Lust's Corner

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Nothing like the beauty of nautre to describe a love or a hearts desire great write and wonderfully written I am impressed with your poetry great work

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Thank you ...

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Just have to toss in lots of

 

[MrFantasyMan]

Beautiful hair
So gracefully you wear
a living poem display before my eyes.

Voice so soft and sweet
Passion deep inside
I can scarely measure the skies most spacious eyes.

When I talk with you
it makes me happy.
When I think of you
I smile inside.

How I long to spend
many hours sharing
and uncovering the depths
that fills your presence with a shine.


MFM

 

[MrFantasyMan]

Ever have one of those days when you doubt everything about yourself for every waking second?????

I Wonder
by
WyldBreeze​

A thousand times a day,
When I'm aware and when I'm not.

When the phone doesn't ring at 2:00 AM,
And every other time it rings.

As I dream at midnight's darkest hour,
And daydream through the afternoon.

When I catch a scent of raspberries,
And taste the sweetness of pineapples.

Try as I may,
And sad as it may be.

I constantly think of you and wonder,
Do you ever think of me?​

so good to have you back {{{Wyld}}}... ...and this poem reminds me that it is better to have taken the journey...then never to wonder if I hadn't...

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Beautiful hair
So gracefully you wear
a living poem display before my eyes.

Voice so soft and sweet
Passion deep inside
I can scarely measure the skies most spacious eyes.

When I talk with you
it makes me happy.
When I think of you
I smile inside.

How I long to spend
many hours sharing
and uncovering the depths
that fills your presence with a shine.


MFM

Very nice poem

 

[MrFantasyMan]

Roses grace your name
and carnations fill your heart
with every flower blooming
your eyes give off a spark

Lilies glisten in the rain
as two lips sing a song
that holds to lovers close
nothing for them goes wrong

Violets make up his eyes
glowing with desire
Bird of Paradise bloom
in the raging fire

Mums are the secret sound of lovers
whose nights fill with sighs and moans
that fill the air above them
passion that will not grow old

Cactus... such a prickly thing
like problems marriage will sometimes seem
but look closer and a flower will appear
and know that its beauty will always redeem.

I do so love the natural world and the beauty that she inspires in the words of a poet...lovely {{{RHF}}}... (and I do so love African Violets...they are my mom's favorite and she has about 30+ adorning her kitchen... )

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

I do so love the natural world and the beauty that she inspires in the words of a poet...lovely {{{RHF}}}... (and I do so love African Violets...they are my mom's favorite and she has about 30+ adorning her kitchen... )

I'm glad you enjoy...

I love violets, though I can make them bloom beautifully, my mother envies that, because for some reason she has never had one bloom of her own... They get huge but never produce one flower... odd.

 

[MrFantasyMan]

Forest of the Spirit Owl

As the cover of night descend across the pale blue sky,
And the sun sinks down beyond the mountain top,
Born in the thickness of the spruce trees,
The spirits and mist dance in the grove,
All is quiet in these mysterious times,
As one universe rests and another awakens,
As the last beams of the light disappear from sight.
.
The guardians of the night spring to life,
The majestic white owl glides on elegant wings,
Through the woods as the wind carries her;
She peers with nocturnal eyes that see everything,
And catches the sight of him as he walks alone.
He has the complexion of a moonless night
With eyes as white as the stars.
His outward appearance is strong and brave,
But within his soul he’s agonizingly alone.
He slips through the forest slowly, silently.
.
As he smells the air looking for a companion.
Thou a scent of another is detected,
No one can be found.
He takes path that leads him higher,
Above the forest where his song of heartaches
Can be heard by all forest creatures.
He gazes at the treetops that safeguards his home.

Then lifts his head towards the sky
With stars and moon reflecting in his eyes,
He cries out in desperation for the forest to hear.
And then listens for an answer to his cries,
For the one love, he’ll spend his life with.
.
Will she hear his love song?
On this dark lonely night,
The forest is eerily silent,
For the white she owl who hears him !
But cannot respond

Bear...what can I say?...you have the spirit of the forest and the mystery's she guards deep in your soul...I love this...*bows to the master*...

 

[MrFantasyMan]

The innocence has passed
As has love's morning dew,
And fades as the sun hits the grass,
And day is no longer new.
Though born in a flawless sunrise,
It grows stronger as day matures.
Though no longer spellbound by meeting eyes,
Day has more value as it endures.
Love was beautiful when it first felt summer's rays.
The land was so pristine and new.
Though no longer entralled by how her hair sways,
Day is mightier as skies turn from blue.
Love was articial when the sun first arrived.
Yet, its made into stone, as through storms, it survives.


MFM

 

[MrFantasyMan]

I have dreamed the dreams of a lover,
knowing the satisfaction of your smile.
Holding and caressing you,
watching you all the while.

I have dreamed with the comfort
of my head upon your chest.
Taken the liberty of being,
softly impressed.

I've gazed into your eyes
and seen your pleasure spent.
Giving back one on one,
the feeling Heaven sent.

I have known the joy of serenity,
wrapped in your arms while sleeping.
Dreaming gentle dreams,
mine for the keeping.

You are the lover in my dreams,
the reward of chances taken.
All I want this night to be,
still here when I awaken.

I have loved you dearly and most sincerely
in the hours of slumbered measure.
Keeping the dream while awake,
my greatest pleasure.


MFM

 

[biggbear8]

I'm glad you enjoy...

I love violets, though I can make them bloom beautifully, my mother envies that, because for some reason she has never had one bloom of her own... They get huge but never produce one flower... odd.

yes she has you have bloomed into the most beautiful violet ever grown !

 

[biggbear8]

Bear...what can I say?...you have the spirit of the forest and the mystery's she guards deep in your soul...I love this...*bows to the master*...

Thank you so much MFM handshakes my friend

 

[biggbear8]

I have dreamed the dreams of a lover,
knowing the satisfaction of your smile.
Holding and caressing you,
watching you all the while.

I have dreamed with the comfort
of my head upon your chest.
Taken the liberty of being,
softly impressed.

I've gazed into your eyes
and seen your pleasure spent.
Giving back one on one,
the feeling Heaven sent.

I have known the joy of serenity,
wrapped in your arms while sleeping.
Dreaming gentle dreams,
mine for the keeping.

You are the lover in my dreams,
the reward of chances taken.
All I want this night to be,
still here when I awaken.

I have loved you dearly and most sincerely
in the hours of slumbered measure.
Keeping the dream while awake,
my greatest pleasure.


MFM

you are the master of love and romance, for your words speak from your soul for those who need to realize that there is love in this crazy world along with the beauty of nature if one just choose to open their gates and let it in.
to me the worse type of brokenheart is one that never give love and romance a chance in fear of being hurt.

handshakes MFM

 

[MrFantasyMan]

you are the master of love and romance, for your words speak from your soul for those who need to realize that there is love in this crazy world along with the beauty of nature if one just choose to open their gates and let it in.
to me the worse type of brokenheart is one that never give love and romance a chance in fear of being hurt.

handshakes MFM

and a ^5...I so agree Bear!...no pain...no gain... ...now who told me that...

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

I have dreamed the dreams of a lover,
knowing the satisfaction of your smile.
Holding and caressing you,
watching you all the while.

I have dreamed with the comfort
of my head upon your chest.
Taken the liberty of being,
softly impressed.

I've gazed into your eyes
and seen your pleasure spent.
Giving back one on one,
the feeling Heaven sent.

I have known the joy of serenity,
wrapped in your arms while sleeping.
Dreaming gentle dreams,
mine for the keeping.

You are the lover in my dreams,
the reward of chances taken.
All I want this night to be,
still here when I awaken.

I have loved you dearly and most sincerely
in the hours of slumbered measure.
Keeping the dream while awake,
my greatest pleasure.


MFM

Very beautiful...

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

yes she has you have bloomed into the most beautiful violet ever grown !

Thank you

 

[MrFantasyMan]

Very beautiful...

Thank you...

 

[babydoll2u]

Ever have one of those days when you doubt everything about yourself for every waking second?????

I Wonder
by
WyldBreeze​

A thousand times a day,
When I'm aware and when I'm not.

When the phone doesn't ring at 2:00 AM,
And every other time it rings.

As I dream at midnight's darkest hour,
And daydream through the afternoon.

When I catch a scent of raspberries,
And taste the sweetness of pineapples.

Try as I may,
And sad as it may be.

I constantly think of you and wonder,
Do you ever think of me?​

this is beautifully written Wyld... and the last stanza, probably one that every lost lover wonders of the other...

 

[babydoll2u]

I have dreamed the dreams of a lover,
knowing the satisfaction of your smile.
Holding and caressing you,
watching you all the while.

I have dreamed with the comfort
of my head upon your chest.
Taken the liberty of being,
softly impressed.

I've gazed into your eyes
and seen your pleasure spent.
Giving back one on one,
the feeling Heaven sent.

I have known the joy of serenity,
wrapped in your arms while sleeping.
Dreaming gentle dreams,
mine for the keeping.

You are the lover in my dreams,
the reward of chances taken.
All I want this night to be,
still here when I awaken.

I have loved you dearly and most sincerely
in the hours of slumbered measure.
Keeping the dream while awake,
my greatest pleasure.


MFM

breathtakingly precious... I love it

 

[biggbear8]

The Wind and The Eagle
.
The Wind gently caresses her soft face,
And dances on the rivers and streams with elegance,
As an Eagle soars overhead,
Unseen the wind molds the land,
Like a sculptor creating his masterpiece,
.
Track the gentle hills until it joins others mounds,
That gather to become a mountain as time passes,
Then it reaches to the sky, to play with the clouds,
Then surges back to the ground silently,
.
Between the mountains a lush green valley,
Stretching out the foothills like arms to embrace the rain,
As the Wind creates a painting and composes a song
In the tall grass, through the vibrant flowers and into endless sky,
.
Upon the gusting Wind floats an eagle,
Through the tall grass crawls a chipmunk,
Other small creatures scurry through the forest,
A rainbow trout swims in the stream,
Where you once stood.

The peaceful solitude that surrounds you,
Seeps into your heart, soul and spirit
The beauty of the nature embraces you,
As the Wind gently brushes away a tear,
And the eagle soars over the forest.

 

[MrFantasyMan]

breathtakingly precious... I love it

...breathe...2,3,4,5...breathe...

 

[babydoll2u]

I'm glad you enjoy...

I love violets, though I can make them bloom beautifully, my mother envies that, because for some reason she has never had one bloom of her own... They get huge but never produce one flower... odd.

just the opposite with me and my grandmother... every single one of hers will bloom like crazy, while the ones I've had will grow huge, yet never produce a bloom. it is odd, lol.

 

[babydoll2u]

...breathe...2,3,4,5...breathe...

LOL.. breathing!

 

[babydoll2u]

I'm sorry that I don't have the time to read through every single page... and comment on every single poem individually. It's been suggested to me that if I can't comment on every writing, perhaps I shouldn't comment at all. Well, time and a very active 5 yr old don't allow me that luxury While I enjoy all of the writings here that I'm able to get to, the ones that I do comment on are the ones that touch something in me on some deep level, and I could not, nor would not, withhold my comments on them.

However I will say that, reading what I do get a chance to, tells me that each of you are talented, each has a unique style of writing that is your own, and you're each very in touch with your particular gift.
Never lose it, never lay it down. For it may touch someone who you may least expect that it would touch.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

*sighs heavily*

 

[babydoll2u]

Well!! So much for keeping private messages PRIVATE PEGGY!
You, however, when you wrote your piece for here... were NOT above going out scrounging for comments by PM'ing others... myself included.... making us feel obligated to make a comment.

If you or anyone else thinks they can handle the job of being In-house editor here... they are welcome to the position. Inasmuch as I will miss Lusty, Bear, MFM, Wyld, EW, Harley, Philly, and any others I may have missed or forgotten... at the moment, I doubt I'll be back. You quite obviously do NOT know when to shut up or what to keep to yourself, do you?

sigh... my post was not aimed at you Victoria, I'm sorry that you took it that way, nor was your name mentioned.
My apologies to you and everyone...