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Night! It was fun flirting and playing with you all tonight. Take care and stay warm.

Rae :rose:
 
All I see is people hanging out on a couch...this is totally a rip-off of Friends....

:D
 
BlackManFux said:
Nope. They aren't getting too much traffic, but I may leave them anyway.
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Can you leave them on there for today? I'll come back later on and listen to them them, will let you know when I have and then you can do what you like to them then! :)

I gotta go now, enjoy the rest of your day. :)
 
BodaciousBitch said:
Can you leave them on there for today? I'll come back later on and listen to them them, will let you know when I have and then you can do what you like to them then! :)

I gotta go now, enjoy the rest of your day. :)
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You too!
 
Morning y'all! A little one in hope of finding blue skies sometime soon.

Home

sometimes I see yr smile in the sun
sometimes in the rain
somtimes i feel yr hugs through the breeze
sometimes in the birds
 
blackgrease said:
Morning y'all! A little one in hope of finding blue skies sometime soon.

Home

sometimes I see yr smile in the sun
sometimes in the rain
somtimes i feel yr hugs through the breeze
sometimes in the birds
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Short and to the point! Nice, BG!
 
I haven't posted a poem in a awhile

So, this is one of my favs. Enjoy!!

I’ve got a crush on magnificence.
I mean this mujer makes men stare
They release all of their cares,
and just silently watch her walk by.
And that’s even when dressed.
Unable to speak,
They fill their heads with diversions
To avoid easing into excursions starring
She of ferociously fabulous features.
Now you,
You might think I’m being overly kind
That she has infected my most rational mind
But until you behold some of the beauty behind
That beautiful behind,
Then you can’t find the treasure that I may have uncovered.
No, she’s not my lover, or even a friend
An acquaintance I’ve acquired from around the bend.
Yet, here I am tantalized to no end.
Now I’m crushing…I’m crushing again.

I’ve got a crush on sultry.
Simmering sensuality brimming from a pot
of sexy so stimulating…
Well, its got me all in a tizzy.
Her wordplay renders my own a moot point.
Voice muted in the onslaught of her verbage.
Mentals manipulating my ability to focus
Magic working nice like hocus pocus.
Trying to get down with her funky stuff.
I bet just one taste is never ever enough.
I wonder if she’s soft, or rather likes it rough.
Not blowing her hot air, so don’t call me Puff.
Now you,
You might think I’m freakin nuts
But the way I’m jonesin for her,
I feel it down in my gut.
Its like a punch that won’t quit,
Twisting and turning
Something else is building
Somewhere inside me is burning
Developing an illness
Characterized by a yearning.
No, she’s not my lover, or even a friend
An acquaintance I’ve acquired from around the bend.
Yet, here I am tantalized to no end.
Now I’m crushing…I’m crushing again

I’ve got a crush on a mind
Naughty indeed,
Yet so nice with its mannerisms
I keep coming back in need.
And if you saw her,
You’d see why I’m a captive freed.
Can come and go as I please,
But yet, I stay there and plead.
With no solution to the formula,
I’m battling seeds
Trying to take root and hold me stationed
While I’m blooming indeed.
And dude,
She’s like honey, naturally sweet
Yet with a bite to her
Knock you off your feet.
And to be truthful, not totally thinking about getting it on…
Just delving deeper
To find the patterns in her honeycomb.
Not even her type, I’m so right
And yet, I’m thinking I’m wrong.
Strumming this same song on my gitty
As I’m making her moan.
And yet, I make it clear that she don’t know what you do
So, I’d appreciate your shut up
You just do what you do.
And just leave me to be the watcher as she moves through the crowd
Working those curves that have a brother floating high on the clouds.
So…
No, she’s not my lover, or even a friend
An acquaintance I’ve acquired from around the bend.
Yet, here I am tantalized to no end.
Now I’m crushing…I’m crushing again
 
funluvinaj said:
Your poetry evokes such imagery for me... do you sit down and it pours from you or do you work it in bits and pieces? I must say command of vocabulary and a creative spirit are quite appealing!
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It usually just flows, sometimes it flows all at once, sometimes it flows in bits and pieces that are later put together like a puzzle. I developed a love for music at a very early age so I have been writing poems/songs since I was about 15. I have many pieces that represent different parts of my life, but they all represent Things I myself, or people very close to me have: felt; experienced, or been through.

Another short piece that I am sure is far from done but here it is anyways

The Air I breathe, The Sunshine on my Face,
The Amber sky of Sunset, My wish on a Falling Star,
If these words could only be enough to express what you mean to me
 
BlackManFux said:
So, this is one of my favs. Enjoy!!

I’ve got a crush on magnificence.
I mean this mujer makes men stare
They release all of their cares,
and just silently watch her walk by.
And that’s even when dressed.
Unable to speak,
They fill their heads with diversions
To avoid easing into excursions starring
She of ferociously fabulous features.
Now you,
You might think I’m being overly kind
That she has infected my most rational mind
But until you behold some of the beauty behind
That beautiful behind,
Then you can’t find the treasure that I may have uncovered.
No, she’s not my lover, or even a friend
An acquaintance I’ve acquired from around the bend.
Yet, here I am tantalized to no end.
Now I’m crushing…I’m crushing again.

I’ve got a crush on sultry.
Simmering sensuality brimming from a pot
of sexy so stimulating…
Well, its got me all in a tizzy.
Her wordplay renders my own a moot point.
Voice muted in the onslaught of her verbage.
Mentals manipulating my ability to focus
Magic working nice like hocus pocus.
Trying to get down with her funky stuff.
I bet just one taste is never ever enough.
I wonder if she’s soft, or rather likes it rough.
Not blowing her hot air, so don’t call me Puff.
Now you,
You might think I’m freakin nuts
But the way I’m jonesin for her,
I feel it down in my gut.
Its like a punch that won’t quit,
Twisting and turning
Something else is building
Somewhere inside me is burning
Developing an illness
Characterized by a yearning.
No, she’s not my lover, or even a friend
An acquaintance I’ve acquired from around the bend.
Yet, here I am tantalized to no end.
Now I’m crushing…I’m crushing again

I’ve got a crush on a mind
Naughty indeed,
Yet so nice with its mannerisms
I keep coming back in need.
And if you saw her,
You’d see why I’m a captive freed.
Can come and go as I please,
But yet, I stay there and plead.
With no solution to the formula,
I’m battling seeds
Trying to take root and hold me stationed
While I’m blooming indeed.
And dude,
She’s like honey, naturally sweet
Yet with a bite to her
Knock you off your feet.
And to be truthful, not totally thinking about getting it on…
Just delving deeper
To find the patterns in her honeycomb.
Not even her type, I’m so right
And yet, I’m thinking I’m wrong.
Strumming this same song on my gitty
As I’m making her moan.
And yet, I make it clear that she don’t know what you do
So, I’d appreciate your shut up
You just do what you do.
And just leave me to be the watcher as she moves through the crowd
Working those curves that have a brother floating high on the clouds.
So…
No, she’s not my lover, or even a friend
An acquaintance I’ve acquired from around the bend.
Yet, here I am tantalized to no end.
Now I’m crushing…I’m crushing again
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I dig yr words Man!
 
DarkSidEclipse said:
It usually just flows, sometimes it flows all at once, sometimes it flows in bits and pieces that are later put together like a puzzle. I developed a love for music at a very early age so I have been writing poems/songs since I was about 15. I have many pieces that represent different parts of my life, but they all represent Things I myself, or people very close to me have: felt; experienced, or been through.

Another short piece that I am sure is far from done but here it is anyways

The Air I breathe, The Sunshine on my Face,
The Amber sky of Sunset, My wish on a Falling Star,
If these words could only be enough to express what you mean to me
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morning guy! Hope you're well. You're adding great depth to the thread. I appreciate all of your submissions.
 
BlackManFux said:
morning guy! Hope you're well. You're adding great depth to the thread. I appreciate all of your submissions.
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Thanks, funny story man when I was a freshman in High School I had to write a poem for an assignment in English Class. I got an "A" on the assignment teacher said she loved it right before she referred me to counseling hahaha
 
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