EbersMoll
Male guru apparently
- Joined
- Sep 26, 2010
- Posts
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when digging for her
old buried treasures you will
need a strong pickaxe
To mine for treasure
One must use the best of tools
mixed with great effort
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when digging for her
old buried treasures you will
need a strong pickaxe
To mine for treasure
One must use the best of tools
mixed with great effort
she wanders through change
Searching for His hand probing
portals newly found

she wanders through change
Searching for His hand probing
portals newly found
Hi minette!
I hope that He grips
and twists your knobs firmly then
cracks you wide open


Grey skies block sunlight
Rain falls, leaving glassy beads
Next to her, I'm warm.

It's just like old times
Seeing we three here, again
Trading haiku thus.![]()
Hi minette!
I hope that He grips
and twists your knobs firmly then
cracks you wide open

His grip firmly placed
Reaching to her depths He finds
His treasures well kept
Hi!![]()

As the opera
Washes over their senses
their lust is set free
![]()
Music envelopes
and lifts their desires upward
enraptured, entwined

Hidden in darkness
Surrounded by those others
Stealthily, they feast.![]()
In rhythm with song
Supping special vintage wine
From each others cup
Awaiting that sound
To be revealed, sweet music
To my eager ears.
Measure by measure
the notes rise to crescendo
coupled in desire

High soprano notes
Soar above the orchestra
At passion's hight.![]()
She pierces the air
Savoring ev'ry octave
She mounts with delight
Choral parts begin,
The maestro conducts her voice
A sweet vibrato.
She sings with release
Stroked by the maestro's baton
Soaring to great heights
With strength he grips her
Thus limiting her freedom
So he can conduct