Free Thoughts~on One word...

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Hands

sliding over my body. Chasing
chill atop chill, winding ... welcoming
a moan. A hushed breath

beseeches a sound ... slither, from limbs
winding, mouths meeting. A champion to catch,
carry me over - creamy mound of mouthwatering
wetness.

He winks, smiles, tempts
tastes,. Tells me, with fingers gliding
granting wish, after

wish. Wanton wickedness erupts
wants escape. Eagerness to touch
his mouthwatering cock. Lips climb, slope
slant low... hearing pant after pant
I plant my pilgrimage up

down

marveling at each, sigh
every moan as bodies descend
desire, sated. His hands unclench
cinching, our climax ...





...

simply...
Marveling
 
Chasing ...

I used to
chase chickens

outside, all
about. Feeding as they cluck
collecting eggs, checking
shape, color
shaking my boots off as I went
inside. I watched

our rooster "George" chase
my lil girl, round
and about. She screamed
darted to and fro. He
hang, like a bat

upside down in the shed. Not
his pen but
the shed out in the field.

I wonder why, he hung
he roosted
crowed and clucked
day, night

always, going to the shed
upon night fall.

The boys would chase, terrorize
and laugh
he would always chase
my lil girl. She swore he
had it in for her. She tore
up the yard
running and yelling

please momma, please. He will kill me
he
is crazy! To this day

I have a picture
minds eye:
her running, crying
screaming. George
almost a rooster like smirk
running to the shed
hanging like a bat ~




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True, so true .. lol~
 
Haiku ~ bounced from recycle

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skin recycles
life, slows

morning to day
night, unto
darkness. I follow.
I lay, awaiting the season.
to fall, from heaven

bright lights, sun rays
roughing up my memory
of what is

what was
what shall

become. I sit
recycled
from years past. A shell
of my former self
but day by day
I pick up

like seashell hunting
one day,
I shall sink into the shallow
sand
and enjoy

sun rays

no longer can darkness
erode
my recycled self ~




:eek:


free thought. Sorry
not too good with haiku ~
 
re-post ... a memory ~

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feet treading, softly walking across
linoleum. sun kissed skin, peaking
thoughts - drift, as soft egg treading, cycles
through another round
another wispy hair, flares out. morning

desire - makes herself known. No pancakes
today. Just, soft rain falling while flaky biscuits
bake. He lies in bed, unknowing
unaware. Gentle snores snapping
down the hall. Telling her, he
sleeps, awaking - her fire. She has traveled

that path, felt those webbed fingers
fidget down. Traveled every pore, awaking
her body like notes to music
a symphony of strings, horns and drums

drums
so many drums - enough to raise
the dead and make her beg for another
moment, in his embrace, in his
body of movement. Caressing every curve
as he bends her
every memory. Leaving her bare,
of thought. Bare of need, bare

to the core. Just a hiccup
happenstance, where breakfast met lunch
and need, met love ....



..................



arched heal flexed
as mouthy mumbles turn to
soft kisses - trailing up
his thigh. finger turns
taunting his member. making
him squirm, squealing out
names. places to

forage. Faking a fumble, turning
bending - pretzel like
she mounts and rides. rough
shot over her domain. demanding
retribution. too long
too much as jam turns
to juice, pudding
flows. both
take, tumble
make
a whole. one to another
a vowel
of forever
is muttered out ....



...



in life, we move forward, or we stand
we dream
we love
we wish

we

live ~


:rose:
 
a new one, from tonight ....
tie me up thread ~


.................




he ask,

I want

to taste him
a longing, so long
been met.



...............



mouth to cock
tounge
swirls
a bedding for tonight
a nip, a tempting morsal
of flicks to
balls, rounding - his sack.

sectioning
sexing
sinking, face
to skin. swirls of flicks
suckling as he moans
fire shoots through,
my midsection
as his cock, lengthens.
listening to moans, swears
prayers, he recites.

trails I follow
flicking
floundering on this morsal of
manhood. eagerness
excites, exclamations

whispered

"get up!"

sit here
side saddle I ride
slow
slow
inch by inch, as heat
climbs. Encircling my clit

claiming him, as mine
I shower his cock, with
juice
jinxing
his memories, for another. I

am she. I am

his

one!




:devil:
 
100 words this pm ...

he taught me, there is beauty

mountain trails, at a slow leisurely
pace. warm fire light, a peekaboo
nighty. strawberries and cream
legs, sliding
up

down. slow smiles as whispers
of naughtiness take root.
he wears his glasses, jus so
on the very tip
of his nose, when he is in
deep thought, reading aloud.

we share caramel ice cream
brownies, while watching
the passerby's. chatting
about nothing but
everything.

long drives, everywhere
that actually led
no where. the point being
sly glances, leg rubs
fingers caressing
meaningful looks, that sear one
to their soul ...

always, there was
happiness
always, he brought
beauty.



....
 
he taught me, there is beauty

mountain trails, at a slow leisurely
pace. warm fire light, a peekaboo
nighty. strawberries and cream
legs, sliding
up

down. slow smiles as whispers
of naughtiness take root.
he wears his glasses, jus so
on the very tip
of his nose, when he is in
deep thought, reading aloud.

we share caramel ice cream
brownies, while watching
the passerby's. chatting
about nothing but
everything.

long drives, everywhere
that actually led
no where. the point being
sly glances, leg rubs
fingers caressing
meaningful looks, that sear one
to their soul ...

always, there was
happiness
always, he brought
beauty.



....

(~_~) tantalizing
 
I want
I want
I want


................................



if I bite you


gorge on every sweet
inch. Taste your pre cum,
take, what is

mine! Will you care?

will the afterwards
be damnable?

will I
be smoted
by God and all those
who think
you are innocent?

all those
who believe you to be
incomparable?



I walked, once upon a time,

in your shoes. I remember
the unhappy - the times
I watched the clock, pacing
wanting my one
to come, carry me off


to the hot sauna
the honey trails,

that
beckoned unto me, to come
taste!

I want you. Here
now! To slather my tongue,
to tempt you,

outta your shell. I want

to be the one
you
you
think of, as you awake, each and every fucking
morning. I want to be

the one to control YOUR every thought.


I wanna sit, at your feet. Lick
every digit,
finger
your member

round, round

with tongue slithering
cupping your sack, as you scream
for release. Come

dine upon my alter
enjoy every morsel. Enjoy
my sweet succulent
cunt,
as I force you
over the edge, again
and again ~~



..............
 
I want

forever. I want to write
to speak
to have

a love that last

forever. There are those
who have it, then there are those
who have no fucking idea
how precious those
that they have are.

I have walked, traveled
moaned and groaned.

I have wished, dreamed
with every fiber of my being,
of one.

There was a time. Yes,
once upon a time

when

I had him within my grasp. When I knew

he would do anything

but then, reality struck, like a lightening bolt
the words

"I just can't
do this
you have children,
I have raised my kids"

struck me to my very core.

I just cannot do this

ended every dream, every wish
ended my
every- thing.

I know he was
my one
but I took that punch to the chin, with
dignity -- said I was so sorry and still
I loved.

I know he remembers
I know, he regrets
BUT

I also know, he was right.
We were a perfect match, the timing
was
wrong
I had to keep marching, keep carrying

my load. With love
with all the love, respect and
want I ever knew.

Still,

I wish, things might
have been different
life would have been so much
fucking kinder.

I love.

I loved




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writing live ~ this pm

I come here
after years of wandering
years of wanting

needing
desperately

to be here.
to write out
my life, to
tell of love
life,
kids
memories

but I stayed
away. Indifferent to friends
my writing famliy,

my love

of words and the music
which

of which, carried me away.
This is where

I belong
where life is
memories wrapped with warm
love. That camp side fire
that circles my heart and brings
peace of mind. Brings peace

throughout my soul ~




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page 19 .. memories.. yumm !!!

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his touch melted
this poor gurls soul.
one look form him,
n she was lost.

lost in thought,
lost in time
lost to him
for all time.

wicked he was.
for he talked so naughty.
telling her things,
cause he thought
she was haughty.

he would dare her to be,
whatever he could.
turning his pecker,
from soft to wood.

lil miss innocent,
or so he thought.
for now he knows,
for 'tis him she taught.

mr slick willy,
turned to mr
... yes 'mam.
now all he knows,
is to be her ram.

stick it to her good,
wherever she may please.
cause now that bad boy,
is her lil tease.

lost, is this manly man.
lost, in her eyes of green.
not a pretty sight I must say,
it's tha damndest sight
ya ever seen~




;)
 
Sensual metaphors bounce. A fishbowl dream ~

candles lit
one by one
like tiny solders, ready
to do --- their duty. a standing

protocol
a standing, date. a rush
to claim
gold-mine, like
fishbowl
swirls
I want it, I want
him, coloring my currents
swirling beneath my ocean
of desire, of destinies

delimia, of here
now, Mr. MY MAN,
for now, that is.
A reason, for the season, a reason
for why and what
for's? I claim this desolate

beach
I claim this time
I want
I need
for a better life, a better
love

a love but not
just any love. I swim
these currents, wishing
upon wish
that the fish I
claim shall be the one I

have been dropping
line, after line for. He simply must
be
the flick to my flame
the worm
to my hook
the bowl
unto which I swim in
day
after day ....



..............
 
These four wall board
me in. Lock my thoughts

without key. Take away
light

fade, into darkness.
Angel lift

with wings,
radio rhapsody

tunes - to take me
away. For night has settled

no wings to

fly. Forever a fairy
a lifetime

lifetime

lifetime

without you ....




......


;) <kiss>
 
These four wall board
me in. Lock my thoughts

without key. Take away
light

fade, into darkness.
Angel lift

with wings,
radio rhapsody

tunes - to take me
away. For night has settled

no wings to

fly. Forever a fairy
a lifetime

lifetime

lifetime

without you ....


GIFTS ARE PRESERVED
WHEN SITES ASPARKLE
 
I wanna lick you

from bottoms up
to
top down. Catch your hand
thrown against the wall
nibbles to neck

a long, leisurely stroll with
tongue tracing
circling circles

from your nipples
to ears. slick, wet
kisses as my tongue
dives deep.

turning your insides,
to jelly ..

mmmm, how I love
to taste you



;)
 
Posted Poem ... 1/23/08

Mostly,


I'm the girl next door, who would
do anything to help anyone, with three kids
leaving me near hysteria. But mostly,

I'm the color yellow. Showing up
on your doorstep with oatmeal
cookies and a big glass
of ice cold milk. But mostly,

I'm your crafty grandmother,
who watches you. My wheels
turn and click, with an understanding
sentimental smile. But mostly,

I'm a wet nosed puppy. I love
to lay and play, then tickle your belly
with my silky soft hair. But mostly,

I'm the rain, falling in sensual drops
renourishing your wearisome soul
with hope. But mostly,

I'm a tiger, in your bed with rough housing
bounces, tough lil growls, and my claws
of devilish sin, scratch out a place
to make my mark. But mostly,

I'm a lemon. Sour and tart, squeezing
my way into your life. Pulping your heart
into an ooosshhhy, gooshey madness
of attraction and mirth. But mostly,

I'm a crack in the sidewalk, just waiting
to trip you up and make you see things,
feel everything as I do. But mostly,

I'm RhymeFairy. The lil pixie who spreads
my glittering of dusty words, all around.
Hoping to inspire you, love you, challenge
and lift you ... into my world, RhymeVille.
Where everything lost, is found.




....... Love this poem
 
passion thread this am ...

passion,
touch


like liquid, dreams
feather soft
drizzle down
legs, thighs

a pitter-patter
of soft kisses, fingers forage
finding
that perfect spot. a spattering

of sensual gliding
gifting me
with wild abandonment

weakening
my insides. thighs

mine, sporadically shaking
as digits dive

sinking deep
deep
deeper
filled without knowing
for thoughts disappeared
as time, stood still.

after, the climax,
after
I rethought
and back-tracked
I knew

a promise
when I felt one ~~





;):kiss::rose:
__________________
 
there was ...

no sleep
to encumber
no thought
to re-thing

it simply

was ---

a dream, to recapture
a thought
to di--
sect

a want, a memory
a distant,

yessssssss!!

he captured my thought
reality, hazed, as his
mouth
mimicked
fingers, dipping

over
over

over
again. sinking in
deep. moans ... erupted
a volcanic
splurtting
as silken lips dive

bodies meeting,
gleaming
sweat, sweltering. taking
me away
another atomic bomb
erupting. he took me
over

the edge. while quietly smiling,
a half/grin
telling me, he was there
present
needing me, as bad
as I demanded

him. to keep kneading

keep
worshing
keep
being
there.

Here, in this moment
keep


being the man
I dreamed,
I wanted him
to be ....




:rose:
 
his kisses
from afar


left breathless
a sinking sensation,
inhibits

climbs up my spine,
plops down
an overwhelming,

bite

sinks deep.
lil nibbles to tantalize
tempt
me outta, my shy shell
fingers gliding

toes to temples
through ruffles
of feathery bronze
awaking

head back, needing
his
touch. letting emotion
over-ride
cruising. causing

goosebumps,
within a windy
curve
of road. he maps
my body

test driving
a slow, sensual
hummm evolves
surrounding
evoking
nips, bites

I throttle up
rough terrain
as nibbles turn
to scratches of

want. need

come drive
over the edge
with me
now ...





...
 
baptize me in your spoken
words. syllable by syllable
each utterance shall urge me
on over the edge. commit me
to memory, with the mapping
of soft hands sculpturing
my body, heart and mind.
make me believe forever
really is forever.




:cattail:
 
I can color your world
with words of passion
and nights filled
with only ... me~


~~~~~~~

simplistic need
of one heart,
to touch another
spearing flames
of embering
remembrance ~



;)
 
I can color your world
with words of passion
and nights filled
with only ... me~


~~~~~~~

simplistic need
of one heart,
to touch another
spearing flames
of embering
remembrance ~


simple slide
hard glided
touch aligned
spread sheets
full not queen
 
Tomorrow
Chris Young



Tomorrow I'm gonna leave here
I'm gonna let you go and walk away
like every day I said I wouldAnd tomorrow,
I'm gonna listen
To that voice of reason inside my head
telling me that we're no good

But tonight I'm gonna give it one last time
Rock you strong in these arms of mine
Forget all the regrets that are bound to follow

We're like fire and gasolineI'm no good for you,
you're no good for me
We only bring each other tears and sorrow
But tonight, I'm gonna love you like there's no

Tomorrow I'll be stronger
I'm not gonna break down
and call you up when my heart cries
out for you
And tomorrow, you won't believe it
But when I pass your house,
I won't stop no matter how bad I want to

But tonight I'm gonna give it one last time
Rock you strong in these arms of mine
Forget all the regrets that are bound to follow

We're like fire and gasolineI'm no good for you,
you're no good for me
We only bring each other tears and sorrow
But tonight, I'm gonna love you
like there's no tomorrow

Baby when we're good, you know we're great
But there's too much bad for us to think
That there's anything worth trying to save

But tonight I'm gonna give it one last time
Rock you strong in these arms of mine
Forget all the regrets that are bound to follow

We're like fire and gasolineI'm no good for you,
you're no good for me
We only bring each other tears and sorrow
But tonight, I'm gonna love you like there's no
Tomorrow, I'm gonna leave here
I'm gonna let you go and walk away
like every day I said I would




...........................................................


The word for today is


tomorrow ~~



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