Chaos: Don't Stress, Undress

[SouthernTongue69]

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Beautiful

 

[Lmizzler]

 

[hotcpu]

I don't know, I am a sucker for a mystery man in a black suit!

Duly noted

 

[lavendersilk]

poetry

 

[Lmizzler]

Sexy picture and the way the words are written across your skin even adds more weight to the quote!
This is a top shelf picture @lavendersilk

 

[Secretintoelderly]

Love the sentence “This is how you know…”

 

[Awaywego]

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So perfect..colors, light, and body! Love this

 

[Awaywego]

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Very cool!

 

[Awaywego]

Morning
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How did I miss this? So it's a Saturday wake up, love all this but that nipple!

 

[Awaywego]

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So nice, I am drowning

 

[JustAnotherFlower]

 

[JustAnotherFlower]

My bedroom is haunted by ghosts of lovers past, They rarely make their presence known
On blackest nights do they come, rattling their chains.
Passions exhumed with cold fingers, wraithlike whispering in my ears
An orgasmic phantasm rides across my skin
Bittersweet longing on my tongue



(A few Litsters pointed out the hidden faces on the blanket in this photo, that's what inspired the mediocre poetry. Follow the line of my thigh downward and you'll see the first face- a somber profile. The other face is directly below my hand, fingers hiding it's eyes. Prominent nose with an evil smile. And I was badgering into this.

 

[Great_Scot]

My bedroom is haunted by ghosts of lovers past, They rarely make their presence known
On blackest nights do they come, rattling their chains.
Passions exhumed with cold fingers, wraithlike whispering in my ears
An orgasmic phantasm rides across my skin
Bittersweet longing on my tongue

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(A few Litsters pointed out the hidden faces on the blanket in this photo, that's what inspired the mediocre poetry. Follow the line of my thigh downward and you'll see the first face- a somber profile. The other face is directly below my hand, fingers hiding it's eyes. Prominent nose with an evil smile.)

Hot. That's all I have.

 

[HonorableRogue]

My bedroom is haunted by ghosts of lovers past, They rarely make their presence known
On blackest nights do they come, rattling their chains.
Passions exhumed with cold fingers, wraithlike whispering in my ears
An orgasmic phantasm rides across my skin
Bittersweet longing on my tongue

(A few Litsters pointed out the hidden faces on the blanket in this photo, that's what inspired the mediocre poetry. Follow the line of my thigh downward and you'll see the first face- a somber profile. The other face is directly below my hand, fingers hiding it's eyes. Prominent nose with an evil smile.)

Um...
Sheesh. This is awkward.
Why so many dead lovers? Asking for a friend in the Homicide Division.

Cheers

P.S. Turns out JustAPoisonousFlower is a available as a Lit username.

 

[Grant55]

My bedroom is haunted by ghosts of lovers past, They rarely make their presence known
On blackest nights do they come, rattling their chains.
Passions exhumed with cold fingers, wraithlike whispering in my ears
An orgasmic phantasm rides across my skin
Bittersweet longing on my tongue



(A few Litsters pointed out the hidden faces on the blanket in this photo, that's what inspired the mediocre poetry. Follow the line of my thigh downward and you'll see the first face- a somber profile. The other face is directly below my hand, fingers hiding it's eyes. Prominent nose with an evil smile.)

Ah but poetry needs to be felt. This is more important than form. However, a vocaroo of you speaking what you wrote would melt the hearts of those who have the hardest of hearts.

 

[Great_Scot]

Ah but poetry needs to be felt. This is more important than form. However, a vocaroo of you speaking what you wrote would melt the hearts of those who have the hardest of hearts.

I endorse this message! SPEECH, SPEEEEECH!

 

[TomTeacher19]

My bedroom is haunted by ghosts of lovers past, They rarely make their presence known
On blackest nights do they come, rattling their chains.
Passions exhumed with cold fingers, wraithlike whispering in my ears
An orgasmic phantasm rides across my skin
Bittersweet longing on my tongue

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(A few Litsters pointed out the hidden faces on the blanket in this photo, that's what inspired the mediocre poetry. Follow the line of my thigh downward and you'll see the first face- a somber profile. The other face is directly below my hand, fingers hiding it's eyes. Prominent nose with an evil smile.)

Here is to wishing those ghosts enjoy watching new lovers who come soon to you and rattle a lot more than just chains. Sexy and fantastic - and that's just the poetry. The pic is WOW.

 

[Amanda330]

Her eyes had their own vocabulary.
What a beautiful language to learn.
-Unknown

 

[JustAnotherFlower]

@Grant55 and @Great_Scot

Y'all are goobers...

Here is to wishing those ghosts enjoy watching new lovers who come soon to you and rattle a lot more than just chains. Sexy and fantastic - and that's just the poetry. The pic is WOW.

Oh, my... thank ya, TomTom. Though I rather not have chains to rattle when nylon webbing is quieter and more gentle on the skin.

 

[Great_Scot]

Her eyes had their own vocabulary.
What a beautiful language to learn.
-Unknown


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[JustAnotherFlower]

Um...
Sheesh. This is awkward.
Why so many dead lovers? Asking for a friend in the Homicide Division.

Cheers

P.S. Turns out JustAPoisonousFlower is a available as a Lit username.

A lady never reveals information about her past lovers... Sorry, Detective, and beating me with your hose won't make me talk either.

 

[Grant55]

@Grant55 and @Great_Scot

Y'all are goobers...



Oh, my... thank ya, TomTom. Though I rather not have chains to rattle when nylon webbing is quieter and more gentle on the skin.

Yep. I was right.

 

[TalkToMeInSB]

My bedroom is haunted by ghosts of lovers past, They rarely make their presence known
On blackest nights do they come, rattling their chains.
Passions exhumed with cold fingers, wraithlike whispering in my ears
An orgasmic phantasm rides across my skin
Bittersweet longing on my tongue

View attachment 2367404

(A few Litsters pointed out the hidden faces on the blanket in this photo, that's what inspired the mediocre poetry. Follow the line of my thigh downward and you'll see the first face- a somber profile. The other face is directly below my hand, fingers hiding it's eyes. Prominent nose with an evil smile.)

Totally enjoying your provocative words and images…. Fuck you’re sexy!

 

[JustAnotherFlower]

Her eyes had their own vocabulary.
What a beautiful language to learn.
-Unknown

 

[positiveflirt]

Her eyes had their own vocabulary.
What a beautiful language to learn.
-Unknown

That language has four different words for assassination