Reoccurring Dream

[Sparky Kronkite]

For all the women of Literotica....

You're in my reoccurring dream
Always there every night
When I close my eyes
I dream the beautiful sight
Of you

 

[CreamyLady]

This is beautiful, Sparky -- but am I a beautiful sight? One never really knows.

 

[Sparky Kronkite]

Beauty...

The mental vision I maintain is beautiful.

 

[Silverlily]

Mr. Kronkite, I'm really starting to like you.

 

[Expertise]

Just when I was beginning to think I was the biggest "suck-up" on this board....

 

[CreamyLady]

Thank you again, Sparky, and I shall endeavor to live up to that image at all times, and relegate my early morning vision to a box on the shelf.

 

[Cheri]

Hummm, the only time guys have said stuff like that to me, they've been trying to get in my pants. Wonder what he wants...

 

[April]

Me too? *said shyly and wistfully*

 

[Sparky Kronkite]

Nope...

There are no ulterior motives involved in this - I simply love women and like to give them flowers… and stuff - I can't give the women here flowers so poetry (this is actually one of my song lyrics) will have to suffice.

 

[Patryn]

You know, I used to think you were annoying. The bobtoad showed up. But in either case, it's a very nice poem. Since everyone seems to be waxing rhapsodic, I have one that I may submit sometime in the future.

 

[Sparky Kronkite]

Thank you -

Patryn - a saint be ye.

 

[Cheri]

Well then Sparky, go ahead and adore us! I for one love to be worshiped.

 

[Bliss]

Giggle

Mon Cheri,

Why do you keep making me say this?

You are such a sycophant!

Commence adoration Spunkleheimerschmidt.

 

[MistressSin]

does this go for the new women too

For all the women of Literotica....

You're in my reoccurring dream
Always there every night
When I close my eyes
I dream the beautiful sight
Of you

I'm totally gushing!

 

[Sparky Kronkite]

Sorry, family business....

Yes, this poem, this thought - is for all women everywhere.

 

[Cheri]

Re: Giggle

Mon Cheri,

Why do you keep making me say this?

You are such a sycophant!

Commence adoration Spunkleheimerschmidt.

Bliss baby, I think I love you, parasite that I am.

 

[Never]

Expertise:
"Just when I was beginning to think I was the biggest "suck-up" on this board...."
You're the expert at sucking up, hun. Always will be.

Okay, I don't want to insult Spunky here but I'm sort of confused by the response he's gotten. Personally I found his post to be a little 'ho-hum' and I didn't really consider it poetry.
So I'll ask, what moved you ladies to respond this way? Just because he said something sweet? The idea that he dreams about you? He didn't even name names; if he had addressed this to one or two 'special' posters I would have understood the reaction.

I'm not a romantic type at all so I'm continuously befuddled about this stuff anyway.

 

[CreamyLady]

For goodness' sake, child, do you have to analyze every damned thing to death?

If the poem didn't move you, fine; I found it incredibly sweet. To understand why, look in a mirror when you are 47 years old and gravity is having its way with you.

 

[Never]

Yes, I do.
I'll try to remember that looking in the mirror thing for when I'm 47, I'll leave a little sticky note in the back of the fridge.

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Wait, did you call me child? Come on, that's a low blow..

 

[Sparky Kronkite]

Never...

Don't know you a lick but you seem apathetic toward life. Yes, this is not really a poem, it's the chorus of a lyric. Probably a relatively mundane country love song. And now I didn't specify any singular females - I'm married and just like many love songs, it's not directed toward one individual - although of course I like to give my wife first dibs. I just thought it was pretty cool (as cool as a dumb country song lyric can get anyway) and thought that the thought might be appreciated by most women. There are exceptions of course and you are probably one. You don't have to read it and you don't have to respond. You're call however. Spark.

 

[KillerMuffin]

It's lovely Slinky, it really is, even though it doesn't apply to me *sigh* I know...

Dead Biscuits

 

[Sparky Kronkite]

Interesting how....

You took that Dead Biscuits shit so seemingly serious. Don't really know but…. Seems that way. Yah know - whenever you address me as, I don't know - Sprinkle Crankcase or some shit - it just cracks me a slight smile and goes away.

 

[KillerMuffin]

That was pretty much the intent... I take myself only slightly less seriously than you do. I also don't seem to have that internal radar that tells me when something ceases to be funny, so that horse is gonna be dead and cremated by the time I get the point that its just not adorable anymore. Oh well, I'll stop eventually, when I quit giggling about it.

 

[Sparky Kronkite]

Yeah well -

Wow! One of my major clicks - dead mares - so soft, so furry, so leathery - and with a big wad of KY? Ummmmmm!

I was in jail once with a farm boy that was big time into watermellons. Beasts to - but apparently they moved weird on him - so - he goes out into the field - hot summer day - picks up some 90 degree mellon - cuts a hole in it with his pocket knife and pulls his pants down - bingo! Hot love.

True story.