Free Thoughts~on One word...

[RhymeFairy]

Three Doors Down
Here Without You


A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that i saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
And i don't think i can look at this the same
But all these miles that seperate
Disappear now when i'm dreaming of your face

I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And i dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight it's only you and me

The miles just keep rollin'
As the people leave their way to say hello
I've heard this life was overrated
But i hope that it gets better as we go

I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And i dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl its only you and me

Everything i know,and anywhere i go
It gets hard but it wont take away my love
And when the last one falls
When it's all said and done
It gets hard but it wont take away my love

I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And i dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl its only you and me

 

[RhymeFairy]

writing on the writing live thread this am ....



More



I miss you
my love

my love.

Something, someone

so simply said but

with such

meaning. My heart beats, each breath
echoes, regurgitates and sets forth
a motion
a memory

in life
where,


here lately
the last seven months
to be exact

you have led my heart
with every thought
every emotion.

You come and go as I sit
and take care of my

business
while in my inner mind I wish


to stand tall
to stand beside

you.

Hand
in hand
body to body. Every

day

a new day. But you always elude and side-step
another appointment ... work
and the daily grind of life
weather and take

you

away

from me. To be with you. On the nights
blithering cold and hot

as sin. Slaving
away, on our ride. Mouth

to mouth,
body waves erupting and taking
us, away. I want


to be there ... my love. When the blistering
rays of light, awake
us. Adorning our bodies, with the suns first
french
kiss. Licking away the morning


dew drops from your body. Worshipping
you, throughout

the daily grind of work, chores
play and daily rituals of what makes
us,

us. I wish to be

the reason you awake with a smile

on those cranberry lips, that taunt and tease

that worship my body

with intent. That only
leads to another, going home
and doing your ritual. I should be

the ritual that you

live for, for you

are

mine. You are the
reason I await, the evening clouds,
the stars that shine ... the

reason I wish for more time,
more
you,
here
with me. One day, I know,


It seems I am always waiting for

one



day .....




......



I need a hobby, lol ....

 

[Many Feathers]

Hey baby!

Nice to see you here! You've been missed!

 

[RhymeFairy]

Hey Sexy ........

Nice to see you here! You've been missed!

The boards seem a bit slow. This also, to me, seems to be the norm as of late, sad .....

I have missed ya'll like crazy and am in a constant search for inspiration. Unfortunately. this day has brought lil but yucko news and .... I am on a 3 Doors Down kick, so to those who want to write, feel that unquenchable need to purge, emerge and succeed to the other side of a sweet, sexy write ..

I give you, what has inspired me this evening :


Kryptonite
3 Doors Down

I took a walk around the world to ease my troubled mind.
I left my body laying somewhere in the SANDS of time.
I watch the world float to the dark side of the moon.
I feel there's nothing I can do, Yeah.

I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon.
After all I knew it had to be something to do with you.
I really don't mind, what happens now and then.
As long as you'll be my friend at the end.

If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman.
If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand.
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman MIGHT, Kryptonite.
You call me strong, you call me weak but still your secrets I will keep.
You took for granted, all the times I never let you down.
You stumbled in and bumped your head, if not for me then you'd be dead.
I picked you up, and put you back on solid ground.

If I go crazy then will you still call me superman.
If I'm alive and well will you be there, holding my hand.
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman MIGHT, Kryptonite, Yeah!

If I go crazy then will you still call me superman.
If I'm alive and well, will you be there, holding my hand.
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman MIGHT , Kryptonite.

If I go crazy then will you still call me superman.
If I'm alive and well, will you be there, holding my hand.
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman MIGHT , Kryptonite.


..............


Ticket to Heaven
3 Doors Down


I'm walkin' a wire feels like a thousand ways I could fall
To want is to buy but to live is to die and it can't take it all
When everything is said and done I won't have one thing left
What happened to everything that I've ever known?

Cause all they gave me was this ticket to heaven
But that ticket to heaven said to lie in the bed that you make
Now I'm restless and I'm running from everything
I'm running from everything
I'm afraid it's a little too late

Soft voices lie and innocence dies
Now ain't that a shame
Then all of your dreams, and all your money they don't mean a thing
When everything is said and done you wont have one thing left
What happened to everything that I've ever known?

All they gave me was this ticket to heaven
But that ticket said to lie in the bed that you make
Now I'm restless and I'm running from everything
I'm afraid it's a little too late
It's a little too late

All they gave me was this ticket to heaven
But that ticket said to lie in the bed that you make
Now I'm restless and I'm running from everything
I'm running from everything
I'm afraid it's a little too late

All they gave me was this ticket to heaven
But that ticket said to lie in the bed that you make
Now I'm restless and I'm running from everything
I'm afraid it's a little too late
It's a little too late




Happy writing my friends,

Love ya ~~!!!!

 

[RhymeFairy]

Brought over from the passion thread.

Thanks Anna, seems I got a bit of it out, growl, lol ... xoxoxoxo


..................



Time moves, slow motion
fringed in the darkness of hollow rooted
memories. That's all we have is
memories. Each day the clock ticks
time moves, slow motions like
a night turned to day, with stars
shining
he arrives as my passions pulp
runs

smooth, silky thighs
quiver. Breast turned
into light beckons,

land

here.

Land
here, where my cum glistens
from the repetitive thoughts

I have had
of you, of us. A slow riding
grind,
milking twin moons into perky
pleas of taste, taunt,
take

loving in slow motion. A slide
show of past days gone,
is all I have. His memory
stands the test
of time. I awake in the moons glare
wishing, hotly
wanting, to milk his member
while my fingers
tickle, take

him in hand. Slow dive
down, silken tongue slithers
while his mouth mimics
making me moan
and climb the walls.

Each movement caught
in time, in a still
frame
we had it, right


there


somewhere along the way, he

like a snake, slithered away and left me

awaiting the pleasing his eyes be told, his body
bestowed. His mouth
dropped, those silent vows that
forgot

to concentrate and concede. That somehow
left
me, here with a pink vibe, wishing
my big daddy
was doing the pleasing ....

 

[RhymeFairy]

brought over from passion ....

.............


I smell
his skin
his taste has inherited a place, deep inside
where smoldering eruptions go off
at the mere hint
of that intoxicating, minxy charm. Like a bell
rung, I prance to attention
ears flicking
tail prancing
body motions swirling, in waves
wanting a taste
a morsel of his
flesh to
hold me
over. Till the dinner bell rings
and I with my ball of yarn
tumble to that tantalizing
aroma
of my mate, my
one ....


....

grrrrrrr

missed you guys ~~~

 

[RhymeFairy]

Brought over from writing Live ~~

........





I've tried the drinking. I've sat in silence
awaiting that sweet ambrosias arsenic to grip
inside, where hearts are buried and nights pass
where pleasantries are softly spoken.

This my token, a brilliant sense of humor, pulling
closer, sliding down another shot. This one should
do it - should, shroud my memories in darkness where
your giggles no longer awake me. This one

may

keep my feet planted and your fingers, will no more
glide across hot, molten skin - begging, for your
tough. Lips pressed, indenting
my thighs with bubbles of laughter
as each pop kiss, ploughs through me,
engaging my soul into another round,
another - we will make it, my one
my love.

We really shouldn't do this, but damned
if I care. The liquor has licked me clean, leaving
behind a basic picture. The one where,
the white picket fence still calls and
I always answered, yes
to the last call ~~


...

 

[Many Feathers]

Interesting poem...

........





I've tried the drinking. I've sat in silence
awaiting that sweet ambrosias arsenic to grip
inside, where hearts are buried and nights pass
where pleasantries are softly spoken.

This my token, a brilliant sense of humor, pulling
closer, sliding down another shot. This one should
do it - should, shroud my memories in darkness where
your giggles no longer awake me. This one

may

keep my feet planted and your fingers, will no more
glide across hot, molten skin - begging, for your
tough. Lips pressed, indenting
my thighs with bubbles of laughter
as each pop kiss, ploughs through me,
engaging my soul into another round,
another - we will make it, my one
my love.

We really shouldn't do this, but damned
if I care. The liquor has licked me clean, leaving
behind a basic picture. The one where,
the white picket fence still calls and
I always answered, yes
to the last call ~~


...

Hey baby....

 

[RhymeFairy]

Hey sugah ...*kisssssssss

it was a bounce and I have been wanting to write, so it is what it is. Trying not to get tooo rusty, lol.

Interesting good or blahhhh ?? I know it's not hottttt, or too boring just ho-hum??

(((Rick)))

*kisssss

 

[Many Feathers]

No good...

Hey sugah ...*kisssssssss

it was a bounce and I have been wanting to write, so it is what it is. Trying not to get tooo rusty, lol.

Interesting good or blahhhh ?? I know it's not hottttt, or too boring just ho-hum??

(((Rick)))

*kisssss

Just as long as it's not down a path I once walked...

 

[RhymeFairy]

pink ice, smoldering
chestnut hair shaved, shivering
simmering out a slow meowing purr.
tongue dips, lathers
snaking in deep. rounding circles making dizzy
thoughts into a thorough thrashing of hips
gyrating, grinding down on mouth, teeth.
fingertips, finding freedom in curls
as a long spearing shaft endeavors
causing cosmic chaos
tunneling in, tasting
biting into a fresh
strawberry core.




...

 

[RhymeFairy]

free write from writing live this am ...


......




I cannot write without
the music. My heart beats - each pump
a step, a thought
a vision. Inspiring me, to dance.

Hair waving, body flows
lips smiling
as a bend - flows. Feline purrs
erupt. Egg shell white
teeth bared, to bite,
a pattern out. This dance floor

is bumpy. A ride on a back road
a rough stallion neighs
a gallop, flows
the words - simply

flow. This is writing. This is
home. A place I long for
when the early morn sunrise, smiles
and sips outta my cuppa. She knows,
like a mother

knows. This is the path. This
is the day. This is
what I was made for ....

...

oh well, I did what I wanted, I wrote something and it felt good, sooo oh well, lol.

Hope everyone is doing well. ( I mean that !!! )

All my love, my friends ..


Me ~~

 

[RhymeFairy]

Could you, would
you .....


I love to taste


his balls
as tongue trails, lapping around
fingers slowly
flick. Rounding out my spot, to land

and tempt
with mouth mimics
tongue trails, body
dances. Slow, step out, then in
In deep, my digits

dial out
love, with numbered nubs
one, two
then three. Circling
in, down, around
mouth to cock, finger

frolics
tapping out my Morse code
for, I want all of you,
forever ....


....



Mmmmm, yummmy !!!!




*licks ~

 

[RhymeFairy]

rub
picture
listen

intent

waiting

fuel




a few words to work with. Inspiration some say. I want to write and feel the need to .... explore. Pick a word, take it for a ride

enjoy, the moment ...

Happy writing my friends ....


*kiss

 

[bluerains]

finish

waiting
fuel of desire

picture
intent rubbing foxes

listen
tails wagging

 

[RhymeFairy]

waiting
fuel of desire

picture
intent rubbing foxes

listen
tails wagging

yours leaves a lot .. yummy !!!

I took it to the passion thread and came up with this :



feet treading, softly walking across
linoleum. sun kissed skin, peaking
thoughts - drift, as soft egg treading, cycles
through another round
another wispy hair, flares out. morning

desire - makes herself known. No pancakes
today. Just, soft rain falling while flaky biscuits
bake. He lies in bed, unknowing
unaware. Gentle snores snapping
down the hall. Telling her, he
sleeps, awaking - her fire. She has traveled

that path, felt those webbed fingers
fidget down. Traveled every pore, awaking
her body like notes to music
a symphony of strings, horns and drums

drums
so many drums - enough to raise
the dead and make her beg for another
moment, in his embrace, in his
body of movement. Caressing every curve
as he bends her
every memory. Leaving her bare,
of thought. Bare of need, bare

to the core. Just a hiccup
happenstance, where breakfast met lunch
and need, met love ....

...


jus' keep swimming, lol ~~~ Trying not to get rusty. We have to write, when the need arises, no matter what the thought eh ... ( sometimes they seem to get away from us )

Happy writing my friends .. ~

............

it is what it is, lol. Thanks Blue. I really appreciate the boost and your writing !! Huggles my friend ...

 

[bluerains]

beyond

strike me
and rain molds fountains
drum me and I am
unsinkable
I think I may be...
unshackled
water boarded

 

[RhymeFairy]

strike me
and rain molds fountains
drum me and I am
unsinkable
I think I may be...
unshackled
water boarded

unshackled
she awaits the pounce. Soft feline
curves. Mourning the loss of
his touch
his feathery breath
upon her skin.

skimming the horizon
heathen thoughts come to mind. Clock
ticks,
soft treads
tip toeing down the hall. He is

there.

A shadow away. To touch
feel,

smear,

her body over like
jam to bread. A slow burning,
brazen tumble
in mind. Finger tip trails
from groin, groin

groin - meets manic mumbling
parts. Slither, over. Take him,

mouth

mouth

mumbles, kisses. Kept feelings
for too long. Bend,
break him down. Devour his
thoughts, his every need.
For today is a new day. A new
mounting. To have and hold
to fold and behold
to

love, all day and into
the night. Shackled and bound
for another bounce. Skin to skin,
mouth to mouth,
member to mound. Riding
high and never

coming down ....


Thank you Blue,

I have wanted to write and feel it coming back and I cannot tell you how much I appreciate ... the bounce !! Growl, lol !!


xoxoxoxoxo

RF~

 

[RhymeFairy]

passion thread this am ......




............



arched heal flexed
as mouthy mumbles turn to
soft kisses - trailing up
his thigh. finger turns
taunting his member. making
him squirm, squealing out
names. places to

forage. Faking a fumble, turning
bending - pretzel like
she mounts and rides. rough
shot over her domain. demanding
retribution. too long
too much as jam turns
to juice, pudding
flows. both
take, tumble
make
a whole. one to another
a vowel
of forever
is muttered out ....



*growl ....

 

[darkerdreamer]

passion thread this am ......

Faking a fumble, turning
bending - pretzel like
she mounts and rides.

I called her pretzel girl
due to a dream long ago,
before we met when I still wondered
where the other half was.

I wonder if the name was more fitting
with her hogtied, smile biting into the rubber,
it made sense how easily we twisted together.

Her hair was soft, watched in the objective mirror.
I told her how beautiful she was with her makeup running,
I could tell from the impressions on the rubber that

she finally saw it too.


Thanks for the inspiration kick RF, pretzel always does it and I needed it.

 

[RhymeFairy]

I called her pretzel girl
due to a dream long ago,
before we met when I still wondered
where the other half was.

I wonder if the name was more fitting
with her hogtied, smile biting into the rubber,
it made sense how easily we twisted together.

Her hair was soft, watched in the objective mirror.
I told her how beautiful she was with her makeup running,
I could tell from the impressions on the rubber that

she finally saw it too.


Thanks for the inspiration kick RF, pretzel always does it and I needed it.

It's been too long DD .. great to see you haunting the halls again my friend ... ~ xoxoxo

 

[butters]

have we a word for today? this looks fun

 

[RhymeFairy]

have we a word for today? this looks fun

your request ...


wait



verb (used without object)

1. to remain inactive or in a state of repose, as until something expected
happens (often fol. by for, till, or until): to wait for the bus to arrive.
2. (of things) to be available or in readiness: A letter is waiting for you.
3. to remain neglected for a time: a matter that can wait.
4. to postpone or delay something or to be postponed or delayed: We waited
a week and then bought the house. Your vacation will have to wait until next month.
5. to look forward to eagerly: I'm just waiting for the day somebody knocks
him down.


–verb (used with object)

6. to continue as one is in expectation of; await: to wait one's turn at a
telephone booth.
7. to postpone or delay in expectation: Don't wait supper for me.
8. Archaic. (of things) to be in readiness for; be reserved for; await: Glory waits thee.
9. Archaic. to attend upon or escort, esp. as a sign of respect.

–noun

10. an act or instance of waiting or awaiting; delay; halt: a wait at the border.
11. a period or interval of waiting: There will be a long wait between trains.
12. Theater. a. the time between two acts, scenes, or the like.
b. stage wait.

13. British. a. waits, (formerly) a band of musicians employed by a city or town
to play music in parades, for official functions, etc.
b. a street musician, esp. a singer.
c. one of a band of carolers.
d. a piece sung by carolers, esp. a Christmas carol.

14. Obsolete. a watchman.


—Verb phrases

15. wait on, a. to perform the duties of an attendant or servant for.
b. to supply the wants of a person, as serving a meal or serving a customer in a store.
c. to call upon or visit (a person, esp. a superior): to wait on
Her Majesty at the palace.
d. Falconry. (of a hawk) to soar over ground until prey appears.
e. Chiefly Midland and Southern U.S. to wait for (a person); await.
f. Also, wait upon. to await (an event).

16. wait up, a. to postpone going to bed to await someone's arrival.
b. Informal. to halt and wait for another to join one, as in running or walking:
Wait up, I can't walk so fast.

—Idioms17. lie in wait, to wait in ambush: The army lay in wait in the forest.
18. wait table. table (def. 26).


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Origin:
1150–1200; (v.) early ME waiten < AF waitier; OF guaitier < Gmc; c. OHG
wahtēn to watch, deriv. of wahta a watch (see wake 1 ); (n.) late ME < AF deriv. of waitier


Synonyms:
1. await, linger, abide, delay. Wait, tarry imply pausing to linger and thereby
putting off further activity until later. Wait usually implies staying for a limited
time and for a definite purpose, that is, for something expected: to wait for a
train. Tarry is a somewhat archaic word for wait, but it suggests lingering,
perhaps aimlessly delaying, or pausing (briefly) in a journey: to tarry on the
way home; to tarry overnight at an inn.


Usage note:
15e, f. Sometimes considered objectionable in standard usage, the idiom wait
on meaning “to wait for, to await (a person)” is largely confined to speech or
written representations of speech. It is most common in the Midland and
Southern United States: Let's not wait on Rachel, she's always late. Wait on
or upon (an event) does not have a regional pattern and occurs in a wide
variety of contexts: We will wait on (or upon) his answer and make our
decision then. The completion of the merger waits upon news of a drop in
interest rates.





Happy writing my friends ...

 

[tungtied2u]

I hope that life is treating you well,
I imagine you've many tales to tell
of your 2 fine lads and how they've grown
into young men sound of mind and bone

and the baby boy, no longer just coos,
but a toddler wearing through shoes, and more shoes
(and sometimes your nerves),
though you have a long fuse

What's become of your oldest,
is she still the boldest
of all of Your brood
or have the years tempered her moods?

Those once familiar faces and names
now seem so distant and out of frame
they blur into the background
but still you remain

in focus, in mind
inside, in my heart
a treasure well hidden
from which I can't part

You know I hope every happiness comes your way
that you languish in love at the end of the day
I only wish it was me when the hours are late
and curse my foolishness in making you wait.

your request ...


wait



verb (used without object)

1. to remain inactive or in a state of repose, as until something expected
happens (often fol. by for, till, or until): to wait for the bus to arrive.
2. (of things) to be available or in readiness: A letter is waiting for you.
3. to remain neglected for a time: a matter that can wait.
4. to postpone or delay something or to be postponed or delayed: We waited
a week and then bought the house. Your vacation will have to wait until next month.
5. to look forward to eagerly: I'm just waiting for the day somebody knocks
him down.


–verb (used with object)

6. to continue as one is in expectation of; await: to wait one's turn at a
telephone booth.
7. to postpone or delay in expectation: Don't wait supper for me.
8. Archaic. (of things) to be in readiness for; be reserved for; await: Glory waits thee.
9. Archaic. to attend upon or escort, esp. as a sign of respect.

–noun

10. an act or instance of waiting or awaiting; delay; halt: a wait at the border.
11. a period or interval of waiting: There will be a long wait between trains.
12. Theater. a. the time between two acts, scenes, or the like.
b. stage wait.

13. British. a. waits, (formerly) a band of musicians employed by a city or town
to play music in parades, for official functions, etc.
b. a street musician, esp. a singer.
c. one of a band of carolers.
d. a piece sung by carolers, esp. a Christmas carol.

14. Obsolete. a watchman.


—Verb phrases

15. wait on, a. to perform the duties of an attendant or servant for.
b. to supply the wants of a person, as serving a meal or serving a customer in a store.
c. to call upon or visit (a person, esp. a superior): to wait on
Her Majesty at the palace.
d. Falconry. (of a hawk) to soar over ground until prey appears.
e. Chiefly Midland and Southern U.S. to wait for (a person); await.
f. Also, wait upon. to await (an event).

16. wait up, a. to postpone going to bed to await someone's arrival.
b. Informal. to halt and wait for another to join one, as in running or walking:
Wait up, I can't walk so fast.

—Idioms17. lie in wait, to wait in ambush: The army lay in wait in the forest.
18. wait table. table (def. 26).


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Origin:
1150–1200; (v.) early ME waiten < AF waitier; OF guaitier < Gmc; c. OHG
wahtēn to watch, deriv. of wahta a watch (see wake 1 ); (n.) late ME < AF deriv. of waitier


Synonyms:
1. await, linger, abide, delay. Wait, tarry imply pausing to linger and thereby
putting off further activity until later. Wait usually implies staying for a limited
time and for a definite purpose, that is, for something expected: to wait for a
train. Tarry is a somewhat archaic word for wait, but it suggests lingering,
perhaps aimlessly delaying, or pausing (briefly) in a journey: to tarry on the
way home; to tarry overnight at an inn.


Usage note:
15e, f. Sometimes considered objectionable in standard usage, the idiom wait
on meaning “to wait for, to await (a person)” is largely confined to speech or
written representations of speech. It is most common in the Midland and
Southern United States: Let's not wait on Rachel, she's always late. Wait on
or upon (an event) does not have a regional pattern and occurs in a wide
variety of contexts: We will wait on (or upon) his answer and make our
decision then. The completion of the merger waits upon news of a drop in
interest rates.





Happy writing my friends ...

 

[RhymeFairy]

Time and space...

No color.. Just a lil jazz.

I'm backk... Don"t know if it's going to be as good for you, as it shall be for me.
Getting myself a palm tree, a drink and settling in for the long haul this time.

Hi to all my old friends and greetings and salutations to all the ones I've yet to meet.

Much love from RhymeFairy ~~