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He Still Doesn't Get It

He told me he was lonely here with me.
I told him that it must have been his fault.
He's whining once again. He knows he ought
To say that he is sorry. Why can't he
Admit that all I've done was for the best?
I'm busy now. I need to get some rest.
 
hot with fever
flights of fantasy free ride my coat tails.
whispering away into oblivion
as understanding comes in small doses
the blue pill or red one
which one sends me over the edge
into nervous giggles with crying chills

...
 
misguided missiles
aim for the candle flame
slowly dying over there
where you can't hear
properly
just because
your fists were too
tight
yet again
 
Six Degrees

These dried cycles
contain each yesterday.
Too many now to sail over.
If only I could urge
each grain of sand to dissolve
and walk upon their water,
tomorrow, the air could
blow bubbles on the moon.
Shigeru_Uchida_Moonglow_Floor_Lamp_mc4.jpg
 
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bluerains said:
These dried cycles
contain each yesterday.
Too many now to sail over.
If only I could urge
each grain of sand to dissolve
and walk upon their water,
tomorrow, the air could
blow bubbles on the moon.
Shigeru_Uchida_Moonglow_Floor_Lamp_mc4.jpg
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a pearl
grasped her soul
with pin point precision
monumental acupuncture
piercing meridians
chilling a bone
in thoughts
of no pain
 
big sigh..

My Erotic Trail said:
a pearl
grasped her soul
with pin point precision
monumental acupuncture
piercing meridians
chilling a bone
in thoughts
of no pain
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such a thoughtful gift to bestow..may your love grow and grow... :heart: :rose:
 
blindside

Sculptured by a blue lake reflection,
saltblinded from elemental star tears,
my goodbye kisses say hello
as you say goodbye.
yin-yang-hands.jpg
 
bluerains said:
Sculptured by a blue lake reflection,
saltblinded from elemental star tears,
my goodbye kisses say hello
as you say goodbye.
yin-yang-hands.jpg
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Goodbye is hello
in my language.

The day shall come, far far
away.The sun will rise
birds will chant
a love song, for two.

One day, when least expected.
The curtain shall fall.
The play no longer in-play
for all will be well.

Shouting from the rafters,
heard from never never land.
Our song of gay-ity. Our song,
no longer acted out. Just lived.

Another day, another way.
To show them all. We can survive
if given the proper incentive.
Entice, live 'n love.

We can have it all ~


:rose:
 
bluerains said:
Sculptured by a blue lake reflection,
saltblinded from elemental star tears,
my goodbye kisses say hello
as you say goodbye.
yin-yang-hands.jpg
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when I am going...
I am coming <grin
around a square
without a spare
drip dry
one eye closed
the other open wide (~_*)
 
what does your dolphin
get greedy for, at midnight
when sidewalks turn up
and nature calls?


:eek:

shout out

... missing blue and sending lotza hugs ~


:rose:
 
Sea Kelp

what does your dolphin
get greedy for, at midnight
when sidewalks turn up
and nature calls?

She is avarice of course,
for touch and twiddle,
you in the middle,
dreaming on dolphins till dawn.
kyoshiki_df_14.jpg

shout out

... missing blue and sending lotza hugs ~
ty sweetie you are a candle that lights my muse... :rose:
 
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bluerains said:
what does your dolphin
get greedy for, at midnight
when sidewalks turn up
and nature calls?

She is avarice of course,
for touch and twiddle,
you in the middle,
dreaming on dolphins till dawn.
kyoshiki_df_14.jpg

shout out

... missing blue and sending lotza hugs ~
ty sweetie you are a candle that lights my muse... :rose:
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mines

been on the skits,
taking backseat
to many, others.

:rose:


good to see you ~


:D :rose:
 
she likes the way bluegrass
makes him sigh
her tunneled blue air
like a hummingbird voice in jukebox remnants
conspiring with tu-lips to penetrate his quarry
 
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Spirit Wearing Flimsy Clothes

Between soft thighs, you'll find her hole,
But if you're searching for her soul,
It's best to stare into her eyes,
Where spirit wears a sheer disguise.
 
FifthFlower said:
Between soft thighs, you'll find her hole,
But if you're searching for her soul,
It's best to stare into her eyes,
Where spirit wears a sheer disguise.
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like this. thoughtful and evocative ~~


:rose:
 
bluerains said:
she likes the way bluegrass
makes him sigh
her tunneled blue air
like a hummingbird voice in jukebox remnants
conspiring with tu-lips to penetrate his quarry
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mockingbird's song
makes me flutter
wrapped in arms
melting like butter
in the hot sun
blistering fun
from a bird's song
 
She likes...

the way the blades dance
through the meadow,
just before the day
blends to that
perfect sun set.
Speaking softly to the skye
as the lark sings in
harmony,
from the old tree grown-
willowed and wild.
there is a peace
so delicate,
as I,
run..
feet bare,
through her
soft summer breeze.



I have so missed ya'll, my friends,
it has been far too long.

-sGp-
:kiss:
 
sweet GA peaches said:
the way the blades dance
through the meadow,
just before the day
blends to that
perfect sun set.
Speaking softly to the skye
as the lark sings in
harmony,
from the old tree grown-
willowed and wild.
there is a peace
so delicate,
as I,
run..
feet bare,
through her
soft summer breeze.



I have so missed ya'll, my friends,
it has been far too long.

-sGp-
:kiss:
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I agree, wayyyyyy tooo long !!! So very happy to see you !!

Welcome home my friend ~



:rose:
 
sweet GA peaches said:
the way the blades dance
through the meadow,
just before the day
blends to that
perfect sun set.
Speaking softly to the skye
as the lark sings in
harmony,
from the old tree grown-
willowed and wild.
there is a peace
so delicate,
as I,
run..
feet bare,
through her
soft summer breeze.


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chain_broken_blue.jpg

days squandered

They are sleepwalking through the mind
of blue broken;
sidestepping glass promises ,
with words now unspoken.

Perpetual thoughts in soporific
air castle’s ponder,
casting " forever and a day" to
wild legends of blue yonder.


Some great work all..ty rf , ff, sgp and ET..come home...we miss you..
big hugs to your day...bring more metaphors t :eek: :rose: his way...
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FifthFlower said:
Between soft thighs, you'll find her hole,
But if you're searching for her soul,
It's best to stare into her eyes,
Where spirit wears a sheer disguise.
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~~ Bounce ~~


her spirit melts wax. wearing latex,
alive and well. ignoring inspiration
she falls long and hard
into fields of blue. where birds
fly backwards to rewind time
and sink into oblivious obscurity.
 
sweet GA peaches said:
the way the blades dance
through the meadow,
just before the day
blends to that
perfect sun set.
Speaking softly to the skye
as the lark sings in
harmony,
from the old tree grown-
willowed and wild.
there is a peace
so delicate,
as I,
run..
feet bare,
through her
soft summer breeze.



I have so missed ya'll, my friends,
it has been far too long.

-sGp-
:kiss:
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I like ... (~_~)
good to see ya back !!!
 
Premature anticipation

I watch her as she walks toward the apartment
heels clicking, hips switching, holding a promise
Haunches flexing, suggesting a readiness
to mount and ride into exhaustion, back bared
Just enough to entice the imagination

At the steps, she stops, leans forward
and stretches to grasp the screen door,
Fingers encircle what I wish was my handle
thumb pressing the knob, and pushes
firmly enough to gain entry

To the inner sanctum, where I wait
for the knock on my door, the only sound
my pulse beating in my ears, then the swift
rap of knuckles on wood, my neighbor’ voice
inviting entry to my wet dream
 
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