Lust's Corner

[babydoll2u]

Poem...

Friday I did it for the first time
anal sex.. oh it was so fine
the tool he used a camera and scope
my doctor jammed it up and I think he broke
something deep inside me
for the pain medicine you see
didn't work real great
and I'm still in great pain
pain enough for three!!!

Saturday was pleasant
I spent some money.. yay!
The children and I went to
the movies on this day.
Afterwards we walked and walked
from shop to shop to shop
and spent the ass hole's money
because he makes alot.

Sunday was depressing
and it isn't over yet
for I still hurt from Friday's events
that didn't make me wet.

Hunny I'm so glad you can find humor in what had to have been an excruciating experience.
I'm so sorry it was so bad for you. Love the poem tho...

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Hunny I'm so glad you can find humore in what had to have been an excruciating experience.
I'm so sorry it was so bad for you. Love the poem tho...

It sooo sucked.. and the meds didn't work.. they gave me 5 doses of painkiller and I still drifting in and out of consiousness.. doubling over in pain and crying....

the doctor talked to my mom afterwards, while I was in recovery and she told me he looked pale and shaken and felt terrible that it had happened... I still hurt all over inside, and Iburprofen doesn't help it.


Thanks for your concerns.. and I'm glad you like the poem
btw..
I lost that link.. oops

 

[babydoll2u]

It sooo sucked.. and the meds didn't work.. they gave me 5 doses of painkiller and I still drifting in and out of consiousness.. doubling over in pain and crying....

the doctor talked to my mom afterwards, while I was in recovery and she told me he looked pale and shaken and felt terrible that it had happened... I still hurt all over inside, and Iburprofen doesn't help it.


Thanks for your concerns.. and I'm glad you like the poem
btw..
I lost that link.. oops

my god I'm so sorry... grrrrrrrrrrrrrr.....
and the link is in my sigline

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

my god I'm so sorry... grrrrrrrrrrrrrr.....
and the link is in my sigline

lol.. why yes it is.. lol

 

[MrFantasyMan]

hope you'll like it

Wild Wind and the red-tailed Hawk Spirit

As MFM sat on the mountain top resort
watching the majestic sunset,
vivid colors of pinks, golds, yellows
against the blue sky,
and the lush green of the spruce trees.
.
He hears the wind whispering
Come ride the wild wind with me,
across vast forests of spruce and pine
amongst the snow-tipped mountains
with your Red-Tailed Hawk spirit
.
He spotted a lone figure floating upon the
currents of air under its wings
Noticing it was a Red-Tailed Hawk
he feels as if the bird was pulling him to it.
.
Listening closely MFM hears, Come with me,
to wild virgin rivers that tumble through granite gorges,
sending a rainbow mist thundering majestically into the sky
.
MFM was mesmerized by the hawk
feeling as if he were there in the sky
In the silver Moonlight,
he sails, soaring higher, his wings whispering,
.
Let’s ride the wild winds, and stir the wild-flowers,
in luxurious green meadows, where elk stand bold
against ruby sunsets, breath deeply of fragrant spring,
and bask in the warmth of summer
deep within the wilderness.
.
.
Come, and fly , spirit Hawk, the wind whispers
to meadows and majestic mountains
mantled in soft blankets, of gentle snow
Come ride the wild wind with me.
.
The Red-Tailed Hawk flies into the evening sky,
leaving behind the body of the man.
I am the spirit of the Red-Tailed Hawk !
he Cries

Bear...*bows before you*...I am indeed humbled that you would write a poem
of such beauty with me in mind...I do believe our spirits and our friendship will soar... ...Thank you my friend!

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

I feel so empty
so alone and blue
being seen by others,
but not being seen by you.

The words I pen for stories
and poems that I share,
only gather dust
when they fall upon your ears.

The routine of our life
is really hard to bare,
as each and everyday,
my pain it starts to ware.

Many say just walk away,
but they don't see my heart,
for though you have stopped caring
I wouldn't even know how to start.

Love from you seems lost to me,
and that I think, is what
hurts the most inside me
because I still love you lots.

My jaw it clinches tight
as once more you say goodnight,
and leave me here alone
to face this lonely sight...

Of an empty home,
a heart that beats so strong
only wanting to touch you
and try to bring yours along.

This hurts so bad this evening,
I can hardly breathe,
as the tears fall from my eyes
that you refuse to see.

I no longer wish to hurt
or cry these tears of woe.
I only wish you'd realize
you're missing what craves your very soul.

{{{{{{RHF}}}}}}

I do understand the loss of a spouse's love, having experienced it about 27 years ago... and it is a loss in the fact that he can't return it, doesn't want to return it, or won't return it... or, sadly, and even worse yet, has lost the ability to return it.

But for him to not even want to hear your words, or see you write them... or to see what your words mean to others, is not only foreign to me... it is beyond my comprehension.

And yes, it's easy for another to say "just walk away"... but it is never as simple as that. To "just walk away" is the hardest thing to do... especially when there is still love in your body, heart, and soul for the person you're married to.

My door is open, and a chair awaits you... should you wish to 'sound off'. Please RHF... keep on writing. Not only is it carthartic... your words do touch many... and they can, have, and will, find solace in your words.

 

[biggbear8]

Bear...*bows before you*...I am indeed humbled that you would write a poem
of such beauty with me in mind...I do believe our spirits and our friendship will soar... ...Thank you my friend!

your welcome my friend the spirit of the red-tailed hawk deserves a poem for himself hope that you copied it
handshakes my friend
Bear

 

[biggbear8]

Loves Lighthouse Spirit
.
Dark ominous clouds surrounds the lighthouse,
The thunder trembles rumbling in the distance,
As the incandescent lightning brilliantly flashes,
the thrashing rain pummels down,
pounding against the withered windows,
making the presence of the storm known.
.
He waits on the Starless night, damp cold winds...
Watching from inside the deep darkness of the lighthouse
A faint movement in swirling, mists

Wailing moan of the lost, betraying its loneliness
to the outer night, and A baleful knowing glare,
awareness; cold, watchfulness freezing her where she stood;
The chilling mists swirling around her, encompassing her.
.
The Electric lamps swaying in the gale,
like little moons spilling showers of broken light
which melt in black waters of aqueous streets...
As the Wind whining through riggings, echoing the cries of a spirit
moaning in the brute and dark desolation...
.
The deserted Lighthouse, sits alone on cliffs,
the crashing of the ocean waves, so haunting, so tormenting .
It's construction of wood, withered over the years,
somehow beckons to her, calling to her in this storm.

She feels a presence calling to her, she knows he is there,
a lantern burns dimly, a shadow sits on a chair.
He gives a warm welcome, the room fills with light,
the beacon shines brightly, for souls lost this stormy night.

She walk up the stairs, leading to the lookout above,
standing in the beacons glow, on this watchful tower of love.
The beacon searches endless, in all streams of life,
pilots her safely back to her love, in this storms of strife.
.
The Foghorn’s wailing moans for the lost, betraying its loneliness
to the outer night, as Skeletal fingers and Frail masts reaching
into bleary night, groping, reaching for lost loves,
then grasping for breath, before drowning, lost beneath silent rain...
.
missing him consumes her as she aches for his sweet caress
She goes through the motions of her day, yearning for his gentle kiss
to touch her lonely lips, craving his hot breath teasing her delicate frame
wanting for his embrace, his arms securely around her
dying for the pure ecstasy of the love he creates for her.
.
The ghostly spirit touches her heart, soul and her mind,
in the darkness of this stormy night,
Whispering to her, my love I may be lost to you .
But we’ll be together soon.
Such encouragement bestowed, this she needed to hear,
The nights are so long, when they're filled with tears.

This old Lighthouse is so comforting, shining ever so bright,
her love and the vision and a beacon for light.
She believes he still watches, from their tower of love,
Their Lighthouse of love, in the Lighthouse above.

 

[MrFantasyMan]

Alone, thoughts abandoned
Bodies entwined
In a moment of restless desire
Mouths embrace one another

Tender touches, gentle, slow
passionately captured
In a moment of wondrous surprise
Lips carress one another

Two hearts, one end goal
Heat radiating,
In a moment of reckless passion
United, strengthened by a kiss


MFM

 

[MrFantasyMan]

If this were Time,
It would fly like an eagle across the sky,
Swift and graceful,
Like floating on air.

Not disturbing it's passengers,
As it soars through the night,
Giving them a gentle breeze,
So they do no sleep and miss the moment.

The moment when all is right,
And there are no problems,
As if you had everything and nothing,
All at the same time.

Floating on air,
And all is perfect,
All are happy,
Now is the moment...

The moment for a gentle kiss,
Light and airy as a feather,
Barely touching,
Yet meaning everything.

Looking deeply at one another,
They smile,
And Time knows it has done it's job well,
As it sends them to sleep, and carries on...


MFM

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

{{{{{{RHF}}}}}}

I do understand the loss of a spouse's love, having experienced it about 27 years ago... and it is a loss in the fact that he can't return it, doesn't want to return it, or won't return it... or, sadly, and even worse yet, has lost the ability to return it.

But for him to not even want to hear your words, or see you write them... or to see what your words mean to others, is not only foreign to me... it is beyond my comprehension.

And yes, it's easy for another to say "just walk away"... but it is never as simple as that. To "just walk away" is the hardest thing to do... especially when there is still love in your body, heart, and soul for the person you're married to.

My door is open, and a chair awaits you... should you wish to 'sound off'. Please RHF... keep on writing. Not only is it carthartic... your words do touch many... and they can, have, and will, find solace in your words.

Thank you for your kindness. I have no other words but Thanks..

 

[MrFantasyMan]

Words are trying to rush out of me
but they are getting cluttered.
My fingers rest and try to speak
the things that can't be muttered.

Shaking my head I wonder
what more that I must do.
I've tried so hard to be so strong
and keep a hold of you.

Perhaps that is my problem,
I'm to weak from fight.
Trying to keep us together,
because that is supposed to be what's right.


Stories, you don't care for.
The language offends your mind.
Poems you say are silly,
and just a waste of your time.

Others see me for the words I write.
While you chose to ignore,
not really even wanting
to hear from me much more.

Bringing cheer and laughter
is all I've tried to do.
With each smile I give
a frown comes over you.

No one outside would guess
that this is how we live
I've kept it safely hidden
very deep within.

{{{RHF}}}... ...a lot of your poetry has such a tone of sadness to it that one's heart feels itself breaking...if I could I would remove that feeling and replace it with joy, happiness and love...you deserve them!

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Thank you for your kindness. I have no other words but Thanks..

No thanks for a kindness are necessary RHF... really. It is but a small thing to show kindness and respect to another human... especially when she, or he, is hurting. You're welcome dear... so very welcome.

Thank you for the roses, and the kiss. I hope you won't mind if I consider them a birthday present from a very special friend.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

{{{RHF}}}... ...a lot of your poetry has such a tone of sadness to it that one's heart feels itself breaking...if I could I would remove that feeling and replace it with joy, happiness and love...you deserve them!

Thank you for the hugs and the offer, I don't mean to be sad... I am just getting tired, and I guess I have found a small way to release it, from highs to lows... but yes I seem to write more lows...

Thanks again for caring.. MFM

And

Victoria.. yes... consider them birthday gifts..

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

29 August 2005

I can't believe that thoughts of you haunted me again, last night of all nights. As a result...

Lost In Passion ©​

​

Come lay with me
On satin sheets
Littered with petals
Of rose, so sweet.

Take me in
With lust filled eyes
Devour the passion
That between us lies.

Through wetted lips
And teasing tongue
Pleasures of flesh
We have begun.

With tender touch
Fingers explore,
Bodies enchanted
While hands adore.

At last united
Once two, now one
What has started
Cannot be undone.

Until the hunger
Has been fulfilled
And rapid pulse
Finally is stilled.

As bodies glisten
Of faintest sweat
While held in passion
Soaked and wet.

Now quiet slumber
Shall not compare
To dreams of fantasies
Next to share....​

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

29 August 2005

A dream, never realized... and never to be realized... now

What I Wanted From You©​

​

I wanted to go to the ocean,
And climb the highest dune.
I wanted you to undress me,
Beneath the summer moon.

I wanted to stand under the stars,
Held tight in your embrace,
I wanted to drink in your lust,
As you remove my gown of red lace.

I wanted to surrender my body,
To your every need and desire.
I wanted to be a willing victim.
Of your burning, passionate fire.

I wanted to taste the kisses,
From your soft and tender lips.
I wanted to feel the shivers,
From the touch of your fingertips.

I wanted to lie beneath you,
And feel the heat from your skin.
I wanted you to lift my soul,
To heights where its never been.

I wanted to be left breathless,
Begging and pleading for more.
I wanted to spiral into ecstasy
As you rocked me to the core.​

 

[biggbear8]

A dream, never realized and never to be realized...

What I Want From You©​

​

I want to go to the ocean,
And climb the highest dune.
I want you to undress me,
Beneath the summer moon.

I want to stand under the stars,
Held tight in your embrace,
I want to drink in your lust,
As you remove my gown of red lace.

I want to surrender my body,
To your every need and desire.
I want to be a willing victim.
Of your burning, passionate fire.

I want to taste the kisses,
From your soft and tender lips.
I want to feel the shivers,
From the touch of your fingertips.

I want to lie beneath you,
And feel the heat from your skin.
I want you to lift my soul,
To heights it's never been.

I want to be left breathless,
Begging and pleading for more.
I want to spiral into ecstasy
As you rock me to the core.​

bows before mlady hands her a rose as i say beautiful poem my sweet Victoria such a passion that has never been realized thy heart must have fluttered when writing such an erotic sensuous piece of work bravo my dear bravo

 

[biggbear8]

I can't believe that thoughts of you haunted me again, last night of all nights. As a result...

Lost In Passion ©​

​

Come lay with me
On satin sheets
Littered with petals
Of rose, so sweet.

Take me in
With lust filled eyes
Devour the passion
That between us lies.

Through wetted lips
And teasing tongue
Pleasures of flesh
We have begun.

With tender touch
Fingers explore,
Bodies enchanted
While hands adore.

At last united
Once two, now one
What has started
Cannot be undone.

Until the hunger
Has been fulfilled
And rapid pulse
Finally is stilled.

As bodies glisten
Of faintest sweat
While held in passion
Soaked and wet.

Now quiet slumber
Shall not compare
To dreams of fantasies
Next to share....​

another beautifully erotic sensuous write and such passion in which you write wonder what inspired your wonderful thoughts and dreams again bravo encore

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Victoria ~

Two absolutely lovely poems, and very very moving and touching.... Loved them.

 

[MrFantasyMan]

A dream, never realized... and never to be realized... now

What I Wanted From You©​

​

I wanted to go to the ocean,
And climb the highest dune.
I wanted you to undress me,
Beneath the summer moon.

I wanted to stand under the stars,
Held tight in your embrace,
I wanted to drink in your lust,
As you remove my gown of red lace.

I wanted to surrender my body,
To your every need and desire.
I wanted to be a willing victim.
Of your burning, passionate fire.

I wanted to taste the kisses,
From your soft and tender lips.
I wanted to feel the shivers,
From the touch of your fingertips.

I wanted to lie beneath you,
And feel the heat from your skin.
I wanted you to lift my soul,
To heights where its never been.

I wanted to be left breathless,
Begging and pleading for more.
I wanted to spiral into ecstasy
As you rocked me to the core.​

Absolutely lovely Victoria... ...your words are so crisp and detailed...the emotion so warm and loving...both this poem and "Lost in Passion" are descriptions every lover should feel...you express them with such depth...truely beautiful!

 

[MrFantasyMan]

Come to me in all your glory
Let us write our own love story
Your touch upon my soul inspires
Volumes of prose, it never tires

Your kisses spark many chapters too
I return them eagerly just for you
Our lips when joined create a tale
With sensations that are off the scale

No fiction could match our intensity
It's a romance for the ages definitely
I gasp for breath whenever you're near
My heart pounds wildly when you appear

Our passion's too hot for publicity
We'll take our desire out on the sea
Atop cresting waves we will embrace
My eyes will not stray from your lovely face

No publisher would ever get our story
It's for you and I, our special glory
Our hearts will write a saga so grand
That only our spirits shall understand...


MFM

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Come to me in all your glory
Let us write our own love story
Your touch upon my soul inspires
Volumes of prose, it never tires

Your kisses spark many chapters too
I return them eagerly just for you
Our lips when joined create a tale
With sensations that are off the scale

No fiction could match our intensity
It's a romance for the ages definitely
I gasp for breath whenever you're near
My heart pounds wildly when you appear

Our passion's too hot for publicity
We'll take our desire out on the sea
Atop cresting waves we will embrace
My eyes will not stray from your lovely face

No publisher would ever get our story
It's for you and I, our special glory
Our hearts will write a saga so grand
That only our spirits shall understand...


MFM

Wow... very nice and special.

 

[MrFantasyMan]

Wow... very nice and special.

Thank you RHF...*bows to the fair maiden*...I do hope you are feeling better?

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Thank you RHF...*bows to the fair maiden*...I do hope you are feeling better?

Physically I am doing ok, I have a follow up this afternoon. Thanks for asking, and your welcome for the comment, it was heartfelt.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

*bows before m'lady and hands her a rose* as i say, "Beautiful poem my sweet Victoria. Such a passion that has never been realized... Thy heart must have fluttered when writing such an erotic sensuous piece of work. Brava, my dear. Brava!"

*Inclines her head in your direction and accepts the rose from her friend, the ever gallant bear.*

I do thank you BB... for both the rose and your kind words. Yes... *shy smile* my heart did flutter when I wrote this piece and even more so with the other one. *Tucks the kiss among the center petals and places the rose into the crystal bud vase that sits on her desk*