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Whether curved in stone or wood,
painted on canvas or gesso
or scratched on clay or ink applied
words to paper or papyrus and
it is that wonderful Love that only one's
who themselves in entwined in it can
describe it themselves and we may
only pleasure as ourselves voyeurs as we
graze upon such works and reminisce of
our own experience of beauty called love.​
 
Precious...
A dove in slow motion flight...

A haunting love song...

A warm summers night...

A beautiful first intimate moment together...

A Precious moment in time...

How would I've known completed love without thee...

As you take your love away from me...

One day you'll understand my cried, my plea...

Because you see...

You complete me...

Your love has meaning to me, I wish you could see and never leave me...

I know love and I respect thee!....​
 
Creatures of the Fire


We swan-dive into the volcano, burning;We’re creatures of the fire,
Mingled male and female, yearning
For the heat, the sweet explosion of desire.

I splash into the pleasure, all consuming;
I’m joyfully insane,
My passion for you deep, and fully blooming;
Long after, sweet warm flickers still remain.

You make my body sizzle with your kisses,
And yet there’s so much more;
My heart is kindled, too; It knows what bliss is,
This closeness that I’ve never felt before.

My body and my heart belong to you;
I’m peaceful and complete.
I see more adventures coming for we two,
We creatures of the tender fire and heat.
 
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Creatures of the Fire


We swan-dive into the volcano, burning;We’re creatures of the fire,
Mingled male and female, yearning
For the heat, the sweet explosion of desire.

I splash into the pleasure, all consuming;
I’m joyfully insane,
My passion for you deep, and fully blooming;
Long after, sweet warm flickers still remain.

You make my body sizzle with your kisses,
And yet there’s so much more;
My heart is kindled, too; It knows what bliss is,
This closeness that I’ve never felt before.

My body and my heart belong to you;
I’m peaceful and complete.
I see more adventures coming for we two,
We creatures of the tender fire and heat.

Nice poem...and I Do Love you tminu :rose::kiss::heart:
 
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You are surrounded by a crowd and you still walk alone. Alienated from the world outside, you live in the cocoon of your solitude but you yearn for a heart that sings for you. Life without a friend and a loved one can be crushingly depressing and lonely. Don't let loneliness creep into your life. Open the gates of your heart and allow others to reach out to you. Soon a special someone may walk in…
 
Love lost..
Never let a ghost
from the past flaw
a love that is true.
or words have no
meaning people do.
 
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A poem written along ago

Believe Again

Believe again, say I to you
I will never leave -
To take my love away from you.

I can't stand here free
Without your love so near
So I cannot stay alone to be.

My heart is in your hands to do
With what you wish and I fear not,
Because you love me as I to love you.

Believe again, say I to you
I will never leave -
To take my love away from you.

 
Hope

Hope can be called by many things,
like faith, prayer, ideals, trust or attitude,
but by no matter what it is called. The hope I
have the faith I believe in, the prayers I say in
quiet, the ideals I hold, the trust I keep and
the attitude I bear are that we shall be one into
the future for our bond is strong enough to
weather any storm.
 
Words I had forgotten


The Net of Gossamer



As I watch the evening sky and see Orion
the hunter.
I to am a hunter, but with a net
of gossamer treads made from my heart.

My net of fine threads are threads of Love -
more then any man could, Honor - to place
you before others, Cherish - to treat you with
affection and tenderness, Truth - to never lie
to you, Respect - not to violate your wish,
Caring - to be there when you are ill, Growth -
to asist you in reaching your goals, Communication -
to listen when you talk, Humor - to cheer you when
you need it and don't, Inspire - to motivate you to
your best, Hugs - to hold you in my warmth and Kisses -
to strenghten each thread of the net. With my gossamer
net I hope to capture your heart my love.
 
The Box


It had sat for many years with its hinges coated with rust and a lock on it that was almost impregnable. The room that it set in had grown cold, but it must have seen light and warmth once for there were dead roses there with much dust gathered on them. The fireplace bore old ashes meaning that a fire was lit there once. The room was littered with unfinished works of art and poems of love. The room looked liked as though someone closed the door on a Friday and never came back.
There came to its’ door a beautiful lady, whose spirit seemed to fit the lock to the room door. She entered it knocking away the cobwebs and proceeded to assess her find. Her light showed brightly in the room. She took all the old unfinished works and placed them in the fireplace and started fire where none had been for a long time. She swept out all the old dust and cobwebs. She polished everything inside and made it gleam as never before. She even replaces all the roses with fresh cut ones from her garden of love. Finally in the corner she found the box. There she slowly removed the rust lovingly and great care. When she placed her finger soft and tenderly on the lock the lock fell open to her as if it had been waiting for her touch. Carefully and with some nervousness she slowly opened the old box. Finally open, it looked empty, but in the corner deep inside there was a tightly bound old wrapped package of warmth and love. Reaching in she gently picked it up and held it to her breast knowing it was now hers’. She could feel its faint beating as it came to life. Raising it to her sweet lips she breathed more life into it. The warmth and love responded quickly lighting the room and providing her with more warmth. It knew this was her room and it wanted her there forever. The love made it cozy for her and she knew this was her room and it was meant for her. She gladly accepted her newfound warmth and love for it was hers and it was given freely to her. She allowed it to enter her and remain forever. Her spirit as his had found where they belong. The room soon was soon filled with great works from love and to perfection unknown to it before. Oh, as for the box it never closed again, for the love and warmth that had been buried deep inside had found their home and it was with her and her tender care.
Thank You My Love for Finding the Box
Love LustfulOne50​
 
An Old Haunt

Today I am down, feeling her not around,
feeling an old haunt has pulled her back,
back to life without me in it and it scares
me. An old friend who drew her before
and I lost her then and it nearly killed me
inside. An old haunt with no name, who
doesn’t breath or even have heart that
feels pain. A heart that can’t even hold
her dearly. An old friend that haunts me
for it will take her away and I can’t
even fight, how can I be jealous of a
computer, but Lord, I pray
may it end before she goes away.

Please Stay​




Written before Lit
 
Wish you would stop in more often my sweet Cajun Princess...always love your writing.:rose::kiss:

awww thank you Sweetie, that makes me feel good, actually I have not written anything in a couple of years, I guess everything going on at home with Queenie growing up and us moving several times and my getting sick, I just put my writing on the back burner.

But I am back around hoping to get some good inspiration and good creative juices going again....

HUGS:kiss:
 
awww thank you Sweetie, that makes me feel good, actually I have not written anything in a couple of years, I guess everything going on at home with Queenie growing up and us moving several times and my getting sick, I just put my writing on the back burner.

But I am back around hoping to get some good inspiration and good creative juices going again....

HUGS:kiss:

I hope my lady of love...get back on that pen..you havn't lost your so get that inkwell filled and start dipping that quill..:rose::kiss::heart:
 
The Still

Sometime at night I lay very still
I can hear you voice in the still
and I hold my pillow close so I can
feel your softness.
Remembering the times we were together
I lie there and know we will be together
again.
Each time I hear you sweetness on the
phone I know you are standing with me
during these times we are apart.
I, my love don't mind it here in the
still, knowing you are there

I LOVE YOU​
 
I never knew there would be a better tomorrow
But you've come into my life and taken away all my sorrow

My days of sadness are a thing of the past
Because I have found true love at last

My days of emptiness are gone for good
Because you fill a void in my heart that you should

You've opened a window
You've shown me the light
And my love for you will continue to burn bright.
 
I never knew there would be a better tomorrow
But you've come into my life and taken away all my sorrow

My days of sadness are a thing of the past
Because I have found true love at last

My days of emptiness are gone for good
Because you fill a void in my heart that you should

You've opened a window
You've shown me the light
And my love for you will continue to burn bright.

Never a day or night shall pass without the love of my life deep within my heart. It could be the cold of winter and she shall the the cloak around my heart and the warm laugh I hold within. If you were a book I would you from cover to cover and over again just make sure I never missed a part of you. you are the angel on my shoulder and the warmth within my heart and I love you Tminu:rose::kiss::heart:
 
Recipe for love (making two into one)

1. a measure of Best Friends
2. A large helping of love
3. 2 cups of communication
4. 2 cups of honor and respect mixed together
5. 4 cups of Cherish
6. One large dollop of Trust

Mix into two individuals who are to become lifes partners and mates
and let it grow inside them.
If mixed well they will soon find joy and support for each other.
You will soon have the making of One, One of sharing, joys and love of
love for each other.

I love you
 
I Like

I like the way it feels when we kiss
I like diving into you eyes of green
I like to touch the softness of you skin
I like the way you love me
I like to walk with my hand in your hip pocket
I like the way we cuddle in bed
I like pleasing you my love
I like it if I could brush your hair
I like making you breakfast in bed
I like the warmth and caring you show
I like the idea of seeing future sunrises with you by my side

No I love all the above
as I love you
:rose::kiss::heart:
 
Exotic Love Tea

1 cups water
1/4 cup honey
1 cup apple juice
1/4 teaspoon cinnamon
6 Celestial Seasonings of flowery orange pekoe

Bring water and juice to a boil. Stir in honey and cinnamon. Add the tea bags. Remove from heat. Let stand for one hour. Add 6 cups cold water Pour into glasses with ice. Sit back, sip and fall in love.
Can be stored in the refrigerator for three days .
 
Exotic Love Tea

1 cups water
1/4 cup honey
1 cup apple juice
1/4 teaspoon cinnamon
6 Celestial Seasonings of flowery orange pekoe

Bring water and juice to a boil. Stir in honey and cinnamon. Add the tea bags. Remove from heat. Let stand for one hour. Add 6 cups cold water Pour into glasses with ice. Sit back, sip and fall in love.
Can be stored in the refrigerator for three days .

MMMMM sound yummy sweet..great mixture of favors:kiss::heart:
 
The Keeper of the Night

By LustfulOne50



Yes, My love I’m The Keeper of the Night. My forces protect your sleep as I stand at the foot of your bed an gaze upon your beauty while you sleep and wish to be your lover. I wish I could touch you as a real man should, to feel your inner warmth. I can send my cool breeze at night to pass over you allowing me to pass over you to feel you goose bumps, but to touch your heart is what I want. Many, many times before this I stood out side your window and watch over you. Tonight you invited me here for me be your lover and I wish you could wipe the tear from my cheek for this joy you have presented. I am only a spirit, a shadow the ageless one who will be gone at dawns light. You can me see pass in a glimpse or feel my airy touch at night, but never hold me as I wish you could. Oh yes, you have see me but in different forms. I have came to you as a clown in your dreams to cheer you when you were sad. As the mystery man who leaves you the flowers to gladden you when your heart has been broken. Your mentor who helps you with your decisions in life. The knight in shining armor who saves your day and carries you to safety. I have played many roles for you my love. Oh. how I wish to curl my fingers in your hair and smell its sweetness, to taste of your soft lips, to look into your beautiful eyes,to cup your breasts in warm hands and par take of them as I have seen real men do and to place myself in you and give you joy as your lovers do. Yes. my love, I stand here with a tear wishing I could be your total lover. Well my sweet I will be here for you at night to carry out your wishes and protect your night. For when you feel the cool breeze at night pass over you it’s only me wishing to hold you. When you hug yourself from the chill, maybe if your quick you may feel me pass by in want of you.

Good night my sweet I be here for you
Love
The keeper of Night​


 
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