stroke me,
with laughters' lusty limpets.

Breeze me with whispering stanzas,
of passion, adore, desire ... need.
I want to feel your breath of form,
imagine your flow on my body of write.

So tie me up.
Love me, with your words,
of art. The clock ticks.
Sand trickles, through the glass.
I wait for you, to tie me up...

:devil: :kiss: :catroar:
 
swift~

I need you hard,
swift.
Take me on,
a lil trip.
To the edges of reality.
The plateau of forever.

Bury your shaft,
long
deep.
Planting your seed,
of eternity, within.

Ramming ...
Suckling
we slide away.
Frantically groping.
Sweat, slick bodies.
On top I ride.
Wild, free.

From behind,
baby I love,
how you take me.
Run your tongue,
long, slow ... licks.
As mine swirls,
feeding off you.

Deep moans,
penetrating the air.
As we take turns,
doing
the shake down.

Rock with me.
Pulverize me.
Is this too much,
to ask...

:kiss: ~~~ :catroar: ~~~ :catgrin:
 
~Wall~

against the wall
thrown on the bed
biting-scratching
having my way

long slow kisses
hard wet licks
groping your cock
'tis my fondest desire

emerging wails
a soulful duet
locking bodies
hard
so damn wet

come on love
don't give up now

against the wall
hard
rough
tasting free-fall

on the bed
screaming
ramming
bouncing tits
long
wet slides

gliding
my honey pot
seeping
dripping
groans of desire
spewing
orgasmic splattering
to the wall...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

ok so I could not resist...
promise to be *good* next time~

*fingers crossed* :kiss:
 
RhymeFairy said:
against the wall
thrown on the bed
biting-scratching
having my way

long slow kisses
hard wet licks
groping your cock
'tis my fondest desire

emerging wails
a soulful duet
locking bodies
hard
so damn wet

come on love
don't give up now

against the wall
hard
rough
tasting free-fall

on the bed
screaming
ramming
bouncing tits
long
wet slides

gliding
my honey pot
seeping
dripping
groans of desire
spewing
orgasmic splattering
to the wall...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

ok so I could not resist...
promise to be *good* next time~

*fingers crossed* :kiss:


mmmm mmmmm good
 
Electrified~

pouty mouth
pleading

moist wetness
transcends

taking control

erupting

lightening bolts
spearing within

searing deep
whirling around

slamming grips
milking waves

biting hard
tightfisted spasms
spew forth

evoking bliss
bubbling over
ecstasy electrified

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

ok I could not resist~
err sue me~

*grins an giggles*

what a day huh~
Happy writing to all~ :catroar:
 
free thoughts... got a dime? *grins*

Quiet often I find myself at a crossroads in life. A time for me as a person to make the decisions in life, well quiet frankly... I do not want t make. So many things in life bring pleasure ... and pain. So when these hard times come. It really hits home what and who is important in your life.

Often, again life plays a pretty critical role in the decisions one makes. You can take what you can outta life, add to it ... get your end result. Only hoping it was what you were striving for in the first place.

War ... Bombing ... Starvation ... Homelessness ... Domestic Violence ...

Children ...

Let me say that again, for emphasis ... Children ....


Do all these people .... Me included, all of us realize what, and how these things effect our children? Sometimes it is the right time. When one must take a stand, for the children.

I am soo hurt, and brokenhearted over all this violence. In the streets, our schools, yes our very own neighborhoods. The *family neighborhood* in every American town across the United States ... And ya know what?

Beyond.

This is a far reaching problem. We as parents, friends, neighbors, just good American people, need to be thinking more of our children and how all this is effecting them. So mush worry, defeat echoing across the whole worlds children. So many children one could never count them all. I am talking about how all this violence in the world is shaping, and transforming the children all over the world. Not just here in our own backyards.

Remember what it was like for you growing up? Did you always feel safe? Secure? Loved? What I ask is this....

Remember the children. Try and make a better impact on their lives. Show them that you care about their feelings, what worries them, and even their safety. If you can make a difference in one child's life, then why not do it?

Smiles ... Huggs ... Talk ... Encouragement ... Support Of Feelings....

Gracious, I am sorry for rambling. I just am worried about how all this evilness that we see everyday is going to end up effecting our children. I saw the PICS on the *Hey Poets* thread.

They are Riveting ... Heartbreaking... So Sad...

Just try and remember. We as adults bring these children into this world. They do not ask for anything. Except to be loved. I just had to get my two cents out there. Even if it is on my own thread, lol...

Anywho... Be Good. Thanks for listening ... and

Happy Writing~

Me~
 
ok i could not resist, yet again ... * Posted*

The Children


So many things in life bring pleasure ... pain.
When these hard times come. It hits home.
What ... Who is important in your life.

War ... Bombing ... Starvation ...
Homelessness ... Domestic Violence ...
Children ...

Let me say that again, for emphasis

"Children "

Do all these people .... realize how
these things effect our children?
It is time, to take a stand, for them.

I am so hurt ... brokenhearted.
All this violence. In the streets,
schools, our very own neighborhoods.
The *family neighborhood* in every
American town across the United States.
Guess what?

Beyond ... even that.
This is far reaching problem.

We as parents, friends, neighbors,
just good American people. We need
to think more ... of our children.
How this effects them. So much
Worry ... Defeat ... Echoing across
the whole world.

This violence is shaping ... transforming
our children. Not just here, in our own backyards.

Remember ...
What was like for you growing up?
Did you always feel safe? Secure? Loved?
What I ask, is this....

Remember the children. Make a better impact
in their lives. Show them you care. About their
feelings, what worries them, even their safety.
You Can make a difference.

Smiles ... Hugs ... Talk ... Encouragement ...
Support Of Feelings....

I just am worried. All this Evilness...
Is effecting our children. Remember.
We adults bring these children into
this world. They do not ask for Anything.
Except ... To be loved.



~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


* Special Thanks to Art, Tess, and Angeline.
For their encouragemnt and support.
I know I still *told* - yet I do believe
it is Painted very clearly, what is on my mind.
I am Happy with that. Thank You, my Friends~
 
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I wrote this on the other thread
but when I saw this thread I knew I
had to drop by and drop it off...grinin

a gift for you....too

Here I stand with a bow on my head
holding a box
wrapped shiney paper 'red'
and a card in an envelope
if you ask if it's hallmark
I will say, "Nope!"

You sit down and I sit too
I hand you the box
my present to you.

You unwrap it with a delicate touch
I say, "Tear it, be rough!" <grin>
You reach into this box
and pull out a letter 'N' from the alphabet.
You look at me with a patronizing smile.
Please continue, just for a little while.
So you reach back into the box
pulling out the letters 'D' and 'E'!

"Den? or End?" I look at you and say,
"Continue to dig inn."
You reach into the box
and pull out the letters "F" "R" and "I"
I place them in order and look you in the eye.

'FRIEND'

But that's not all, "No sir ma'am!"
I hand you the envelope
'how forgetfull I am.'
You open it and pull out the letters
"M" and "Y" "Why?" Because they go before friend!

'MY FRIEND'

But thats not all 'no sir ma'am,'
Here is my gift to you
I pull out a post card
that is mostly ocean blue
and hand it to you.
You have a puzled look on your face?
There is a boat on the post card.
No, I am not giving you a boat, silly.
the ...'SHIP'
 
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