Lust's Corner

[LustfulOne50]

Something way different today... ...variety and a wee bit of the Irish...(or is it Scottish?)...


Tis a wee bonnie lass
That stands here before me,
Carryin' her heart in her hand
Hopin' tis her I'd see.

For what she'd be a needin'
Is but a wee tiny kiss,
From me, her grandest lad
Ta bring her a joyful bliss.

She'd be dancin' a merry jig
And showin' me a grand time,
And if I'd be the smartest lad
I'd be oft makin' her mine.

She's got the rosie cheeks she does
And a grand sparkle to her eye,
I'd best be the gentle man
And not be makin' her cry.

She's got lips full and ripe
That'd make a man go beggin',
And I'd be tellin' of me plans
If they'd not be such a sin.

So's instead I'll toss me back
Another pint of stout lager,
Then a stop to kiss the Blarney Stone
Before off ta my house I stager.

And as I lay me head down
Upon me downy pillows soft,
I'll be dreamin' of me Lassie
And there I'd be kissin' her oft.


MFM

Nice and cute poem..eh be a good lad very creative..

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

I knew the Fling vs Jig...but thought they were both Brogues...

And 'tis a good ear ya be havin, lad. For, I stand corrected... it is an Irish Brogue.... and a Scottish Burr as best I can recall. An' don' ya go rollin' yer pretty eyes at me none. I see that!

 

[LustfulOne50]

The Irish jig is the parent to the American Clogging of W.V. since that is where many Irish stop not crossing Smokeys...now the Scotch settle more of the northern Virginia area...that even today you find today many Highland fests

 

[MrFantasyMan]

The Irish jig is the parent to the American Clogging of W.V. since that is where many Irish stop not crossing Smokeys...now the Scotch settle more of the northern Virginia area...that even today you find today many Highland fests

not to mention Nova Scotia...and the Cape Breton Highlands...

 

[LustfulOne50]

not to mention Nova Scotia...and the Cape Breton Highlands...

LOL the tossing of the Kaber

 

[MrFantasyMan]

LOL the tossing of the Kaber

and the beer...Ohhhhhh for another gathering of the Klans...

 

[MrFantasyMan]

Making love with you is so perfect
You lift me to new heights,
I spend all day dreaming
Of making love all nights.

Our skin in heated fusion
I melt beneath your kiss,
We sink together as one
Into ecstasy's abyss.

My body enters your soul
As your soul claims my eyes,
As two we become one
In intermingled cries.

Our bodies dance together
As our souls unite,
We melt into each other
Held fast thru out the night.

In perfect unison
Our movements coincide,
A synchronized ballet
Our love won't be denied.

Lips pressed gently
Eyes that never close,
My breath becomes your own
We strain in passions throes.

Ecstasy over comes us
Hearts explode and collide,
Voices that rise in the night
Amid passionate cries.

A slow return to earth
Our souls upon the skies,
Held within our love
Tears fall from joyful eyes.

Never a more perfect way
For our souls to touch,
It all begins in just a glance
When love comes in a rush.


MFM

 

[Phillychocolatem]

Making love with you is so perfect
You lift me to new heights,
I spend all day dreaming
Of making love all nights.

Our skin in heated fusion
I melt beneath your kiss,
We sink together as one
Into ecstasies abyss.

My body enters your soul
As your soul claims my eyes,
As two we become one
In intermingled cries.

Our bodies dance together
As our souls unite,
We melt into each other
Held fast thru out the night.

In perfect unison
Our movements coincide,
A synchronized ballet
Our love won't be denied.

Lips pressed gently
Eyes that never close,
My breath becomes your own
We strain in passions throes.

Ecstasy over comes us
Hearts explode and collide,
Voices that rise in the night
Amid passionate cries.

A slow return to earth
Our souls upon the skies,
Held within our love
Tears fall from joyful eyes.

Never a more perfect way
For our souls to touch,
It all begins in just a glance
When love comes in a rush.


MFM

Dude if you keep writing like this Wyld is gonna be in trouble!!!!!

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Making love with you is so perfect
You lift me to new heights,
I spend all day dreaming
Of making love all nights.

Our skin in heated fusion
I melt beneath your kiss,
We sink together as one
Into ecstasy's abyss.

My body enters your soul
As your soul claims my eyes,
As two we become one
In intermingled cries.

Our bodies dance together
As our souls unite,
We melt into each other
Held fast thru out the night.

In perfect unison
Our movements coincide,
A synchronized ballet
Our love won't be denied.

Lips pressed gently
Eyes that never close,
My breath becomes your own
We strain in passions throes.

Ecstasy over comes us
Hearts explode and collide,
Voices that rise in the night
Amid passionate cries.

A slow return to earth
Our souls upon the skies,
Held within our love
Tears fall from joyful eyes.

Never a more perfect way
For our souls to touch,
It all begins in just a glance
When love comes in a rush.


MFM

Och MFM! Ye've gone and done it yet again. Absolutely beautiful! To feel yourselves falling into the abyss of ecstacy.... mmmm!

 

[MrFantasyMan]

Dude if you keep writing like this Wyld is gonna be in trouble!!!!!

me thinks she is already... ...and she likes it...

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

me thinks she is already... ...and she likes it...

methinks ye're right.... on more than one level, lad.

 

[LustfulOne50]

and the beer...Ohhhhhh for another gathering of the Klans...

Yeppy..men toss the Kaber then go toss a beer, yeppy any good reason for kegger party....LOL

 

[Maid of Marvels]

 

[babydoll2u]

Making love with you is so perfect
You lift me to new heights,
I spend all day dreaming
Of making love all nights.

Our skin in heated fusion
I melt beneath your kiss,
We sink together as one
Into ecstasy's abyss.

My body enters your soul
As your soul claims my eyes,
As two we become one
In intermingled cries.

Our bodies dance together
As our souls unite,
We melt into each other
Held fast thru out the night.

In perfect unison
Our movements coincide,
A synchronized ballet
Our love won't be denied.

Lips pressed gently
Eyes that never close,
My breath becomes your own
We strain in passions throes.

Ecstasy over comes us
Hearts explode and collide,
Voices that rise in the night
Amid passionate cries.

A slow return to earth
Our souls upon the skies,
Held within our love
Tears fall from joyful eyes.

Never a more perfect way
For our souls to touch,
It all begins in just a glance
When love comes in a rush.


MFM

the power, the heat, the emotions, the love... so perfectly captured...

 

[LustfulOne50]

and the beer...Ohhhhhh for another gathering of the Klans...

Yeppy..men toss the Kaber then go toss a beer, yeppy any good reason for kegger party....LOL

 

[LustfulOne50]

Making love with you is so perfect
You lift me to new heights,
I spend all day dreaming
Of making love all nights.

Our skin in heated fusion
I melt beneath your kiss,
We sink together as one
Into ecstasy's abyss.

My body enters your soul
As your soul claims my eyes,
As two we become one
In intermingled cries.

Our bodies dance together
As our souls unite,
We melt into each other
Held fast thru out the night.

In perfect unison
Our movements coincide,
A synchronized ballet
Our love won't be denied.

Lips pressed gently
Eyes that never close,
My breath becomes your own
We strain in passions throes.

Ecstasy over comes us
Hearts explode and collide,
Voices that rise in the night
Amid passionate cries.

A slow return to earth
Our souls upon the skies,
Held within our love
Tears fall from joyful eyes.

Never a more perfect way
For our souls to touch,
It all begins in just a glance
When love comes in a rush.


MFM

WOW!!! nice MFM..whew..very nice..what can't say but keep it up..

 

[LustfulOne50]

The discussion earlier put me in mind of a lost art... the satire. There was a time when it was said a satire would raise boils on a person's skin. Think of what the world would be like if we followed the example of the ancient Celts and took our hostilities and anger out in SATIRE instead of backstabbing, gossip and other games people play.

"The Ousel"

Ebon shadow at morning
Dark wings hide the light
Eclipsing the truth
Deception in flight.

Neverending song babbles
All day and all night
She feathers her nest
With secrets that bite.

How cunning her movements
Her plumage gloss-bright
With an eye like a beacon
No honor in sight.

Stalking the next worm
To feed her delight
She hoards shiny trinkets
Clutching them tight.

Amaze me, sweet blackbird
And spread no more blight
Abandon illusion
Soar to a new height.​

Very Nice Maid..but Iam prejudice...ok now let turn around and turn back...Yeppy still damn good....more satire please....

 

[Maid of Marvels]

I edited my post to add some information on Celtic satire and a link to a great article.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

hmm...

Another Bardic Form: Rannaicheacht Ghairid (Pronounced - ron A yach CHAR-rid)

This is one of the simplest forms used by the ancient Irish. An uneven quatrain (four lines) with three syllables in the first line and seven in each consecutive line. The rhyme scheme is a-a-b-a with a cross rhyme between the third and fourth line.

A cross rhyme is nothing to be afraid of, just rhyming the word at the end of one line with another word in the middle of the next.

Woke at four
Imbas entered in my door
Never called, not expected
I accepted -- nothing more.​

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Noting the glazed looks in everyone's eyes...

A retelling of an old story in poetic format. Sort of a chain verse, the "link" is in the fourth line of each stanza. Can you guess the tale?

Long ago and far away,
In a village poor but gay
A ne'er-do-well arrived one day
To rest his weary head.

"There's but one problem," thought the cad.
"No silver coins are to be had.
My belly aches with hunger... bad.
Not even for some hard black bread."

Fetching water, this ne'er-do-well
Did fill his cookpot at the well.
The flames beneath it soon did swell.
"And NOW the stone!" is what he said.

Soon a young woman happened by.
The ne'er-do-well she did espy.
"There is no scent. I wonder why?
May I look?" "Yes, go ahead."

"What do you make? I see it not.
Water and a stone only in this pot."
"Why, tis stone soup. You know it not?"
He chuckled as the maid turned red.

"Hmm.. let me help. I think I can.
Perhaps some onions, my dear man?"
Her neighbor had a BETTER plan!
"I have Swiss chard, which I will shred."

"Zucchini and leeks!" another cried.
"Carrots and celery? I'm well supplied."
"Tomatoes, garlic, parsley (undried)?"
The ne'er-do-well said, "Go ahead."

Before too long the man arose.
"I think it's done, least by my nose.
It's now Stone Soup, and I propose
you join me in my meager spread.

Twas quite a feast they shared that night.
The Stone soup was a true delight.
They relished eating every bite!
The ne'er-do-well both tired and fed.​

 

[LustfulOne50]

A retelling of an old story in poetic format. Sort of a chain verse, the "link" is in the fourth line of each stanza. Can you guess the tale?

Long ago and far away,
In a village poor but gay
A ne'er-do-well arrived one day
To rest his weary head.

"There's but one problem," thought the cad.
"No silver coins are to be had.
My belly aches with hunger... bad.
Not even for some hard black bread."

Fetching water, this ne'er-do-well
Did fill his cookpot at the well.
The flames beneath it soon did swell.
"And NOW the stone!" is what he said.

Soon a young woman happened by.
The ne'er-do-well she did espy.
"There is no scent. I wonder why?
May I look?" "Yes, go ahead."

"What do you make? I see it not.
Water and a stone only in this pot."
"Why, tis stone soup. You know it not?"
He chuckled as the maid turned red.

"Hmm.. let me help. I think I can.
Perhaps some onions, my dear man?"
Her neighbor had a BETTER plan!
"I have Swiss chard, which I will shred."

"Zucchini and leeks!" another cried.
"Carrots and celery? I'm well supplied."
"Tomatoes, garlic, parsley (undried)?"
The ne'er-do-well said, "Go ahead."

Before too long the man arose.
"I think it's done, least by my nose.
It's now Stone Soup, and I propose
you join me in my meager spread.

Twas quite a feast they shared that night.
The Stone soup was a true delight.
They relished eating every bite!
The ne'er-do-well both tired and fed.​

Nice Maid ..very nice fun to get answer to it..but you I got it quick..I hope other get the answer....

 

[biggbear8]

A retelling of an old story in poetic format. Sort of a chain verse, the "link" is in the fourth line of each stanza. Can you guess the tale?

Long ago and far away,
In a village poor but gay
A ne'er-do-well arrived one day
To rest his weary head.

"There's but one problem," thought the cad.
"No silver coins are to be had.
My belly aches with hunger... bad.
Not even for some hard black bread."

Fetching water, this ne'er-do-well
Did fill his cookpot at the well.
The flames beneath it soon did swell.
"And NOW the stone!" is what he said.

Soon a young woman happened by.
The ne'er-do-well she did espy.
"There is no scent. I wonder why?
May I look?" "Yes, go ahead."

"What do you make? I see it not.
Water and a stone only in this pot."
"Why, tis stone soup. You know it not?"
He chuckled as the maid turned red.

"Hmm.. let me help. I think I can.
Perhaps some onions, my dear man?"
Her neighbor had a BETTER plan!
"I have Swiss chard, which I will shred."

"Zucchini and leeks!" another cried.
"Carrots and celery? I'm well supplied."
"Tomatoes, garlic, parsley (undried)?"
The ne'er-do-well said, "Go ahead."

Before too long the man arose.
"I think it's done, least by my nose.
It's now Stone Soup, and I propose
you join me in my meager spread.

Twas quite a feast they shared that night.
The Stone soup was a true delight.
They relished eating every bite!
The ne'er-do-well both tired and fed.​

WOW GREAT poems maid I love the beautiful images seen your works great writing

 

[biggbear8]

Making love with you is so perfect
You lift me to new heights,
I spend all day dreaming
Of making love all nights.

Our skin in heated fusion
I melt beneath your kiss,
We sink together as one
Into ecstasy's abyss.

My body enters your soul
As your soul claims my eyes,
As two we become one
In intermingled cries.

Our bodies dance together
As our souls unite,
We melt into each other
Held fast thru out the night.

In perfect unison
Our movements coincide,
A synchronized ballet
Our love won't be denied.

Lips pressed gently
Eyes that never close,
My breath becomes your own
We strain in passions throes.

Ecstasy over comes us
Hearts explode and collide,
Voices that rise in the night
Amid passionate cries.

A slow return to earth
Our souls upon the skies,
Held within our love
Tears fall from joyful eyes.

Never a more perfect way
For our souls to touch,
It all begins in just a glance
When love comes in a rush.


MFM

wow what a beautiful erotic write MFM full of passion and desire great work

 

[Erotica_Writings]

My heart is in love

I stand before him, my love.
He takes my hand and kisses it softly.
His head bends down to meet my lips,
We both feel the electricity from above.
His arms wraps around my waist,
He moves a hand behind my necks base.
My mouth parts slightly for him,
He whispers * You are heavens sin. *
Our bodies come together as one,
Our bodies moved together under the earths sun.
We remain still snuggled up on our sides,
Hypnotized through each others eyes.

 

[LustfulOne50]

I stand before him, my love.
He takes my hand and kisses it softly.
His head bends down to meet my lips,
We both feel the electricity from above.
His arms wraps around my waist,
He moves a hand behind my necks base.
My mouth parts slightly for him,
He whispers * You are heavens sin. *
Our bodies come together as one,
Our bodies moved together under the earths sun.
We remain still snuggled up on our sides,
Hypnotized through each others eyes.

WOW!! Erotica very sensual work..you can tell loves arrow has found its target...very nice...