Blue

[Gusty Wind]

"Roses are red,
Coal is black,
Do me a favor,
and sit on a tack!


D_I_E____T_H_R_E_A_D !!!!!"


Hahaha lol .. very funny ..

 

[Gusty Wind]

"Well, I do like the bangles, but dangling boobs..oh my Hehe, Yes! The poor me thread so people can not feel sorry for me again! Might be funny though Your eyes getting droopy yet? Sleeeeeepy *snore* hehe I'll sing you a song about the sunrise, and you watch it"

"Aw... You a super spacial guy
Do you know I breath on pretty words
Sweet lips. lippyyy :wink:"

"*Muahh* sweet as morning dew *muahh* bet you could find lots by now hehe Wooo..me feeling a little light headed "


"She is going to kill you!!!!!!!! Not the thread though!"


"Like I have said a thousand times.......Gusty Wind makes me come here everyday!

Love you, sweetie....!!!

 

[Gusty Wind]

Breathless

Lust Itself
the breathless feel of finding what you search for
the bits and pieces of what excites you,
the pleasent surprise learning something new just about yourself that you didnt realize,
always raising the bar on passion if this works what about that? sort of thing Looking at the mind above the body of Love,
hummm who am I kidding its that lustful cock gleaming with precum as your tongue slides effortlessly across your lips, the one you can't take your eyes off ..


~~Smile When You Whisper Goddess~~
~~Whisper Goddess~~


~~The River tells no lies, but standing on the shore the dishonest man still hears them~~

~~~"Real Friends are those who when you have made a Fool of Yourself dont feel youve done A permanent job"~~~


Your a wind Dragon! Hey, you, the smartest dragon
of the branch. You love reading and writing,
but are quite shy. Your IQ is probably sky-high
and your stories can win trophies. Your not
very good in sports, or maybe you are, and just
not inrested.. You are very wise, smart, and
kind.

 

[blackieone]

 

[Gusty Wind]

"you are really cute cute cute.

and my head thinks should should should.

And my eyes said could could could.

And my body goes would would would...

Can't sleep now now now...

Coz in on hour... need need need

to get up again. muah"

 

[Gusty Wind]

Love letter


"Who wouldn't want to be your friend Gusty Wind?
But your name hardly conveys your personality, Gusty? I think not.
More like the sweet gentle blowing breeze on a late spring day. The early June breeze carrying the pungent aroma of blossoming flowers and flickering the budding branches of blooming trees as the cacophony of life awakens to renew again.

Far away, maybe, but waiting for one such as you."


Your words are like the sweet scent of cherry blossoms in the wind, the caress of the cool spring breeze, the floating seeds of dandelion spoors, peacefully hovering, like the promise of a gentle kiss upon waiting lips.

I'm happy to have touched such a fragile heart as yours


Hi my sweet sensual little siren.
My soft, sexy temptress
My bodacious and beautiful goddess.
My airy flirtatious fairy of the wind
My voluptuous vixen of v..


Anyway, How are you doing this afternoon?
Talk to you in a bit, I'm going to take a shower now and think wonderful warm thought of you.


What's the for my gorgeous little temptress?"


Hehehehe lol ..

 

[Gusty Wind]

Voices in the wind


"Let us dance on the balcony, so everyone can see, the beautiful maiden waltzing with me! Her radiant smile, the soft glow of her cheek, the way she makes my knees so weak hiya Gusty, what you up to on this morrow morning?"


"Pretty poet gusty goof No one can tame you, you're like buzzing bee, searching for blossoms in the apple tree, I can hear you and I can see, but with I can not bee, silly willy gusty bee"


"Aww Gusty, but the best things in life were never meant to be, happiness comes in small doses, dreams are for the birds and the bees, like you and me muah"



"I am honored, and aroused"

 

[Gusty Wind]

"Be careful
Gusty is in lust with you by the sounds of it"


"Gusty, no words for that, but maybe I'll have a better way to tell you about your AV in a dream, sleep sweet wild flower"

"You are telling the story
I am just a fascinated bystander"

"Sleep all day and howl all night? I forget how that one goes My new name is JustAnotrZombie, my eyes drooping to my chin! I kinda like it that way"

"Why would anyone want to fuck with you?"

"awww Gusty, can I be your stupid friend? You can be mine if you want :Nana:
I'm dancin like a :Nana: and I need lovin like a"

"And you are just a stinky old fart wants to be her sugar daddy? "

"Not everyone is a boom boom dealer."

"She'll be cool with it"

 

[Gusty Wind]

Fairy tells ...

"hehe A gusty wind under my wings, riding the current of your energy! With your smile I sail into the world, happy and laughing, and your heart is like the honeysickle, beautiful and sweet muahhh Hi pally"

"DO YOU KNOW YOU ARE MY HONEY POT ?
Do you know you worte so well and you my well with ever Spring Bell ?
Do you know I came yo breath on your peom to me?
Do you know you makes me so happy as can be ?
Do you know I love thee... muah"

"Hehe Gusty, you gonna run me outta business with that stuff, trying to take over my shop?! hehe muahh Your heart is priceless"

"blahhhh blahhhh blahhhh DUH!! hehe mmmmm a kiss for the cute lil nose stuck between those glasses"


"hehe we'll get a great big castle in the sky, sitting top of clouds, looking down at the crazy world! And we can see people below with binoculars and say Blahhh blahh blahhh hehe and get an airplane! Gooo woosh, woosh, woosh and hopefully not fall out And uhhh...we wear parachutes and jump out and gooo weeee...soooo scaaaarrryyyyy hehe And uhhh....I dunno Muahhh muahhh"

 

[Gusty Wind]

Just a thought went by~

Poeting wind, frolicking moon.

See benevolence, see wisdom.

Down dragon, subdue tiger.

Episode of spring dream

Beautiful womem, often ill-fated.

Something strange, not wonder.

Thousand elegance, hundred coquetries.

Hunting and feel glad

Iris burnt, orchid sighs

Kiss your lips, love

Is like licking honey

Off the buzzy bee

Head calm, heart ease

Hot lips could speaks

melting walls and sticks

Fire at city gate

Spring flowers, autumn fruit

Ordinary person'sfleshly eyes

Honour, disgrace, not perturb.

 

[Gusty Wind]

you knew it was coming...
Friday I'm in Love Cure

I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too
Thursday i don't care about you
It's friday i'm in love

Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday Wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
It's friday i'm in love

Saturday wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday never hesitate...

I don't care if Monday's black
Tuesday Wednesday heart attack
Thursday never looking back
It's Friday i'm in love

Monday you can hold your head
Tuesday Wednesday stay in bed
Or Thursday watch the walls instead
It's Friday i'm in love

Saturday wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday never hesitate...

Dressed up to the eyes
It's a wonderful surprise
To see your shoes and your spirits rise
Throwing out your frown
And just smiling at the sound
And as sleek as a shriek
Spinning round and round
Always take a big bite
It's such a gorgeous sight
To see you in the middle of the night
You can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
It's friday
I'm in love

Rhys

 

[Gusty Wind]

Ha .. my dancing shoes ... .. and ...

 

[Gusty Wind]

Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me

~ Elton John

I can't light no more of your darkness
All my pictures seem to fade to black and white
I'm growing tired and time stands still before me
Frozen here on the ladder of my life

Too late to save myself from falling
I took a chance and changed your way of life
But you misread my meaning when I met you
Closed the door and left me blinded by the light

Don't let the sun go down on me
Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see
I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free
But losing everything is like the sun going down on me

I can't find, oh the right romantic line
But see me once and see the way I feel
Don't discard me just because you think I mean you harm
But these cuts I have they need love to help them heal

 

[Gusty Wind]

Willie Nelson/
Always

I'll be loving you, always
With a love that's true, always
When the things you plan
Need a helping hand
I will understand, always, always

Days may not be fair, always
That's when I'll be there, always
Not for just an hour
Not for just a day
Not for just a year, but, always

Days may not be fair, always
That's when I'll be there, always
Not for just an hour
Not for just a day
And, not for just a year, but, always

http://www.samgharama.com/subentry/music/CD/country/Willie%20Nelson/picture/photo.jpeg

Mr. Nelson turns 70 on Wednsday, April 30th, 2003.

Happy Brithday Willie Nelson

 

[Gusty Wind]

If
by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream---and not make dreams your master;
If you can think---and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings---nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And---which is more---you'll be a Man, my son

JB~

 

[Gusty Wind]

Willie Nelson - Let It Be Me
(written by: Mann Curtis and Gilbert Becaud)


I bless the day I found you
I want to stay around you
And so I beg you, let it be me

Don’t take this heaven from one
If you must cling to someone
Now and forever, let it be me

Each time we meet love
I find complete love
Without your sweet love what would life be

So never leave me lonely
Tell me you love me only
And that you’ll always let it be me

Each time we meet love
I find complete love
Without your sweet love what would life be

So never leave me lonely
Tell me you love me only

Em~

 

[Gusty Wind]

Simply Red - Moneys Too Tight To Mention

I been laid off from work my rent is due
My kids all need brand new shoes
So I went to the bank to see what they could do
They said Son looks like bad luck got a hold on you

Money's too tight to mention
I can't get an unemployment extension
Money's too tight to mention

I went to my brother to see what he could do
He said Brother I'd like to help but I'm unable to
So called on my father, father
Almighty father, he said

Money's too tight to mention
Oh money money money money
Money's too tight to mention
I can't even qualify for my pension

We're talking 'bout reaganomics
Oh lord down in the congress
They're passing all kinds of bills
From up there on capitol hill, we've tried it

Money's too tight to mention
Oh money money money money
Money's too tight to mention
Cutbacks!

We're talking 'bout the dollar bill
And that old man who's over the hill
Now what are we all to do
When money's got a hold on you

Money's too tight etc.

We're talking 'bout money money
We're talking 'bout money money

Em~

 

[Gusty Wind]

After reading that a biologist thinks
we’re through evolving
by Bob Hicok

Maybe I'll lose my fear
of artichoke hearts alone
or on pizza. Maybe I'll fall in love
again with snow and build a fort
and crawl inside and call my life
on a cell phone and say
I'm not coming back. Maybe
after an ice storm I'll gather limbs
and bolt a short forest together
in the basement to remind visitors
of their broken promises
until they apologize
to the dogs they didn't walk
and the mothers alone
in the ground without flowers
marking the spot of their bones
with a fragrant X.
Maybe I'll find the creator
of the fragmentation grenade
and fill his mouth with popcorn
and microwave his head and say
to his crispy consciousness
see? Maybe with shovels and a backhoe
and three men surgically removed
from the dim light of the Tip Time
Bar I'll fill in the gouge
Teddy Roosevelt made
across Panama so people will stop
cutting through and Panamanians
can finally get some sleep.
Maybe when you wake
I'll kiss the backs
of your knees as a premonition
of the next time I do
something wrong or just
to taste your dreams
in the last place they hide
or to acknowledge the lips
are over-rated as the place
on the body to greet. Maybe
I'll carry water and cotton
and wood rasps and sand paper
everywhere I go and begin
smoothing the world now
of every angle and rude surface.
Then when you're old, a pile
of sentient wrinkles,
and fall as you must, your hips
will smack comforting ground
and I'll slap the back
of a young boy's head and say
give her a hand
and he'll lift you
like a tissue because maybe
science is wrong and you
will be the first person whose breath
never breaks.

Nice songs need to repost to read again... by JB~

 

[Gusty Wind]

Other Lives And Dimensions And Finally A Love Poem
Bob Hicok


My left hand will live longer than my right. The rivers
of my palms tell me so.
Never argue with rivers. Never expect your lives to finish
at the same time. I think

praying, I think clapping is how hands mourn. I think
staying up and waiting
for paintings to sigh is science. In another dimension this
is exactly what's happening,

it's what they write grants about : the chromodynamics
of mournful Whistlers,
the audible sorrow and beta decay of Old Battersea Bridge.
I like the idea of different

theres and elsewheres, an Idaho known for bluegrass,
a Bronx where people talk
like violets smell. Perhaps I am somewhere patient, somehow
kind, perhaps in the nook

of a cousin universe I've never defiled or betrayed
anyone. Here I have
two hands and they are vanishing, the hollow of your back
to rest my cheek against,

your voice and little else but my assiduous fear to cherish.
My hands are webbed
like the wind-torn work of a spider, like they squeezed
something in the womb

but couldn't hang on. One of those other worlds
or a life I felt
passing through mine, or the ocean inside my mother's belly
she had to scream out.

Here, when I say I never want to be without you,
somewhere else I am saying
I never want to be without you again. And when I touch you
in each of the places we meet,

in all of the lives we are, it's with hands that are dying
and resurrected.
When I don't touch you it's a mistake in any life,
in each place and forever.

JB~ ... Bewell.

 

[HoneyRyder62]

Blue Dragon

Blue Dragon

 

[HoneyRyder62]

Venom

Venom

 

[HoneyRyder62]

Flower

Flower

 

[HoneyRyder62]

Tied and Naked

Tied and Naked

 

[HoneyRyder62]

lightning

lightning

 

[Gusty Wind]

Wow! All the great awesome pictures Honey! :kis

Woohoooo THANK YOU!