Lust's Corner

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Changes

I saw the sun set today.
It’s beautiful colors cascading the evening sky.
as the sun lowered,
I watched with amazement as the colors
And the sky it self had changed.
So different, yet just as beautiful
A different shade of orange or purple
The clouds subtly change places and shapes
And as each moment passed I watch how slowly
And how subtle the changes were.
The clouds were always moving and changing,
The colors moving from one shade to the next.
It was beautiful to watch.
I was distracted from the beauty for only a moment.
The changes that occurred were no longer subtle and amazing
It was abrupt, as if looking at a different sky
Maybe a different day
Either way, the moment was gone and
I was not one with the sky
Yes the sunset was still beautiful
But the distraction took something away
I turned for just a moment and I was no
Longer part of the sky and it’s slow moving
Dance across the sky.
I tried to get the moment back, but it was different
The warm feeling I felt was missing.
This was a new dance that started in a different place.
As I sat and watched the sunset slide into
The darkness, I felt as if I had been here before.
And then I thought of YOU...


MFM

This is a bit of a different pace, and piece, both for and from you. While most all of your works rhyme... this one stands alone, beautiful in its simplicity... as if it were a low-voiced conversation with the one you love, standing before you, her back against your chest... nestled within the circle of your arms.

I am drawn in, as one who might pass behind you, and stop to stare at the back of the solitary man... watching the sun set from the heavens... as if for the first time... wondering what that man might be thinking as he stood there and gazed at the glorious colors being painted before him.

I like this one... the oneness, and yet, the overwhelming sense of:

Solitude.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Good Morning one and all

*Hurries in thru the door and drops her things on her desk, then heads for the coffee bar to make fresh coffee and to put the donuts away*

Please bear with me, my dears... I am going to attempt to catch up on all the lovely works left during my absence yesterday. Yesterday, which I had other plans in mind for, turned into yet another day of stress here, and yet again, involved going 25 to 30 miles across town... out to the west side of town and into Rio Rancho... past Intel... and yet again... involving the RRPD, who yet again, did nothing more than take an incident report. *sigh*

We have recovered my son's Embezzled Vehicle... and it was, thankfully, in ONE piece. The down side is: he's going to have to tear apart the engine and the carburator, and the radiator AND the gas tank... cause the BITCH poured 10 lbs of SUGAR into everything. She cut the cables to the distributor cap... and stole a new battery... then key marked the hood and down the right side.

So, dispensing with the INability to find justice for my son, let me get on with the work in front of me... and there are some VERY LOVELY works I want to comment on.

Hugs and kisses to all ~

V

 

[MrFantasyMan]

This is a bit of a different pace, and piece, both for and from you. While most all of your works rhyme... this one stands alone, beautiful in its simplicity... as if it were a low-voiced conversation with the one you love, standing before you, her back against your chest... nestled within the circle of your arms.

I am drawn in, as one who might pass behind you, and stop to stare at the back of the solitary man... watching the sun set from the heavens... as if for the first time... wondering what that man might be thinking as he stood there and gazed at the glorious colors being painted before him.

I like this one... the oneness, and yet, the overwhelming sense of:

Solitude.

Thank you again Victoria...{{{Victoria}}} ...I not only write poetry but also my thoughts...sometimes I can make them into poetry and sometimes not...but they all say something about/to me...

 

[babydoll2u]

*Hurries in thru the door and drops her things on her desk, then heads for the coffee bar to make fresh coffee and to put the donuts away*

Please bear with me, my dears... I am going to attempt to catch up on all the lovely works left during my absence yesterday. Yesterday, which I had other plans in mind for, turned into yet another day of stress here, and yet again, involved going 25 to 30 miles across town... out to the west side of town and into Rio Rancho... past Intel... and yet again... involving the RRPD, who yet again, did nothing more than take an incident report. *sigh*

We have recovered my son's Embezzled Vehicle... and it was, thankfully, in ONE piece. The down side is: he's going to have to tear apart the engine and the carburator, and the radiator AND the gas tank... cause the BITCH poured 10 lbs of SUGAR into everything. She cut the cables to the distributor cap... and stole a new battery... then key marked the hood and down the right side.

So, dispensing with the INability to find justice for my son, let me get on with the work in front of me... and there are some VERY LOVELY works I want to comment on.

Hugs and kisses to all ~

V

Oh WOW Victoria!! God our justice and law enforcement systems baffle me quite often at their ineptitude
I'm glad the car was recovered and sorry for the multitude of work he's going to have to put into it to make it road-worthy again.

*hugs* my friend

 

[MrFantasyMan]

Breathless and in awe they gaze...
At the woman dancing in the moons yellow haze.
Her body swaying among the stars...
To melodies from Venus, Saturn and Mars.
Entranced and mystified or so it seems...
Her rhythem captivating as she dances thru your dreams.
Be still the night...don't end so soon...
This rhapsody of the woman dancing on the moon.


MFM


For all of those who dream of finding
that special someone to walk into
the sunset with...A dream is a wish your
heart makes while you are sleeping...

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Oh WOW Victoria!! God our justice and law enforcement systems baffle me quite often at their ineptitude
I'm glad the car was recovered and sorry for the multitude of work he's going to have to put into it to make it road-worthy again.

*hugs* my friend

Thank you Baby. The hugs are always welcome!

*places the rose into the vase with the other one* It's going to require LOTS of money, patience, and time. One he has a multitude of (time)... and he'll WILL himself to have (patience)... the only other one he really lacks, is (money)... But... with the help of his friends, he WILL come out on the plus side of things! He always manages to bounce back... a little slower at times, and from some things... but he DOES bounce back.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

*Picks a beautiful white rose with pinkish center petals gives it a soft kiss and lays it on the Desk of Victoria* good morning sweet Victoria a very gifted writer and poet I hope that you had a great weekend and hope that you have a wonderful day and week

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{ VICTORIA }}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

. . . .

and to all other that post keep up the great writing and have a great day and week

*Saw the beautiful white rose with the pinkish center petals in the bud vase on her desk when she walked in this morning*

Thank you you dear, sweet BiggBear! *places a kiss to your cheek* A most tender and thoughtful gesture, I assure you, and your words are most kind.

Once Thursday and Friday had been gotten through and dealt with, the weeksend did indeed loom restful on the horizon. It was a nice one... spent in relaxation both days, and ending with a birthday dinner for my nephew on Sunday evening. The gathering was a most enjoyable one. I hope your weeksend was just as restful and easy?

By the way.... how have you been feeling lately? Are you able to sit up for longer periods of time yet? I hope so... for I am enjoying the quality and the quantity of work you're generating. They just keep getting better and better. A sign that perhaps YOU're getting better and better as well? I do hope so.

 

[MrFantasyMan]

Time passes slowly
Your still on my mind
Time without loneliness
Is so hard to find.

I need you beside me
Somebody to hold
Somebody to cling to
As the nights become cold.

My heart is slowly breaking
I can't live with us apart
And that is why when you return
It will only be the start.

Forever i will be there
To support you through the years
To share your joy and laughter
And even share your tears.


MFM

 

[LustfulOne50]

Time passes slowly
Your still on my mind
Time without loneliness
Is so hard to find.

I need you beside me
Somebody to hold
Somebody to cling to
As the nights become cold.

My heart is slowly breaking
I can't live with us apart
And that is why when you return
It will only be the start.

Forever i will be there
To support you through the years
To share your joy and laughter
And even share your tears.


MFM

Nice Poem MFM...I like that it shows that inner being that is willing to wait and start again...nice one.....keep it the good work there..MFM

 

[LustfulOne50]

*Hurries in thru the door and drops her things on her desk, then heads for the coffee bar to make fresh coffee and to put the donuts away*

Please bear with me, my dears... I am going to attempt to catch up on all the lovely works left during my absence yesterday. Yesterday, which I had other plans in mind for, turned into yet another day of stress here, and yet again, involved going 25 to 30 miles across town... out to the west side of town and into Rio Rancho... past Intel... and yet again... involving the RRPD, who yet again, did nothing more than take an incident report. *sigh*

We have recovered my son's Embezzled Vehicle... and it was, thankfully, in ONE piece. The down side is: he's going to have to tear apart the engine and the carburator, and the radiator AND the gas tank... cause the BITCH poured 10 lbs of SUGAR into everything. She cut the cables to the distributor cap... and stole a new battery... then key marked the hood and down the right side.

So, dispensing with the INability to find justice for my son, let me get on with the work in front of me... and there are some VERY LOVELY works I want to comment on.

Hugs and kisses to all ~

V

Sorry hear what to you son truck there Victoria..folks can be very mean spirited sometimes.

 

[MrFantasyMan]

Expressions

This is the way I express myself
the words I speak.
The truth uncovered
the way I state each word
the people I choose to know.
Expression is the key for
me to live my life.
I make my decisions,
and deal with the consequences
there is no right or wrong
but there is the sensible choice.
Expression is my personality
now people understand me.
Express yourself, and your life
the smile on your face
is thanks enough.


MFM

 

[esclave_PP]

Exploration, by malcah

You can also comment on it here:
http://english.literotica.com:81/stories/showstory.php?id=124907

Exploration
by malcah_ms ©

Darkness envelops her shivering form,
anticipating His knowledgeable touches
as he wraps the velvet blindfold,
unyielding on her moist hazel eyes.

His scent, His fingers, His voice,
are the only clues establishing,
authenticating it is Him behind her.

He takes her arms, riddled with goosebumps,
Binding them with soft rope, stretching them
unbending behind her silky-smooth back.

Echoes of her heart thump quickly, deeply
in her ears, as her breath grows shallow,
His lips brushing her throat, commanding,
“You’re Mine. You’ll always be Mine.”

Forcibly bending her small form,
forehead close to her knees,
her arousal seeps into her nose.
His fingers unfolding her swollen dewy lips.

Icy fingers plunge deeply
into her warm cavity, twisting,
exploring, discovering each fold.
Her pussy enveloping his fingers,
Like the darkness surrounding her.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

You can also comment on it here:
http://english.literotica.com:81/stories/showstory.php?id=124907

Exploration
by malcah_ms ©

Darkness envelops her shivering form,
anticipating His knowledgeable touches
as he wraps the velvet blindfold,
unyielding on her moist hazel eyes.

His scent, His fingers, His voice,
are the only clues establishing,
authenticating it is Him behind her.

He takes her arms, riddled with goosebumps,
Binding them with soft rope, stretching them
unbending behind her silky-smooth back.

Echoes of her heart thump quickly, deeply
in her ears, as her breath grows shallow,
His lips brushing her throat, commanding,
“You’re Mine. You’ll always be Mine.”

Forcibly bending her small form,
forehead close to her knees,
her arousal seeps into her nose.
His fingers unfolding her swollen dewy lips.

Icy fingers plunge deeply
into her warm cavity, twisting,
exploring, discovering each fold.
Her pussy enveloping his fingers,
Like the darkness surrounding her.

Oh MALCAH!! {{{{Malcah}}}}You DID post!

I was so hoping you would! Thank you so much, for sharing that which is so much an integral part of you, and who you are... and what you are. Please let Him, the one mentioned, know I send my love? I do so love your works... each one more expressive... more telling... more full of the love you hold in your heart... for the One to whom you belong.

Absolutely lovely! I so look forward to more.

 

[esclave_PP]

Thank you so much! Kisses. Okay, I can post another. Hopefully it isn't too extreme for this forum. My apologies if it is:

http://english.literotica.com:81/stories/showstory.php?id=111927 Please feel free to comment too.

Sent
by malcah_ms ©

He sends her
so deep
into herself
floating, ethereal
as if she is made
of nothing
becoming one with Him
as her body aches
for his touch
His words piercing her
like a sharp prick
of a needle
pressed
slowly
into her taut nipple,
the pain exquisite
the pleasure unfathomable.
She yearns to sink
deeper still
to that place of safety
that place beyond
recognizable senses
the altered state
where fantasy ends
and reality takes over.
He sends her deep
so she can let go
and see the truth
of who she really is
and where her place is
at His feet.

 

[MrFantasyMan]

So lucky the lover,
who's heart is with lust,
but, a leisure in longing,
with a measure of trust...

for somewhere far off
a maiden sends love,
from a passion inside her,
through the stars up above...

"Here, give this to him..."
with a kiss blown the stars,
then smiles at each twinkle,
"He'll know i'm not far..."

with each gentle flicker
from the night's little friends
he smiles and then thinks
"Oh, she's at it again...!!!"

then smiling he blows,
a kiss from his palm,
say's "Give this one back,
she'll know who it's from"...

feeling content now
each turns and goes in
a smile in each heart
warm thoughts of their friend

they know that they'll be
back together again,
renewing loves touches
when their journey's both end…

for you see there's no distance,
to keep two apart,
when inside they're both one
with love in their hearts…


MFM

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Expressions

This is the way I express myself
the words I speak.
The truth uncovered
the way I state each word
the people I choose to know.
Expression is the key for
me to live my life.
I make my decisions,
and deal with the consequences
there is no right or wrong
but there is the sensible choice.
Expression is my personality
now people understand me.
Express yourself, and your life
the smile on your face
is thanks enough.


MFM

I love your "Expressions"... they say you are how you are and who you are. They define You... Each work gets better... is more full of meaning; the words say more and more about you with each phrase. It is so hard to single out a favourite, from all the ones you've placed upon our walls. Each one holds separate meaning, and yet each one holds special meaning. Not only for you the writer... but to me, as the reader.

 

[babydoll2u]

Time passes slowly
Your still on my mind
Time without loneliness
Is so hard to find.

I need you beside me
Somebody to hold
Somebody to cling to
As the nights become cold.

My heart is slowly breaking
I can't live with us apart
And that is why when you return
It will only be the start.

Forever i will be there
To support you through the years
To share your joy and laughter
And even share your tears.


MFM

 

[biggbear8]

Victoria

"Stormy weather"

I arose in the moonlight,
Hot steamy, and wet …in,
The throws of your passionate storm.
.
Lost within,
the gale force winds of your hot breath,
on the crashing waves,
of your driving hips.
.
You took my breath,
first, and last,
with your sultry
lustful kisses,

if this is the first,
please let it,
last,
if this is my last,
then quench my passionate thirst,
with the moist wetness,
of your sensuous lips…

hot and steamy and wet,
in A passionate storm,
I arose in the moonlight,
on the tender petals,
of your blossoming rosebud.

silently walks over to Victoria's desk and places a dozen White Roses in a crystal vase then leaves as quietly as I entered . On a sign outside the door I I hope that everyone has a beautiful wednesday and hump day

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Thank you so much! Kisses. Okay, I can post another. Hopefully it isn't too extreme for this forum. My apologies if it is:

http://english.literotica.com:81/stories/showstory.php?id=111927 Please feel free to comment too.

Sent
by malcah_ms ©

He sends her
so deep
into herself
floating, ethereal
as if she is made
of nothing
becoming one with Him
as her body aches
for his touch
His words piercing her
like a sharp prick
of a needle
pressed
slowly
into her taut nipple,
the pain exquisite
the pleasure unfathomable.
She yearns to sink
deeper still
to that place of safety
that place beyond
recognizable senses
the altered state
where fantasy ends
and reality takes over.
He sends her deep
so she can let go
and see the truth
of who she really is
and where her place is
at His feet.

I know not of this place of safety of which you speak... but I can feel myself being pulled with you by your words. Being taken, in a downward spiral, deeper, and deeper still... until fantasy melds with reality... and one finds that total inner peace. Beautiful...

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

So lucky the lover,
who's heart is with lust,
but, a leisure in longing,
with a measure of trust...

for somewhere far off
a maiden sends love,
from a passion inside her,
through the stars up above...

"Here, give this to him..."
with a kiss blown the stars,
then smiles at each twinkle,
"He'll know i'm not far..."

with each gentle flicker
from the night's little friends
he smiles and then thinks
"Oh, she's at it again...!!!"

then smiling he blows,
a kiss from his palm,
say's "Give this one back,
she'll know who it's from"...

feeling content now
each turns and goes in
a smile in each heart
warm thoughts of their friend

they know that they'll be
back together again,
renewing loves touches
when their journey's both end…

for you see there's no distance,
to keep two apart,
when inside they're both one
with love in their hearts…


MFM

Yet again... a testament to the power of love and its endurance... over distance, long or short; great or narrow... bringing lovers back together, while they remain apart. *kotc* Lovely and meaningful.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

"Stormy weather"

I arose in the moonlight,
Hot steamy, and wet …in,
The throws of your passionate storm.
.
Lost within,
the gale force winds of your hot breath,
on the crashing waves,
of your driving hips.
.
You took my breath,
first, and last,
with your sultry
lustful kisses,

if this is the first,
please let it,
last,
if this is my last,
then quench my passionate thirst,
with the moist wetness,
of your sensuous lips…

hot and steamy and wet,
in A passionate storm,
I arose in the moonlight,
on the tender petals,
of your blossoming rosebud.

* Silently walks over to Victoria's desk and places a dozen White Roses in a crystal vase then leaves as quietly as I entered. On a sign outside the door, I write, "I hope that everyone has a beautiful wednesday and hump day." *

*Leans forward to inhale the delicate scent of the Regatta Roses... letting it fill her head... chasing sleep's lingering fog from both her brain and her senses*

Your imagery is quite powerful in this piece BB. I get the sense (feel) that you are comparing the desire, the want, the need to be... one... with each other, to that of an incoming raging storm. You know that storm will toss you about, raising you high into the heavens and then throwing you deep into the oceans.

I feel you are comparing the clinging, muggy weather after the storm has passed... to that of a raging and stormy climax... leaving both dancers of the storm drenched... yet sated.

 

[MrFantasyMan]

There comes a time in all of our lives
When someone touches our soul
And leaves something behind, like an echo
In this brief moment of time
Their heart embraces ours
And the ripple is left for us to feel

The echo is sounded
Loud against the canyon walls
I hear it as it summons me
It reflects, then reflects again
As I follow through it’s twisted course
I remember this one I love

For a few short days in my life
You became a part of me
Your sweet breath whispered promises
That we would be forever
And even in the quietest moments
I still feel your ghostly presence

It seems an eternity the echo soars
Across the rivers and through the trees
Flying free like a bird on the wind
But with each reflection
The echo grows fainter
Until it becomes a gentle sigh

My heart remembers
The imprint you have left there
I have held on for to long
But now I see your love for what it is
For I realize I have been chasing an echo
And now I must let it go


MFM

 

[WyldBreeze]

Whew! What can I say but "Bravo" to all the wonderful works posted yesterday. It seems like everything gets better and better. You can feel every emotion of each line. You can close your eyes and picture the image painted through the words of the authors. Very lovely writings, very lovely indeed.

 

[babydoll2u]

There comes a time in all of our lives
When someone touches our soul
And leaves something behind, like an echo
In this brief moment of time
Their heart embraces ours
And the ripple is left for us to feel

The echo is sounded
Loud against the canyon walls
I hear it as it summons me
It reflects, then reflects again
As I follow through it’s twisted course
I remember this one I love

For a few short days in my life
You became a part of me
Your sweet breath whispered promises
That we would be forever
And even in the quietest moments
I still feel your ghostly presence

It seems an eternity the echo soars
Across the rivers and through the trees
Flying free like a bird on the wind
But with each reflection
The echo grows fainter
Until it becomes a gentle sigh

My heart remembers
The imprint you have left there
I have held on for to long
But now I see your love for what it is
For I realize I have been chasing an echo
And now I must let it go


MFM

bittersweet... sad but hauntingly beautiful. I can feel the pain in this writing...
the love, the disappointment...

{{{MrF}}}

 

[LustfulOne50]

There comes a time in all of our lives
When someone touches our soul
And leaves something behind, like an echo
In this brief moment of time
Their heart embraces ours
And the ripple is left for us to feel

The echo is sounded
Loud against the canyon walls
I hear it as it summons me
It reflects, then reflects again
As I follow through it’s twisted course
I remember this one I love

For a few short days in my life
You became a part of me
Your sweet breath whispered promises
That we would be forever
And even in the quietest moments
I still feel your ghostly presence

It seems an eternity the echo soars
Across the rivers and through the trees
Flying free like a bird on the wind
But with each reflection
The echo grows fainter
Until it becomes a gentle sigh

My heart remembers
The imprint you have left there
I have held on for to long
But now I see your love for what it is
For I realize I have been chasing an echo
And now I must let it go


MFM

WOW!!! very nice beautiful poem, and touching, I have written to that lover that is mirely a vapor or ghost for when the light of true love shine on them, they tend to diappear and all their spoken words of love turn so hollow..Nice piece MFM