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hearts are everywhere for the holiday http://poetrybypj2.com/boop-tags3/pj2.gif
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LOL Hearts may be hanging everywhere, but what about the tender, romantic and smushy words that give those heart meaning...the words form the heart that we say in written verse to let the one we love or care about deeply know we really want as our Valentine ...... :heart: :heart: :heart:s are nice but words said with meaning mean much more.
 
The Net of Gossamer

As I watch the evening sky and see Orion
the hunter. I to am a hunter, but with a net
of gossamer treads made from my heart.
My net of fine threads are threads of Love -
more then any man could, Honor - to place
you before others, Cherish - to treat you with
affection and tenderness, Truth - to never lie
to you, Respect - not to violate your wish,
Caring - to be there when you are ill, Growth -
to asist you in reaching your goals, Communication -
to listen when you talk, Humor - to cheer you when
you need it and don't, Inspire - to motivate you to
your best, Hugs - to hold you in my warmth, Kisses -
to strenghten each thread of the net. With my gossamer
net I hope to capture your heart my love.

LOVE
LustfulOne
 
Love Is

Love as fresh as the morning dew
Warm as the noon day sun
As sweet as a baby’s hug
With emotions that ride high and
Cause you to dance on the fleecy white clouds.
Love that lights the path of life together
Love so strong and true
A love I have found in you
My Sweets
I love you​
 
A BIG good evening all..Ladies.. :rose: :kiss: and^5 Gents...I hope everyone getting ready for Valentines Day...so what are you doing for it..??
 
Please Stay

I have heard the Roblin weep and the
Nightngale cry.
I have seen the clear moon turn blue
and my blues sky turn gray.
My love if teardrops were pennies I
would be a rich man, but I would still
be poor inside without you.

I would miss your touch
I would miss your tender kiss
I would miss your soft skin
I would miss the sparkle in your eyes
I would miss our lovers talk
I would miss your spirit
I would miss you my love

Since you my love
I have heard the birds sweet song
I have a sky of brightened by your glow
I feel inside a smile I had lost

So, Please my love stay by my side

I Love You​
 
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"My Love, For You"

A Valentine
Roses are red,
and violets are blue.
I think you are a very nice,
and I love you.

Roses are red,
Their stems are green.
I really wanna tell you,
That I would like to be seen.

I am like gum,
but I stick only to your shoe.
I am willing to admit,
that I love you.

Your heart is everything,
courage, natural, and true.
So meet me on life’s path, if possible.
And let me share it with you.

Kissing so softly,
as sweet as a rose
You are so beautiful,
standing in any pose.

If I could have you,
you would already be mine.
But I'll ask you this once:
Will you be my valentine?

I love you​
 
The Keeper of the Night

By LustfulOne



Yes, My love I’m The Keeper of the Night. My forces protect your sleep as I stand at the foot of your bed an gaze upon your beauty while you sleep and wish to be your lover. I wish I could touch you as a real man should, to feel your inner warmth. I can send my cool breeze at night to pass over you allowing me to pass over you to feel you goose bumps, but to touch your heart is what I want. Many, many times before this I stood out side your window and watch over you. Tonight you invited me here for me be your lover and I wish you could wipe the tear from my cheek for this joy you have presented. I am only a spirit, a shadow the ageless one who will be gone at dawns light. You can me see pass in a glimpse or feel my airy touch at night, but never hold me as I wish you could. Oh yes, you have see me but in different forms. I have came to you as a clown in your dreams to cheer you when you were sad. As the mystery man who leaves you the flowers to gladden you when your heart has been broken. Your mentor who helps you with your decisions in life. The knight in shining armor who saves your day and carries you to safety. I have played many roles for you my love. Oh. how I wish to curl my fingers in your hair and smell its sweetness, to taste of your soft lips, to look into your beautiful eyes,to cup your breasts in warm hands and par take of them as I have seen real men do and to place myself in you and give you joy as your lovers do. Yes. my love, I stand here with a tear wishing I could be your total lover. Well my sweet I will be here for you at night to carry out your wishes and protect your night. For when you feel the cool breeze at night pass over you it’s only me wishing to hold you. When you hug yourself from the chill, maybe if your quick you may feel me pass by in want of you.

Good night my sweetone I be here for you
Love
The keeper of Night
 
LustfulOne50 said:
The Keeper of the Night

By LustfulOne



Yes, My love I’m The Keeper of the Night. My forces protect your sleep as I stand at the foot of your bed an gaze upon your beauty while you sleep and wish to be your lover. I wish I could touch you as a real man should, to feel your inner warmth. I can send my cool breeze at night to pass over you allowing me to pass over you to feel you goose bumps, but to touch your heart is what I want. Many, many times before this I stood out side your window and watch over you. Tonight you invited me here for me be your lover and I wish you could wipe the tear from my cheek for this joy you have presented. I am only a spirit, a shadow the ageless one who will be gone at dawns light. You can me see pass in a glimpse or feel my airy touch at night, but never hold me as I wish you could. Oh yes, you have see me but in different forms. I have came to you as a clown in your dreams to cheer you when you were sad. As the mystery man who leaves you the flowers to gladden you when your heart has been broken. Your mentor who helps you with your decisions in life. The knight in shining armor who saves your day and carries you to safety. I have played many roles for you my love. Oh. how I wish to curl my fingers in your hair and smell its sweetness, to taste of your soft lips, to look into your beautiful eyes,to cup your breasts in warm hands and par take of them as I have seen real men do and to place myself in you and give you joy as your lovers do. Yes. my love, I stand here with a tear wishing I could be your total lover. Well my sweet I will be here for you at night to carry out your wishes and protect your night. For when you feel the cool breeze at night pass over you it’s only me wishing to hold you. When you hug yourself from the chill, maybe if your quick you may feel me pass by in want of you.

Good night my sweetone I be here for you
Love
The keeper of Night
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Beautiful Sweetie and I believe it. :kiss:
 
The Box


It had sat for years with it’s’ hinges coated with rust and a lock on it that was almost impregnable. The room that it set in had grown cold, but it must have seen light and warmth once for there were dead roses there with much dust gathered on them. The fireplace bore old ashes meaning that a fire was lit there once. The room was littered with unfinished works of art and poems of love. The room looked liked as though someone closed the door on a Friday and never came back.
There came to its’ door a beautiful lady, whose spirit seemed to fit the lock to the room door. She entered it knocking away the cobwebs and proceeded to assess her find. Her warm loving glow shown brightly in the room. She took all the old unfinished works and placed them in the fireplace and started fire where none had been for a long time. She swept out all the old dust and cobwebs. She polished everything inside and made it gleam as never before. She even replaces all the roses with fresh cut ones from her garden of love. Finally in the corner she found the box. There she slowly removed the rust lovingly and great care. When she placed her finger soft and tenderly on the lock and lock fell open to her as if it had been waiting for her touch. Carefully and with some nervousness she slowly opened the old box. Finally open, it looked empty, but in the corner deep inside there was a tightly bound old wrapped package of warmth and love. Reaching in she gently picked it up and held it to her breast knowing it was now hers’. She could feel its faint beating as it came to life. Raising it to her sweet lips she breathed more life into it. The warmth and love responded quickly lighting the room and providing her with more warmth. It knew this was her room and it wanted her there forever. The love made it cozy her and she knew this was her room and it was meant for her. She gladly accepted her newfound warmth and love for it was hers and it was given freely to her. She allowed it to enter her and remain forever. Her spirit as his had found where they belong. The room soon was soon filled with great works from love and to perfection unknown to it before. Oh, as for the box it never closed again, for the love and warmth that had been buried deep inside had found their home and it was with her and her tender care.
Thank You My Love for Finding the Box
I Love You :kiss:
LustfulOne ​
 
Beautiful as always my dear friend. I apologize for the long absence. I can see I have missed many wonderful verses. Happy I could catch up! Kisses Lusty :kiss: :rose:
 
Later

Such a little word is ' Later '
Ever thought how often you say it ?
Of the dreams and hopes you repress
All the things you wanted to do
Neatly boxed and put off til ' Later '
There's always a 'good' reason
Our arguments kept primed and ready
"It's not the right time"
or "Money's too tight"
"It'll be better next year for sure"
But if Fate steals your ' Later '
Then all plans fall to dust
Memories are never made
Such a little word is ' Later '
Ever thought how often you use it ?
 
WantonWitch said:
Such a little word is ' Later '
Ever thought how often you say it ?
Of the dreams and hopes you repress
All the things you wanted to do
Neatly boxed and put off til ' Later '
There's always a 'good' reason
Our arguments kept primed and ready
"It's not the right time"
or "Money's too tight"
"It'll be better next year for sure"
But if Fate steals your ' Later '
Then all plans fall to dust
Memories are never made
Such a little word is ' Later '
Ever thought how often you use it ?
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Very nice WantonWitch..how so true... :rose: :kiss:
 
wyckdwench said:
In his arms is where I long to be,
His embrace the strength that binds me.
His laughter and dancing eyes enbolden me,
Beckoning my timid glances to go beyond.

I know not when it happened but occur it did for certain.
I fell for him so hard and fast I could not comprehend.
Longing to be with him feel his embrace again,
My mind wanders to the many time I lie there before.

I cannot bare to see it,
Please don't say its so...
I cannot lose my lover,
I am not ready to go.

I beg you to forsake me not,
Do not leave me wanting so,
I will not leaving you willing,
YOU must tell me to go.

Only then will I know its over,
Only then will I know its true.
Only then can I accept the end of me and you.
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Very nice poem wyckdwench keep up the nice work :rose:
 
Worshipped
By Cher L (c)



Be still, my love,
and I'll show what it feels like
to be worshipped.

Breath deep and slow,
and drink in the moment,
for,
here is where ...

Body heat becomes a blanket,
and perspiration, a taste of honey.

Kisses, are devouring,
and touches, consume all.
Here,
Signs turn to music
and cries of want
play in the fury.

Out of control trembles, linger.
And explosions ... last.
Here,
No place goes unexplored,
untouched.
No Moment is insignificant.
And No breath, taken for granted.

Welcome to My Love.
Created by ... You.

Hush...
That's right...
Be still,
while I show you again,
what it is to be
Worshipped.​

~I found this poem and it made me think you us... kisses for my Lustful~
 
LittleLady815 said:
Worshipped
By Cher L (c)



Be still, my love,
and I'll show what it feels like
to be worshipped.

Breath deep and slow,
and drink in the moment,
for,
here is where ...

Body heat becomes a blanket,
and perspiration, a taste of honey.

Kisses, are devouring,
and touches, consume all.
Here,
Signs turn to music
and cries of want
play in the fury.

Out of control trembles, linger.
And explosions ... last.
Here,
No place goes unexplored,
untouched.
No Moment is insignificant.
And No breath, taken for granted.

Welcome to My Love.
Created by ... You.

Hush...
That's right...
Be still,
while I show you again,
what it is to be
Worshipped.​

~I found this poem and it made me think you us... kisses for my Lustful~
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very nice poem sweetheart :rose: :kiss:
 
The Writer

There is a writer in everyone, for there is a
story or poem. Words to paint on a paper
canvas or on the mind of the reader to suspend
them for a moment in time, to pleasure, thrill
or calm their mind and soul.

LustfulOne50​
 
Touch


When you asked me to stay awhile
I knew why, you made no secret
Of your desire

I'm on my knees
In front of you, as I hear your zipper open
Are you dying for my touch?

I come to you
I touch your body, then I begin
The act of tasting flesh

I take you full
Inside my mouth as you lay back in your chair
I hear you moan, long and loud

I touch your sides, I rub your chest
As I lick and suck in rhythm
Your hardness grows

My tongue caresses your shaft
As you push into my throat
The best part of you

Your balls crave my attention
I suckle them gently in my mouth
As you give a guttural growl

You pull me up on top of you
Sit me down across your lap and slide inside
Are you dying for my touch?

We do the dance, long and hard
We feed each other's wishes
I like on top and you know it

My muscles tighten around your cock
Making you work harder with each thrust
As our bodies rock in motion

I feel your passion, mounting higher
As you reach tightly around me
I climax with you, intensely, my body shakes

You pull me closer, planting kisses
You say, "Don't go, please stay with me tonight."
Your eyes pleading

I look away while getting up
I grab my clothes, and pull them on
Walk to the door with my car keys

Turn off the light, without a word
I'm out the door, want nothing more
Thank to know... you were dying for my touch​
 
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