Lust's Corner

[RedHairedandFriendly]

The whispered wind blows by me
The longing memories
The happy times fade slowly
upon a gentle breeze

A heated rush of anger
A coarse word spoken there
A dagger to the heart
was love no longer shared

With each step he took
With every breath released
With all my love and sorrow
his feelings they did cease

So now I go on living
So far away from him
So deep within depression
not knowing how to swim

Come back to me I whisper
Come and set me free
Come over by the water
if just to rescue me

 

[biggbear8]

I hope you are also...

and wow.... what a hug..

I try to give the best hugs I can especially to beautifuk red headed women lol
hugs kisses hon
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[RedHairedandFriendly]

I sit here and I wonder
how to make you see
that upon my heart is always
the love for you from me

Can you just not feel it
or are you just afraid
do you even know
that I think of you each day

Your eyes make up my heavens
the music of our hearts
beating once together
now broken all apart

Sadness rules my features
groans and moans of old
rake across my body
leaving me so cold

Do you sit and wonder
how you make me sigh
each and every morning
my heart it begs to cry

The pain is getting weaker
with every breath I take
for on this day of sadness
myself no longer wakes

So when your memories of me
bring sadness to your face
think of not what was
but only of our place

Our place of hope and laughter
the one space in time we shared
as each of us were living
when no one else did care.

I love you and I'll need you
from each day on out
and though I can not see you
my love for you calls out

Answer it with prayers
with loving tender sighs
holding on to memories
of yesterdays gone by

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

The darkness of the night
reaches for her soul
when she isn't looking
he takes a deeper hold

With whispered breaths upon her ear
his movements grow more bold
she shivers at his promises
and feels his body mold

More are brought to her
and all that she's been told
bury deep inside her mind
gone her protective fold

Magic and darkness take her
her heart can not uphold
the glory of his passion
no longer papered gold

The veils of mist have risen
and soon the iron mold
begins to pull her under
her mind is oversold

No longer can she feel him
or see the others scold
giving herself over
her body is now old

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Her spirit lifts and falters
upon the gentle cloud
she no longer worries
about the who and how

The days of old are finished
her life begins anew
with each stroke of freshness
songs no longer blue

Everyone was sorry
but all they caused was pain
today she will stop crying
for he has stopped the rain

The gift of life he gave her
no longer she forsakes
for in her time of sorrow
the Lord her love did make

He formed a potters wheel
and planted in a seed
it grew into the man
that looks right back at me

And as our lives take flight
the time for us to sail
begins to start a battle
we know we'll never fail

To live for one another
and breath the gentle air
to forget the calls of passion
no longer will we dare

So as we start our journey
know that I shall care
for our prized possession
the love that we both share

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Shadows dance across the sky
as a snake slithers by.

The sounds of night they sing a song
inviting you to dance along.

Crickets chirping in the breeze
make the noises blend with ease.

Music plays within the dark
often you can hear a lark.

Slowly the animals begin to sway
along the beat of the gentle glade.

Footsteps falter in the sand
and out he reaches for your hand.

Together with the sounds of night
two lovers hands and hearts take flight.

Dancing to the sounds of evening
no longer each one lonely breathing.

For they have found a place to rest
upon the land that God has blessed.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Two ugly words....

Shut-up you say
Shut-up you yell
Shut-up you tell me
Shut-up

Shut-up you holler
Shut-up you shout
Shut-up you hiss
Shut-up

I now don't talk
I now don't speak
I now don't whisper
I barely think

I now don't laugh
I now don't cry
I now don't sing
I barely try

Shut-up you said
Shut-up you yelled
Shut-up you told me
Shut-up

Shut-up you hollered
Shut-up you shouted
Shut-up you hissed
Shut-up

I didn't talk
I didn't speak
I didn't whisper
or try to think

I didn't laugh
I didn't cry
I didn't sing
I didn't try

Shut-up? I tried.
Shut-up? I will.
Shut-up? I did.
Shut-up.....
yet...
I still love you

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Blinded by the rays of light
that blend beneath the moon
my eyes take on the eagles sight
and fill your heart with doom

The misty morning wakes
and the fog it rises high
looking out among you
the eagle in the sky

Afternoon grows longer
awaiting for the dark
to come and greet the evening
upon this blackened heart

The full moon is approaching
the darkness of the night
will cover all the evil
and make it all just right

With each passing beam of sound
and every whispered breath
we look for those still waiting
for the signs of death

All Hollow's Eve is coming
the night that souls arise
and trick-or-treaters visit
wearing our disguise

Come one come all we gather
upon the hill so high
and wait out for another
year to pass on by.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Pandora's Box fell upon and her scattered words did fall
upon the woman's parchment, upon the woman's call
words that were just hidden, somewhere deep below
now come to the surface, never knowing where they'll flow

To each word she gives, a meaning for each line
some make up the rythmn, some make up her ryhmns
never being forceful, never being blind
she continues to move onward, without an outer sign

Surprised she is and wonders, how long this spell will last
for someday soon she knows, the box will soon be clasped
and her words trapped once more, until the day it happens
that Pandora's Box falls and her scattered words are ashes

For now she doesn't question, just sits back and rides the tide
that flows up to the surface, upon the noon day sky
forever will she write them, forever will she say
I wrote the words that fell, from Pandora's Box that day

 

[MrFantasyMan]

To be a "Dad" is really tough,
not to mention kind of rough.
Demanding this expecting that,
trying not to be the ole doormat.
No matter what the issue may be,
my kids can always count on me.
To be there through the thick and thin,
to open my heart and let them in.
Open arms and a open mind,
really helps when being kind.
The day your child is finally born,
your heart becomes suddenly torn.
Between the masculine guy you were,
to having all this love for him or her.
A love so deep and ever so strong,
hoping they will never do wrong.
But, this we know is the impossible dream,
soon we discover they even scream!
Then we see that they are people too,
and hope they turn out just like you.
Again we see that this is fiction,
and pushing to much can cause some friction.
So, back to having that open mind,
will surely pay off in due time.
Now, no matter what they say or do,
take the time to say "Love you."
And when they can learn to say it back,
you know you got them on the right track.
The track of love, caring and concern,
the lessons of life, they live and learn.
And when they grow and have kids of their own,
they'll share the same love that their father has shown.

MFM

 

[biggbear8]

great poems Red lovely penning

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[biggbear8]

BEAUTIFUL POEMS MFM hand shakes my friend

 

[biggbear8]

Exposed View
.
Soft tender fingers swirls the mist,
As it breathes against
the backdrop of charm
in lush foliage of the woods.
.
The breeze flows with vibrancy
caressing beneath the radiant
beams of the sun,
The leaves dancing their laced
tango sensually.
.
The wind kissing her along her neck
with memories freshly painted.
Rushing streams of water splashing
cold upon her soul.
.
The sweet cherished passing of time,
where blades of grass once grew,
and danced naked and exposed,
magnificent eyes of blue, dressed in clothes of old,
mixes with the ancient Victorian charm,
that waltzes to the music Bach.
.
Quietly it soothe me with the slow waltz,
of scented lemon grass memories,
pressed tightly to a book of pages,
with the emerald scenes of today.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

To be a "Dad" is really tough,
not to mention kind of rough.
Demanding this expecting that,
trying not to be the ole doormat.
No matter what the issue may be,
my kids can always count on me.
To be there through the thick and thin,
to open my heart and let them in.
Open arms and a open mind,
really helps when being kind.
The day your child is finally born,
your heart becomes suddenly torn.
Between the masculine guy you were,
to having all this love for him or her.
A love so deep and ever so strong,
hoping they will never do wrong.
But, this we know is the impossible dream,
soon we discover they even scream!
Then we see that they are people too,
and hope they turn out just like you.
Again we see that this is fiction,
and pushing to much can cause some friction.
So, back to having that open mind,
will surely pay off in due time.
Now, no matter what they say or do,
take the time to say "Love you."
And when they can learn to say it back,
you know you got them on the right track.
The track of love, caring and concern,
the lessons of life, they live and learn.
And when they grow and have kids of their own,
they'll share the same love that their father has shown.

MFM

This MFM... is excellent.. and works for mommies.. too

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

great poems Red lovely penning

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Thank you... I have greatly enjoyed yours as well... and once again thank you for the great big bear hug..

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Exposed View
.
Soft tender fingers swirls the mist,
As it breathes against
the backdrop of charm
in lush foliage of the woods.
.
The breeze flows with vibrancy
caressing beneath the radiant
beams of the sun,
The leaves dancing their laced
tango sensually.
.
The wind kissing her along her neck
with memories freshly painted.
Rushing streams of water splashing
cold upon her soul.
.
The sweet cherished passing of time,
where blades of grass once grew,
and danced naked and exposed,
magnificent eyes of blue, dressed in clothes of old,
mixes with the ancient Victorian charm,
that waltzes to the music Bach.
.
Quietly it soothe me with the slow waltz,
of scented lemon grass memories,
pressed tightly to a book of pages,
with the emerald scenes of today.

This is very lovely and thank you for writing it..

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Exposed View
.
Soft tender fingers swirls the mist,
As it breathes against
The backdrop of charm
In lush foliage of the woods.
.
The breeze flows with vibrancy
Caressing beneath the radiant
Beams of the sun,
The leaves dancing their laced
Tango sensually.
.
The wind kissing her along her neck
With memories freshly painted.
Rushing streams of water splashing
Cold upon her soul.
.
The sweet cherished passing of time,
Where blades of grass once grew,
And danced naked and exposed,
Magnificent eyes of blue, dressed in clothes of old,
Mixes with the ancient Victorian charm,
That waltzes to the music by Bach.
.
Quietly it soothe me with the slow waltz,
Of scented lemon grass memories,
Pressed tightly to a book of pages,
With the emerald scenes of today.

BB8 ~

What a lovely, lovely piece! It's filled with gentle images as one sits and watches the blades of grass dance in the wind, and feels the wind as it gently raises the long tendrils of her hair to place a soft kiss upon her exposed neck... a kiss so soft as to raise gooseflesh upon her body as a waltz by Bach plays in the background.

O, to find a place in time where days were spent so languidly... and life and love were so simple. To be able to enjoy the little simple pleasures of life and to feel as loved as she quite obviously is.

 

[biggbear8]

This is very lovely and thank you for writing it..

THANK YOU REDHAIRED AND FRIENDLY {{{{{{{{{{{{{{ RED}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

and your welcome glad you like my hugs lol

 

[biggbear8]

BB8 ~

What a lovely, lovely piece! It's filled with gentle images as one sits and watches the blades of grass dance in the wind, and feels the wind as it gently raises the long tendrils of her hair to place a soft kiss upon her
exposed neck... a kiss so soft as to raise gooseflesh upon her body as a waltz by Bach plays in the background.

O, to find a place in time where days were spent so languidly... and life and love were so simple. To be able to enjoy the little simple pleasures of life and to feel as loved as she quite obviously is.

thank you so much for that lovely comment that is a dream of mine to find a lovely lady to spend time with enjoying life love and happiness maybe just sitting on a swing watching the full moon feeling the breeze sail around us and hear the music playing in the background as we dance under the moonlight
thank you again
bear

 

[babydoll2u]

Exposed View
.
Soft tender fingers swirls the mist,
As it breathes against
the backdrop of charm
in lush foliage of the woods.
.
The breeze flows with vibrancy
caressing beneath the radiant
beams of the sun,
The leaves dancing their laced
tango sensually.
.
The wind kissing her along her neck
with memories freshly painted.
Rushing streams of water splashing
cold upon her soul.
.
The sweet cherished passing of time,
where blades of grass once grew,
and danced naked and exposed,
magnificent eyes of blue, dressed in clothes of old,
mixes with the ancient Victorian charm,
that waltzes to the music Bach.
.
Quietly it soothe me with the slow waltz,
of scented lemon grass memories,
pressed tightly to a book of pages,
with the emerald scenes of today.

breathtakingly beautiful....

 

[biggbear8]

breathtakingly beautiful....

THANK YOU {{{{{{{{{{ BABYDOLL }}}}}}}}}}}}}

 

[biggbear8]

~She Waits...in the wind~
.
She quietly waits in the wind for her Love,
Where she’ll enwrap him, in her essence,
Breathing her love on his sweltering flesh,
Sensing the feel of him, of his love again.
.
Caressing his brow, with a soft whispering kiss,
From the enticing, teasing, tingling, soft breeze,
Blowing chills of passion’s ecstasy, her song
the sweet wind carries to him
.
Her love carried in gentle wisps of air,
whistling thru the branches of trees, fields,
Resting finally, in his heart and soul
he closes his eyes to feel the love,
carried by the wind to him.....
.
Wild flowers, how she loved picking them
Her long hair frolicking in the summer breeze
gazing over, and smiling
Fantasizing about her, as the wind tantalizes him
.
With his eyes closed, he senses her caress
in the wind she loves so much
He knows her love is there for him,
as the loving wind that encompass’s him

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

I love you and I need you
each and every day
upon this piece of paper
I come to you this way

Though I can not touch you
and I wish I would
my thoughts of you unspoken
I would carve them if I could

Upon a piece of leather
or a block of clay
each word would be the truth
for I would never play

Only, the words we whisper
ours to hear and say
come over by me darling
we have to, come what may

To take a risky moment
and breath each a breath of life
into the mouths of lovers
that are feeling such great strife

So hold me when you can
and kiss me if you will
for our memories of yesterday
need to keep us 'til

A new and glorious day
awakens with the sun
and once more I am greeted
with a kiss of love undone

My heart soars like an eagle
taking me away
hoping to hear you
on another sunny day

But if time doesn't happen
and if it isn't fair
then know that I still hold you
upon my heart in prayer

Kiss me in your mind
and hold me in your heart
do not shift and wander
for though we are apart

My thoughts of you are full
and my heart is spoken for
not to the one that binds me
but you, forever more.

 

[MzLady]

Red...that's beautiful

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Red...that's beautiful

Thank you MzLady