Lust's Corner

[biggbear8]

Hello all...

I am back, for now, but just briefly.

1) No, I didn't fall off the end of the earth... it isn't flat as some once thought it was.

2) Yes, the visit of the one sisterfriend was overlong... and quite stressful. I've found out that she has been speaking about me behind my back... to her new boyfriend... and what the youngest said to him, which was NONE of his business, has bothered the middle sister until she told me last night. So now, more stress has been added to what was residual from the visit.

3) I have much going on here at the house. The middle sister and I are going to start painting her bedroom this week... but... we first need to move all the furniture OUT of this back bedroom, where my computer and desk are. We hope to have most, if not all, the rooms sporting fresh coats of paint by Thanksgiving.

I have been reading the works that have gone up in my absense... and I must say:

RHF: Your works are getting better with the passage of time. I am so glad you are able to take what you are dealing with and feeling and put them down into print and are sharing them with us.

MFM: Your works are filled with feeling... the emotions expressed, striking deep within... calling out, or better yet, crying out to those that may be trapped inside another.

Wyld: I can't recall if I have commented on your most recent work before or not... but it is also a lovely piece.

Please excuse my brevity... I am fighting the need to go back to sleep right now. I woke to the ringing of my sister's phone at 02:30a.m. and if I don't go find my pillow quickly/soon.... my head will go crashing down upon the keys.

I sincerely apologize to any I may have missed commenting to; but my sleepy mind refuses to think right now.

Love, hugs, and kisses to all ~
Victoria


PS: Let me say:

THANK YOU ALL!

WE HAVE 10,350 VIEWS!!

bows before the lovely lady Victorua and takes her hand kissing it softly as i place a white rose in her crystal vase and whispers I have missed you my love
hugs kisses
Bear

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

beautiful poem red hugs kisses bear

Thank you and welcome back, missed your smiling face

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

*bows before the lovely lady Victorua and takes her hand, kissing it softly, as i place a white rose in her crystal vase and whispers,* "I have missed you my love"
hugs kisses
Bear

*Hugs BB tightly {{{{{{{{BB8}}}}}}}} ~ and then inhales the fragrance of the white rose*

I have missed you too BB ~ Please forgive if I forgot to mention your name in my posting the other day. I have missed your gentlemanly manners as well.

I am here again, only briefly... The middle sister and I are waiting for the two walls to dry completely ~ an Oceantide Blue by Glidden ~ and then we well sponge on a Sunkissed Peach by Behr as an accent. We need to complete these two walls first before we can reinstall her furniture and then cart out the heavy stuff... a solid wood Armoire with five drawers... as well as my computer and desk... then we can paint these two walls.

Then we are going to do a very light Cream Peach from the dining room into the living room... no dividing wall between them.... it's just one big room (a sort of formal dining room flows into the living room).

So that is the plan for now... and the youngest one may be coming back from the road sooner than we expected.

Quite the undertaking, I know... but it keeps us busy... and when we get tired, we make our coffee and go sit outside while it's still warm enough to do that. For in the next month... the first two weeks at least... it will be getting chillier and we will be able to look up and see the Turquoise coloured sky filled with Hot Air Balloons as the International Hot Air Balloon Fiesta gets under way.

So, we really need to get the room that will be the most lived in, painted before the holidays are here.

Thank you for your kindness... and thank you for the roses. I have missed you... I'll try and stop in on a more regular basis... but with all the painting to be done... I hope you will understand and forgive my absence.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Lovers realize


Sprinkles of water cover our skin,
as the heated moisture boils within.
Our bodies clasp and we slide,
you and I begin to glide.

Covering each drop of rain,
fiery strokes they soon came.
Hands and arms, wiggle to and fro
neither one wanting to let go.

Smiles of laughter and giggles delight
taking the lovers deep into the night.
Passionate strokes and loving sighs
take them higher than the clouds in the sky.

Quivering lips, taste rippling muscles
her moans of lust no longer muffled.
Biting teeth pull his skin
bringing out his greatest grin.

Gasping out their longing need
as each one of them release their seed.
Fingers skim and slip around
never stopping, till each is found.

The lovers stop and hesitate
do they continue or do they wait.
She looks at him, and tries to speak
the words they are soft and meek.

Take her, she still waits for you
and though it only can be for a few.
To not give in and just deny
only makes both hearts cry.

He looks to her and holds her face
pulling her once more, in his embrace.
Tasting the sweet lips of wine
dining on them for all time.

Hopefully now he sees
that without him, she would be
lost and empty deep inside
emotions held and tightly bind.

The first step they have made,
each lover comes in their own way.
Loving sighs and whispered words
each one scared to not be heard.

RHF:

I can't tell you enough, how good it is to see your works gracing our walls. With each new work, I see more and more of you unfolding... and it makes me smile to know that you, hopefully, don't feel so shy about putting your feelings up to share with us.

I love your works ~ for the words you use just seem to flow from your fingers as you rhyme, or not, with what gives the appearance of being said with ease... but I know such is not always the case.

Your works have all displayed the depth of your feelings... and that which you feel inside shows itself in the words you choose. Thank you so very much for sharing your words... and your feelings.

It is my fondest hope, that once the first rooms to be painted are done, I want to get back to my writing. I am finding, more and more, just how much I miss it.

Please, please, PLEASE... continue writing. It is my humble opinion that it is HIS loss if he will not listen, share, or read, your words/works. I love them... because they come from the you you have kept inside for far too long.

Continue to let her fly, my dear... continue to let her fly free.

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

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

RHF:

I can't tell you enough, how good it is to see your works gracing our walls. With each new work, I see more and more of you unfolding... and it makes me smile to know that you, hopefully, don't feel so shy about putting your feelings up to share with us.

I love your works ~ for the words you use just seem to flow from your fingers as you rhyme, or not, with what gives the appearance of being said with ease... but I know such is not always the case.

Your works have all displayed the depth of your feelings... and that which you feel inside shows itself in the words you choose. Thank you so very much for sharing your words... and your feelings.

It is my fondest hope, that once the first rooms to be painted are done, I want to get back to my writing. I am finding, more and more, just how much I miss it.

Please, please, PLEASE... continue writing. It is my humble opinion that it is HIS loss if he will not listen, share, or read, your words/works. I love them... because they come from the you you have kept inside for far too long.

Continue to let her fly, my dear... continue to let her fly free.

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

Victoria,

Thank you for your kind words, and all that you have said. I didn't know what was inside until it was forced open, and sometimes, writing the words out hurt as much as having found the feeling I had locked away so long ago.

From funny to somber, and from simple to deep dark sorrow, I write as the words come from me. In the beginning it was hard, now they just spill and I don't have answers as to why. I can be on a high, then suddenly one thing will send me crashing.

I stopped feeling years ago, then suddenly started again, and it is so very hard to feel.

Dee

 

[MrFantasyMan]

RHF:

I can't tell you enough, how good it is to see your works gracing our walls. With each new work, I see more and more of you unfolding... and it makes me smile to know that you, hopefully, don't feel so shy about putting your feelings up to share with us.

I love your works ~ for the words you use just seem to flow from your fingers as you rhyme, or not, with what gives the appearance of being said with ease... but I know such is not always the case.

Your works have all displayed the depth of your feelings... and that which you feel inside shows itself in the words you choose. Thank you so very much for sharing your words... and your feelings.

It is my fondest hope, that once the first rooms to be painted are done, I want to get back to my writing. I am finding, more and more, just how much I miss it.

Please, please, PLEASE... continue writing. It is my humble opinion that it is HIS loss if he will not listen, share, or read, your words/works. I love them... because they come from the you you have kept inside for far too long.

Continue to let her fly, my dear... continue to let her fly free.

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

I couldn't have said it better... ...

{{{Victoria}}}...

{{{RHF}}}... ...you know how I feel and I think you just needed for someone to care and return your feelings with feelings of their own...its important to feel and just as important to be felt...and you do have friends that will share honestly and freely... X 12 (yellow ones I think... )

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

I couldn't have said it better... ...

{{{Victoria}}}...

{{{RHF}}}... ...you know how I feel and I think you just needed for someone to care and return your feelings with feelings of their own...its important to feel and just as important to be felt...and you do have friends that will share honestly and freely... X 12 (yellow ones I think... )

Thank you also, and I do appreciate all of my friends here at lit.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Victoria,

Thank you for your kind words, and all that you have said. I didn't know what was inside until it was forced open, and sometimes, writing the words out hurt as much as having found the feeling I had locked away so long ago.

From funny to somber, and from simple to deep dark sorrow, I write as the words come from me. In the beginning it was hard, now they just spill and I don't have answers as to why. I can be on a high, then suddenly one thing will send me crashing.

I stopped feeling years ago, then suddenly started again, and it is so very hard to feel.

Dee

My Dear ~

I can empathize and sympathize with the stopped feeling years ago. . . and it is so very hard to feel. I also understand how the one thing will send me crashing.

Yes it is so very hard to feel... and the writing will, as we have seen, reflect that pain... but, by the same token... therein lies the catharsis.

Perhaps it was the words, struggling to become free, that forced the lid to spring open. Perhaps it was the depth of the feelings, that forced the lid to spring open.

Again, I hope you will let the poet run rampant... for now that she is free, you will be hard-pressed to make her return to her 'sanctuary' and be quiet once more.

You're welcome for the words my dear, because for now... they are all I have to offer... aside from a heart that understands the feelings and some of the pain you have held/hold within.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

My Dear ~

I can empathize and sympathize with the stopped feeling years ago. . . and it is so very hard to feel. I also understand how the one thing will send me crashing.

Yes it is so very hard to feel... and the writing will, as we have seen, reflect that pain... but, by the same token... therein lies the catharsis.

Perhaps it was the words, struggling to become free, that forced the lid to spring open. Perhaps it was the depth of the feelings, that forced the lid to spring open.

Again, I hope you will let the poet run rampant... for now that she is free, you will be hard-pressed to make her return to her 'sanctuary' and be quiet once more.

You're welcome for the words my dear, because for now... they are all I have to offer... aside from a heart that understands the feelings and some of the pain you have held/hold within.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

I couldn't have said it better... ...

{{{Victoria}}}...

{{{RHF}}}... ...you know how I feel and I think you just needed for someone to care and return your feelings with feelings of their own...its important to feel and just as important to be felt...and you do have friends that will share honestly and freely... X 12 (yellow ones I think... )

{{{{MFM}}}}

Hello you!

Somewhere, in all my Victorian Era info, I have a pink sheet of paper that tells what the colours symbolize... and what they convey in the way of feelings.

Yellow: Can be used to indicate jealousy, or a fondness for a new friend (I believe it said).

Pink: Budding friendship

White: Purity

Red: Deep passion

Purple: Precociousness (usually applies to carnations or daisies)


I also agree with what you've said here MFM ~ as regards the friends who will speak freely, honestly and sincerely... and still have/give a care for the fragility of her feelings.

 

[MrFantasyMan]

Thank you also, and I do appreciate all of my friends here at lit.

as WE appreciate you...
and I will always be more than a Lit friend...

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Bear, MrFantasyMan, Victoria


Friendship blossomed overnight
each one took her hand in flight.
Not a word of cruelness came
nothing hurt her growing flame.

Kindness showed within each face
as she found a trusting place.
A place of melted, merging hands
a place she'd call her promised land.

The tower tall and locked within
soon the woman became their friend.
Each one reaching out for her
offering their whispered words.

Warm friendly hugs and gentle kisses
made her heart learn what it misses.
But deep inside she'll keep it there
and she'll try to always share.

Words of friendship, love and peace
no longer will her heart be fleeced.
Though some days the pain will show
know that soon she'll eventually glow.

And be back to her friendly self
no longer sit upon a shelf.
The shelf is weak and her heart is strong
it can not hold her for very long.

She pushes on it and leaps away
the friends below, catch when she sways.
Smiles of thanks show on her lips
as she touches their fingertips.

Colors of their very soul
gleamed to her like melted gold.
Lights shine down from above
as friends hold hands and hug with love.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Bear, MrFantasyMan, Victoria


Friendship blossomed overnight
each one took her hand in flight.
Not a word of cruelness came
nothing hurt her growing flame.

Kindness showed within each face
as she found a trusting place.
A place of melted, merging hands
a place she'd call her promised land.

The tower tall and locked within
soon the woman became their friend.
Each one reaching out for her
offering their whispered words.

Warm friendly hugs and gentle kisses
made her heart learn what it misses.
But deep inside she'll keep it there
and she'll try to always share.

Words of friendship, love and peace
no longer will her heart be fleeced.
Though some days the pain will show
know that soon she'll eventually glow.

And be back to her friendly self
no longer sitting upon a shelf.
The shelf is weak and her heart is strong
it can not hold her for very long.

She pushes on it and leaps away
the friends below, catch when she sways.
Smiles of thanks show on her lips
as she touches their fingertips.

Colors of their very soul
gleamed to her like melted gold.
Lights shine down from above
as friends hold hands and hug with love.

{{{RHF}}} I am so very glad you have felt the love, and the positive energy... and, above all, the deep friendship and acceptance. I am so glad you think of this as "a trusting place" and call this your "promised land".

You are a very special lady... please... never forget that.

I am pleased, and honoured, to call you friend.

 

[biggbear8]

*Hugs BB tightly {{{{{{{{BB8}}}}}}}} ~ and then inhales the fragrance of the white rose*

I have missed you too BB ~ Please forgive if I forgot to mention your name in my posting the other day. I have missed your gentlemanly manners as well.

I am here again, only briefly... The middle sister and I are waiting for the two walls to dry completely ~ an Oceantide Blue by Glidden ~ and then we well sponge on a Sunkissed Peach by Behr as an accent. We need to complete these two walls first before we can reinstall her furniture and then cart out the heavy stuff... a solid wood Armoire with five drawers... as well as my computer and desk... then we can paint these two walls.

Then we are going to do a very light Cream Peach from the dining room into the living room... no dividing wall between them.... it's just one big room (a sort of formal dining room flows into the living room).

So that is the plan for now... and the youngest one may be coming back from the road sooner than we expected.

Quite the undertaking, I know... but it keeps us busy... and when we get tired, we make our coffee and go sit outside while it's still warm enough to do that. For in the next month... the first two weeks at least... it will be getting chillier and we will be able to look up and see the Turquoise coloured sky filled with Hot Air Balloons as the International Hot Air Balloon Fiesta gets under way.

So, we really need to get the room that will be the most lived in, painted before the holidays are here.

Thank you for your kindness... and thank you for the roses. I have missed you... I'll try and stop in on a more regular basis... but with all the painting to be done... I hope you will understand and forgive my absence.

with a vase of peach covered roses i place on Victoria's desk and writes a short note I understand my sweet love and I hope that everything goes according to plan, I am in envy of know you'll be seeing the beautiful turquoise sky watching the balloons fill the heavens hugs and kisses my love and remember you'll always be in my thoughts and prayers

seals the note with a kiss and leans it against the roses

 

[biggbear8]

Bear, MrFantasyMan, Victoria


Friendship blossomed overnight
each one took her hand in flight.
Not a word of cruelness came
nothing hurt her growing flame.

Kindness showed within each face
as she found a trusting place.
A place of melted, merging hands
a place she'd call her promised land.

The tower tall and locked within
soon the woman became their friend.
Each one reaching out for her
offering their whispered words.

Warm friendly hugs and gentle kisses
made her heart learn what it misses.
But deep inside she'll keep it there
and she'll try to always share.

Words of friendship, love and peace
no longer will her heart be fleeced.
Though some days the pain will show
know that soon she'll eventually glow.

And be back to her friendly self
no longer sit upon a shelf.
The shelf is weak and her heart is strong
it can not hold her for very long.

She pushes on it and leaps away
the friends below, catch when she sways.
Smiles of thanks show on her lips
as she touches their fingertips.

Colors of their very soul
gleamed to her like melted gold.
Lights shine down from above
as friends hold hands and hug with love.

a beautiful poem red and I am honored to call you my friend your friendship flows from your heart and soul giving you the beautiful blushing glow to your smile
hugs kisses
{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{ RHF}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

 

[LustfulOne50]

Lust ... it seems your mailbox is full ...

Sorry there SS...I took care of it I have plenty it room now for PMs...Thanks

Ok Victoria now send the AV..

I hope all are doing fine ...still job hunting ... on the the edge of landing a nice position..just crossing my fingers now and waiting for the responce....I see the good writing is flowing well keep it up all

 

[MrFantasyMan]

Bear, MrFantasyMan, Victoria


Friendship blossomed overnight
each one took her hand in flight.
Not a word of cruelness came
nothing hurt her growing flame.

Kindness showed within each face
as she found a trusting place.
A place of melted, merging hands
a place she'd call her promised land.

The tower tall and locked within
soon the woman became their friend.
Each one reaching out for her
offering their whispered words.

Warm friendly hugs and gentle kisses
made her heart learn what it misses.
But deep inside she'll keep it there
and she'll try to always share.

Words of friendship, love and peace
no longer will her heart be fleeced.
Though some days the pain will show
know that soon she'll eventually glow.

And be back to her friendly self
no longer sit upon a shelf.
The shelf is weak and her heart is strong
it can not hold her for very long.

She pushes on it and leaps away
the friends below, catch when she sways.
Smiles of thanks show on her lips
as she touches their fingertips.

Colors of their very soul
gleamed to her like melted gold.
Lights shine down from above
as friends hold hands and hug with love.

Dee... ...I couldn't have said it better than Victoria or Bear...*bows to you in humility*...

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Sorry there SS...I took care of it I have plenty it room now for PMs...Thanks

Ok Victoria now send the AV..

I hope all are doing fine ...still job hunting ... on the the edge of landing a nice position..just crossing my fingers now and waiting for the response....I see the good writing is flowing well keep it up all

Consider it done, Lusty. Missing you and crossing my fingers for you. I hope it comes through for you. Miss seeing you around the shoppe.

Take care, ya hear?

 

[LustfulOne50]

A Dedication to a Master Writer ...Playground Writer's Wall of Fame

MrFantasyMan You are master of words and verse.
To all the writers from MrFantasyMan:

"The best poems don't come from a pen, but from the heart."


This is a honor to announce you as the Fifth member of the Wall of Fame..and may many follow you.

This is MrFantasyMan
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/judi_87110/couple16.jpg​

 

[MzLady]

A Dedication to a Master Writer ...Playground Writer's Wall of Fame

MrFantasyMan You are master of words and verse.

This is MrFantasyMan
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/judi_87110/couple16.jpg​

A well deserved honor MFM. Let me congratulate you and hope you always share your writings.

 

[MrFantasyMan]

I am truely honored and humbled... ...this place and the friends I have made have touched a place inside me that I needed to share...it has been a very long time since I was able, or even wanted to, express myself and I thank ALL the writers who post here for the inspirations they have graciously shared...it may sound like a cliche but you do feel like family to me...and Thank You again for this honor that isn't really mine...it belongs to ALL of you...



All that I am and all I can be,
Is just what I am and that's just me.

I may not be great and my wake may be small,
But only I can make me the best me at the ball.

Life doesn't give us wine and roses,
And we can't spend our time picking posies.

Perhaps we are given pain to teach us to bear,
Life in its full spectrum to see all that is there.

If peaches and cream is all that we ever see,
How could we reach up and be all we can be?

Pain is a measure of what you can take,
But who you are is the life that you make.

Some of us were fed thorns that break the heart,
But the end result is do we try to be smart?

Do we allow life to rule who and what we are,
Or do we bear down and try harder to start?

Character and love come deep from the heart,
Caring and sharing are a balm to the soul.

Nothing can heal like a helping hand to another,
Sharing and being a friend or sister or brother.

Perhaps pain and sorrow is meant to make us grow,
And learn to connect with others whose pain we know.

There are those who think I try to give too much,
But is there a such thing as too much love?

If everyone you know and everyone you see,
Tried to get along and not be hurtful but sweet,
Wouldn't life be a wonderful place to be?

I believe it begins today with you and me,
And you may make fun but someday you may need,
A friend who really cares and I volunteer me.


MFM

 

[MrFantasyMan]

A well deserved honor MFM. Let me congratulate you and hope you always share your writings.

Thank you Mz Lady...

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

A Dedication to a Master Writer ...Playground Writer's Wall of Fame

MrFantasyMan You are master of words and verse.
To all the writers from MrFantasyMan:

"The best poems don't come from a pen, but from the heart."


This is a honor to announce you as the Fifth member of the Wall of Fame..and may many follow you.

This is MrFantasyMan
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/judi_87110/couple16.jpg​

Throws gallons of Gatorade on MFM... YEAH!!!!!

http://www.sptimes.com/2003/01/27/bucs_sb_030127/images/gal-gatorade.jpg


Then lots of flowers..



Congratulations....

and I love your poem

All that I am and all I can be,
Is just what I am and that's just me.

I may not be great and my wake may be small,
But only I can make me the best me at the ball.

Life doesn't give us wine and roses,
And we can't spend our time picking posies.

Perhaps we are given pain to teach us to bear,
Life in its full spectrum to see all that is there.

If peaches and cream is all that we ever see,
How could we reach up and be all we can be?

Pain is a measure of what you can take,
But who you are is the life that you make.

Some of us were fed thorns that break the heart,
But the end result is do we try to be smart?

Do we allow life to rule who and what we are,
Or do we bear down and try harder to start?

Character and love come deep from the heart,
Caring and sharing are a balm to the soul.

Nothing can heal like a helping hand to another,
Sharing and being a friend or sister or brother.

Perhaps pain and sorrow is meant to make us grow,
And learn to connect with others whose pain we know.

There are those who think I try to give too much,
But is there a such thing as too much love?

If everyone you know and everyone you see,
Tried to get along and not be hurtful but sweet,
Wouldn't life be a wonderful place to be?

I believe it begins today with you and me,
And you may make fun but someday you may need,
A friend who really cares and I volunteer me.

 

[MrFantasyMan]

Throws gallons of Gatorade on MFM... YEAH!!!!!

http://www.sptimes.com/2003/01/27/bucs_sb_030127/images/gal-gatorade.jpg


Then lots of flowers..



Congratulations....

and I love your poem

Thank you... {{{RHF}}}...

 

[MrFantasyMan]

I give what I have, whats given to me:
And share what I know, and what I can see:
I give what I feel, whats really in my heart:
And share with you, till time says we part:
I'll give what comfort, my lonely heart can give:
And bear what you bear, as long as I live:
I give my time, what little there is:
And wish you to know, I give all that tis:
I give you my all, for nothing in return:
And hope you understand, my reason for concern:
So if you understand, or if you ever do:
You'll know I've been your friend, you'll know that I've been true


MFM