Free Thoughts~on One word...

[Many Feathers]

Hey RF...

Got yours off in the mail today too. So be looking for it! *wink*

 

[Many Feathers]

Hey Mav!!!

Sounds like you and ( o Y o ) are having a great time!!!!!!!!

Hope you're "up" to it as well after everything you've been through!

And told Beam....whenever you two want to just get away for a nice relaxing weekend, hope you'll come see us!

 

[Beam_of_lite]

Sounds like you and ( o Y o ) are having a great time!!!!!!!!

Hope you're "up" to it as well after everything you've been through!

And told Beam....whenever you two want to just get away for a nice relaxing weekend, hope you'll come see us!

Sorry,

Seems I still am having problems with this gender swapping thing. I'll get it figured out though soon as I get a free moment.

Mav

 

[MaverickMan]

Sounds like you and ( o Y o ) are having a great time!!!!!!!!

Hope you're "up" to it as well after everything you've been through!

And told Beam....whenever you two want to just get away for a nice relaxing weekend, hope you'll come see us!

We are having a spectacular time and still yet to do anything other than ordinary daily stuff. But it's all great.

Don't seem to have any problems with the equipment.

 

[Many Feathers]

Lmao...

We are having a spectacular time and still yet to do anything other than ordinary daily stuff. But it's all great.

Don't seem to have any problems with the equipment.

Wondered about that....

 

[RhymeFairy]

You are very quixotic with your AVs lately. Nice though!

Love poem..............


When You are Old
by W. B. Yeats

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

I was looking at Yeats this am when I posted, requesting love poems. Thank you Mav ... I cannot remember reading this one before and it's very romantic. Nice, verrrrrrrry nice.

 

[RhymeFairy]

The Listeners Walter de la Mare

Walter De la Mare. 1873–

86. The Listeners

'IS there anybody there?' said the Traveller,
Knocking on the moonlit door;
And his horse in the silence champed the grasses
Of the forest's ferny floor.
And a bird flew up out of the turret,
Above the Traveller's head:
And he smote upon the door again a second time;
'Is there anybody there?' he said.
But no one descended to the Traveller;
No head from the leaf-fringed sill
Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes,
Where he stood perplexed and still.
But only a host of phantom listeners
That dwelt in the lone house then
Stood listening in the quiet of the moonlight
To that voice from the world of men:
Stood thronging the faint moonbeams on the dark stair,
That goes down to the empty hall,
Hearkening in an air stirred and shaken
By the lonely Traveller's call.
And he felt in his heart their strangeness,
Their stillness answering his cry,
While his horse moved, cropping the dark turf,
'Neath the starred and leafy sky;
For he suddenly smote on the door, even
Louder, and lifted his head:—
'Tell them I came, and no one answered,
That I kept my word,' he said.
Never the least stir made the listeners,
Though every word he spake
Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house
From the one man left awake:
Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup,
And the sound of iron on stone,
And how the silence surged softly backward,
When the plunging hoofs were gone.


I know I have never read this one and I feel it. Dark and asking ... won't you join me, come on, answer my knock.


Love it ... Thank You Spell ~~~

 

[RhymeFairy]

Horny toad mode :::




I shaved


this pussy and lil pink rim
just, for you. I feel you
near. Hands gliding, mouth
suckling, taking my melon

whole. Inch by
inch, taste buds
explode while devouring me
nub to sink hole. Rousing
my passions, to cross

the edge
finding euphoria, is to be
had, here. Baby, come
here. Tongue bless, caress
all my

counterparts. Take my being
all apart. Dissect me whole
as I mouth out your growth,
with my lips of no
mercy. Demand
- Command.

Come inside
my pearly white
hide. Grace my halls, with your
big, hot
prick. Stick it
to me. Mack out,
take a bite. Feel my

slithering body, bend
into you as I tantalize,
cannibalize

your needy body of slick
wet,
hot
simmering
need.



I know, poetry is not telling but it is inspiring through imagery and the inspiration of words. But, I'm a bit horny and missing that, touch of sizzle.

 

[Beam_of_lite]

Horny toad mode :::




I shaved


this pussy and lil pink rim
just, for you. I feel you
near. Hands gliding, mouth
suckling, taking my melon

whole. Inch by
inch, taste buds
explode while devouring me
nub to sink hole. Rousing
my passions, to cross

the edge
finding euphoria, is to be
had, here. Baby, come
here. Tongue bless, caress
all my

counterparts. Take my being
all apart. Dissect me whole
as I mouth out your growth,
with my lips of no
mercy. Demand
- Command.

Come inside
my pearly white
hide. Grace my halls, with your
big, hot
prick. Stick it
to me. Mack out,
take a bite. Feel my

slithering body, bend
into you as I tantalize,
cannibalize

your needy body of slick
wet,
hot
simmering
need.



I know, poetry is not telling but it is inspiring through imagery and the inspiration of words. But, I'm a bit horny and missing that, touch of sizzle.

OHHHHHHHHHHH my my your words are turning this room into a STEAM BATH
OHHHH

 

[george55]

Horny toad mode :::




I shaved






I know, poetry is not telling but it is inspiring through imagery and the inspiration of words. But, I'm a bit horny and missing that, touch of sizzle.

uh..................



oh, I was trying to comment......


uh.......

 

[WickedEve]

Horny toad mode :::


I shaved


mouth
suckling, taking my melon

whole.

Cantaloupe? Honeydew? Melon-sized clit? Where do you have a melon? Do I have a melon? I'm concerned.

 

[Angeline]

Cantaloupe? Honeydew? Melon-sized clit? Where do you have a melon? Do I have a melon? I'm concerned.

No. You have a baked potato.

PS Sorry about missing the reviews Tuesday. I was sick. Again. It's either my sinuses, the divorce, or both.

 

[WickedEve]

No. You have a baked potato.

PS Sorry about missing the reviews Tuesday. I was sick. Again. It's either my sinuses, the divorce, or both.

I wonder if RF will trade her melon for my potato.
Oh, I would have done the Tues thing but I was gone most of the day.
Yeah, this is the time of the year I start getting sick and it lasts until summer. yuck.

 

[Many Feathers]

Whats really fun...

I wonder if RF will trade her melon for my potato.
Oh, I would have done the Tues thing but I was gone most of the day.
Yeah, this is the time of the year I start getting sick and it lasts until summer. yuck.

Shave with whipping cream,,,,,,,,,

 

[WickedEve]

Shave with whipping cream,,,,,,,,,

Shave my potato?

 

[Many Feathers]

Ok...

Shave my potato?

If you'll shave my banana....

 

[RhymeFairy]

uh..................



oh, I was trying to comment......


uh.......

(((((((((George)))))))))

Cantaloupe? Honeydew? Melon-sized clit? Where do you have a melon? Do I have a melon? I'm concerned.

Takki's Honey Takii's Honey weighs only half a pound or less. It is an attractive little thing, silvery green with dark-green stripes, and with sweet, pale-green flesh. Its breeder, Takii, reports it has proved a very willing grower in Japan. They take some extra effort, and the results can be frustrating, but even the slightest harvest of exotic muskmelons will convince you that they belong in your garden.


Exotic and sweet as honey, need I say more? heheheeeh. OK, ya'll caught me but I'm a bit slippery at times and was in the mood to write.

 

[RhymeFairy]

Now that, that's been said. Ya'll up
for a new word?????


Fruit :


Syllables: fruit

Parts of speech: noun , intransitive verb


Part of Speech noun

Pronunciation frut

Inflected Forms fruit [or] fruits

Definition 1. an edible plant product such as apple or strawberry,
usu. sweet and often eaten raw.

Definition 2. something that is a result or outcome.
Example These are the fruit of my efforts.
Crossref. Syn. outgrowth , offspring

Definition 3. (offensive slang) a male homosexual.

Related Words outcome , harvest , produce , aftermath , work ,
yield , conclusion , end



Part of Speech intransitive verb


Inflected Forms fruited, fruiting, fruits

Definition 1. to bear fruit.

Related Words head , flourish




.......


Happy Harvesting ~~

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Your raspberries ripe for sucking
each melon weigh each hand,
bananas make fruit salad,
cherry ripe and coulis bound.

 

[tungtied2u]

fruit, eh ?

I'm a fruit lover
hover like a honey bee
free to dive and dip
nip at your berries
tarry along firm flesh
fresh and succulent
bent on tasting
wasting not a drop
won't stop until
I'm filled and you're exhausted.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

That is sooooooo erotic ...... phew !!!!!!!!

 

[RhymeFairy]

I'm a fruit lover
hover like a honey bee
free to dive and dip
nip at your berries
tarry along firm flesh
fresh and succulent
bent on tasting
wasting not a drop
won't stop until
I'm filled and you're
exhausted.

I reply, in kind ...




swarming bees nest, nestled
between naked berry thighs,
making my sweltering honey
glisten.

twin tulips greet, whisper,
brazenly. bringing pollination
to head. plucking, sucking
melon juice, squeeze,
milk, make every drop

count. tweak
this tasty harvest,
betwixt the sting of briars
and folds. come, fetch
your homespun gold
of ambrosial aphrodisiac.





~~ Hmm, may need some work , I kinda wandered from the path and got a bit lost in tha swarm of it all.

 

[RhymeFairy]

I was reading online and ran across this poem. Very erotic without being cheezy. I love it. My pick for the day ~~






Ode to a Naked Beauty


With chaste heart, and pure
eyes
I celebrate you, my beauty,
restraining my blood
so that the line
surges and follows
your contour,
and you bed yourself in my verse,
as in woodland, or wave-spume:
earth’s perfume,
sea’s music.


Nakedly beautiful,
whether it is your feet, arching
at a primal touch
of sound or breeze,
or your ears,
tiny spiral shells
from the splendour of America’s oceans.
Your breasts also,
of equal fullness, overflowing
with the living light
and, yes,
winged
your eyelids of silken corn
that disclose
or enclose
the deep twin landscapes of your eyes.


The line of your back
separating you
falls away into paler regions
then surges
to the smooth hemispheres
of an apple,
and goes splitting
your loveliness
into two pillars
of burnt gold, pure alabaster,
to be lost in the twin clusters of your feet,
from which, once more, lifts and takes fire
the double tree of your symmetry:
flower of fire, open circle of candles,
swollen fruit raised
over the meeting of earth and ocean.


Your body – from what substances
agate, quartz, ears of wheat,
did it flow, was it gathered,
rising like bread
in the warmth,
and signalling hills
silvered,
valleys of a single petal, sweetnesses
of velvet depth,
until the pure, fine, form of woman
thickened
and rested there?


It is not so much light that falls
over the world
extended by your body
its suffocating snow,
as brightness, pouring itself out of you,
as if you were
burning inside.


Under your skin the moon is alive.




~~~ Pablo Neruda





~~~~~


*fans self* .... amazing eh ~

 

[Unbridled_Passion]

I love cherries-
the way they run down your chin
when you eat more than one,
making your whole face red
even after I wipe the juice from your face
so cute

just like the time -
I let you wear makeup that you applied yourself
more clownish than pretty,
but I would never let you know
telling you that you were beautiful
no matter

what, I love you and would
never hurt you with words
so trivial, always letting you know
how much I love you and
your ways

all because you are my baby,
the fruit of my loins
the only one I can turn to on a
bad day who will never, ever
turn against me no matter what,
my daughter

 

[RhymeFairy]

I love cherries-
the way they run down your chin
when you eat more than one,
making your whole face red
even after I wipe the juice from your face
so cute

just like the time -
I let you wear makeup that you applied yourself
more clownish than pretty,
but I would never let you know
telling you that you were beautiful
no matter

what, I love you and would
never hurt you with words
so trivial, always letting you know
how much I love you and
your ways

all because you are my baby,
the fruit of my loins
the only one I can turn to on a
bad day who will never, ever
turn against me no matter what,
my daughter

Very sweet and wonderfulllllly put.
Nice pen filled with a mothers love.