Free Thoughts~on One word...

I had dreams, big ones

toothpick sticks, dividing
street from our playdough
house. popsicle flowers
surround, all in a row. mud pies
keep our sweet bellies
fed as gingerbread bodies,
become perfect lil neighbors.
under tha willow, we happily
harped our vows. never knowing
that while playing house
we were doing just that,
playing ...




~~~~


Tomorrow ... I write Minx ... grrrr:catroar:

off to bed, to late to write and most def. to late
to be thinking all these minxy thoughts, lol *weg*


nighty night ~~


:rose:
 
Hey baby...

I had dreams, big ones

toothpick sticks, dividing
street from our playdough
house. popsicle flowers
surround, all in a row. mud pies
keep our sweet bellies
fed as gingerbread bodies,
become perfect lil neighbors.
under tha willow, we happily
harped our vows. never knowing
that while playing house
we were doing just that,
playing ...




~~~~


Tomorrow ... I write Minx ... grrrr:catroar:

off to bed, to late to write and most def. to late
to be thinking all these minxy thoughts, lol *weg*


nighty night ~~


:rose:


Got your email. I'm still here if'n ya need me. :)
 
as the snow falls I settle into
a familiar chair. feet tucked, warm
fingers flip aged pages, a calling from deep
within to step outside my slow minded
tendencies.

an encircling harmony
houses my inhibitions. sipping wine,
selecting which lotion, lavender
I think. satisfying, smooth, long strokes,
massage tired muscles into waking up.
feeling that sensual pool, pick up,
and slide down. deviating fingers
divulge hidden secrets, too long
forgotten.

tingling skin, teased by tracing hearts,
and silent " I love you's " tattooed in by mimed
fingers. from hips to thighs, I pencil
in slow circles, mapping out every touch, he
ever made. twin digits press, please,
pamper and prepare

a save point, another memory
for a distant cold day when his memory
perchances a visit, with a sensual kiss,
on another long cold night, when he
is no longer near. four legs

and a feather cushion are indented
by two willing, wanting bodies.
from a slow grind with deep
penetrating strokes, round,
slide,

held close, in my lovers
arms. we, bare as the trees
outside, twin each leaf's fall
with another stroke, taking
it's place. playing, groaning

moans of eroticism, encourage
more. clear window panes witness,
a wet, rough, slow
sweet loving and lingering visions
take root,

until this day, as I again, lethargically
retake each minxy move, to save
and share one lost days
encampment, from one lonely chair,
to the turning of another long,
lost page ....



...




Good morning. If ya feel a bounce, let it roll ~~~


:rose:;)
 
I can feel the cool winds caress
hand to cheek, naked
traipsing along the path. clouds

gathering to see
this phenomenon
of two gentle souls taking
the time to rest
and relax, take part

in natures sunrise, before
their day begins. jets, flaring,
going full speed, naked,
alone. together, lost in

their forest of need. forgetting
everything to take the time
and tempt the fates, to
let go, to just, let go.

spa side seediness, two bodies
undress, caress, with eager eyes.
taking in, soiled visions
of vexed days spent
alone. colliding, conspiring,
contemplating, a day, away.

misty mountains, sweltering lust, love
sex and freedom, in natures home. They
consume opposites, he then

she. standing face to face, gather
nourishment to sustain their days
and nights apart.

heated rays, sear flesh
as eyes meet, bodies collide, they play
out every fantasy, as every day
spent apart, unravels and floats

to the winds then picks up
and places them here, on this day
in this time. to go forward, stand

side by side, and partake
in their pleasures
from each to the other,
one at a time ....



...

Have a good one,
gotta roll with tha flow, lol ~~~


:rose::heart:
 
Edited for submission, me thinks, lol

As the snow falls I settle into
a familiar chair. Feet tucked, warm
fingers flip aged pages, a calling from deep
within to step outside my slow minded
tendencies.

An encircling harmony
houses my inhibitions. Sipping wine,
selecting which lotion, lavender
I think. Satisfying, smooth, long strokes,
massage tired muscles into waking up.
Feeling that sensual pool, pick up,
and slide down. Deviating fingers
divulge hidden secrets, too long
forgotten.

Tingling skin, teased by tracing hearts,
and silent " I love you's " tattooed in
by mimed fingers. from hips to thighs,
I pencil in slow circles, mapping out
every touch, he ever made. Twin digits
press, please, pamper and prepare

a save point, another memory
for a distant cold day. When his memory
perchances a visit, with a sensual kiss,
on another long cold night, when he
is no longer near. Four legs

and a feather cushion are indented
by two willing, wanting bodies
from a slow grind with deep
penetrating strokes, round,
slide.

Held close, in my lovers
arms. We, bare as the trees
outside, twin each leaf's fall
with another stroke, taking
it's place. Playing, groaning

moans of eroticism, encourage
more. Clear window panes witness,
a wet, rough, slow
sweet loving and lingering visions
take root.

Until this day, as I again, lethargically
retake each minxy move, to save
and share. One lost days
encampment, from one lonely chair,
to the turning of another long,
lost page ....
 
edited for submission, ... I think, again, lol

I can feel the cool winds
caress, hand to cheek
naked and traipsing along
the path.

Clouds gather to see
this phenomenon. Two
gentle souls taking the time
to rest and relax, take part

in natures sunrise, before
their day begins. Jets, flaring,
going full speed, naked
alone. Lost together

in their forest of need. Forgetting
everything, to take the time
and tempt the fates. To let go,
to just let go.

Spa side seediness, two bodies
undress, caress, with eager eyes.
Taking in, soiled visions of vexed

days spent alone. Colliding
conspiring and contemplating,
a day away. Misty mountains,

sweltering lust, love, sex
and freedom, in natures home.
They consume opposites, he then

she. Standing face to face, gathering
nourishment to sustain their days
and nights apart. Heated rays, sear

flesh as eyes meet, bodies collide,
they play out every fantasy. Every day
spent apart, unravels and floats

to the winds, then picks up
and places them here, on this day
in this time. To go forward, stand

side by side, and partake
in their pleasures, from each
to the other, one at a time ....





....
 
"Nirvāṇa is the highest happiness." --- Buddha

nirvana



Syllables: nir-va-na

Part of Speech noun

Pronunciation nir va nE

nir vae nE
nir va nE
nEr va nE
nir va nE
nEr vae nE

Definition 1. (often cap.) in Buddhism or Hinduism, a state of blissful
peace and harmony beyond the sufferings and passions of individual
existence; state of oneness with eternal spirit.


Definition 2. a state of harmony, bliss, peace, or joy.
Crossref. Syn. heaven

Related Words bliss , paradise , languor


Derived Forms nirvanic, adj.




Happy Writing ~~


:rose:
 
This song is so beautiful and goes hand in hand with Nirvana. One way or another, love will be heard and then ... what?





Fallin
Alicia Keys


I keep on fallin’
In and out of love
With you
Sometimes I love ya
Sometimes u make me blue
Sometimes I feel good
At times I feel used
Lovin you darlin’
Makes me so confused

I keep on
Fallin’
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you

Oh, oh , I never felt this way
How do you give me so much pleasure
And cause me so much pain
Just when I think
Ive taken more than would a fool
I start fallin’ back in love with you

I keep on
Fallin’
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you

Oh baby
I, I, I, I’m fallin’
I, I, I, I’m fallin’
Fall

I keep on
Fallin’
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you

Im fallin’
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you

Im fallin’
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you

What?





:rose::heart:;)
 
Playing with words and thoughts ...


....



mostly,


I'm the girl next door, who would
do anything to help anyone, with three kids
leaving me near hysteria. But mostly

I'm the color yellow. Showing up
on your doorstep with oatmeal
cookies and a big glass
of ice cold milk. But mostly

I'm your crafty grandmother,
who watches you. My wheels
turn and click, with an understanding
sentimental smile. But mostly,

I'm a wet nosed puppy. I love
to lay and play, then tickle your belly
with my silky soft hair. But mostly,

I'm the rain, falling in sensual drops
renourishing your wearisome soul
with hope. But mostly,

I'm a tiger, in your bed with rough housing
bounces, tough lil growls, and my claws
of devilish sin, scratch out a place
to make my mark. But mostly,

I'm a lemon. Sour and tart, squeezing
my way into your life. Pulping your heart
into an ooosshhhy, gooshey madness
of attraction and mirth. But mostly,

I'm a crack in the sidewalk, just waiting
to trip you up and make you see things,
feel everything as I do. But mostly,

I'm RhymeFairy. The lil pixie who spreads
my glittering of dusty words, all around.
Hoping to inspire you, love you, challenge
and lift you ... into my world, RhymeVille.
Where everything lost, is found ....



:rose::heart::kiss:
 
Playing with words and thoughts ...


....



mostly,


I'm the girl next door, who would
do anything to help anyone, with three kids
leaving me near hysteria. But mostly

I'm the color yellow. Showing up
on your doorstep with oatmeal
cookies and a big glass
of ice cold milk. But mostly

I'm your crafty grandmother,
who watches you. My wheels
turn and click, with an understanding
sentimental smile. But mostly,

I'm a wet nosed puppy. I love
to lay and play, then tickle your belly
with my silky soft hair. But mostly,

I'm the rain, falling in sensual drops
renourishing your wearisome soul
with hope. But mostly,

I'm a tiger, in your bed with rough housing
bounces, tough lil growls, and my claws
of devilish sin, scratch out a place
to make my mark. But mostly,

I'm a lemon. Sour and tart, squeezing
my way into your life. Pulping your heart
into an ooosshhhy, gooshey madness
of attraction and mirth. But mostly,

I'm a crack in the sidewalk, just waiting
to trip you up and make you see things,
feel everything as I do. But mostly,

I'm RhymeFairy. The lil pixie who spreads
my glittering of dusty words, all around.
Hoping to inspire you, love you, challenge
and lift you ... into my world, RhymeVille.
Where everything lost, is found ....



:rose::heart::kiss:


RF-

I know it is suppose to be sensual metaphors, however-
I cannot help but comment on your creativity
what wonderful imagination you have with word usage,
and skill... and you thought the barrell had run dry ?
Apparently not so, my talented witty friend.
I loved this from your heart/soul.

{{{{big huggs}}}}


sGp
 
RF-

I know it is suppose to be sensual metaphors, however-
I cannot help but comment on your creativity
what wonderful imagination you have with word usage,
and skill... and you thought the barrell had run dry ?
Apparently not so, my talented witty friend.
I loved this from your heart/soul.

{{{{big huggs}}}}


sGp

I agree peaches !
This is very nice...imaginative, and quite a departure from your usual style.
I like the repetition, and the different aspects of yourself you present.
Nice write sweetie.
 
RF-

I know it is suppose to be sensual metaphors, however-
I cannot help but comment on your creativity
what wonderful imagination you have with word usage,
and skill... and you thought the barrell had run dry ?
Apparently not so, my talented witty friend.
I loved this from your heart/soul.

{{{{big huggs}}}}


sGp



I agree peaches !
This is very nice...imaginative, and quite a departure from your usual style.
I like the repetition, and the different aspects of yourself you present.
Nice write sweetie.


Just wanted to Thank You both .......... :rose:

I know I have said my writing is a bit dry as of late but I have taken everyones words to heart and have submitted my last three poems, this evening. So be on the look out for


1. Another Page
2. Nirviana
3. Mostly


Thank Yous and hugggs going out to everyone. :kiss:



As always,

Happpy Happy Writing ~~
 
petals so soft, pleading
but a kiss. closer
he leans in
listening as minxy
moans urge
him on.

first a finger, lips follow
scouting her sweet scent,
perfume. perfection
of rosebud, lips.
wet from his dew
drop kisses
cradled in
his palm now, as fingers
flick, rounding out
then in. trusting this path
pressure he applies. her moistness
seeps. a yearning calls out, deep
within, kiss me, taste
me



:kiss:
 
Her turn to ......

Relax feel forbidden entrance
He moans shackled
fingers questing deep
probing for that secret place.
No moaning now as her lips
capture him
crying out
pulsating pulsating pulsating.
 
Relax feel forbidden entrance
He moans shackled
fingers questing deep
probing for that secret place.
No moaning now as her lips
capture him
crying out
pulsating pulsating pulsating.

Nice write Under ~!!:rose:

Hmm, thinking it's time for a new word. Watch'a think??

Anyone wanna throw one out, feel free. If not ya'll know I'll come up with something, lol. I was thinking another fill in the blank, orrrrr a verb?

:rose::)
 
peel ..




peel me, layer by layer
get to my center of cream.
ask, give, take
and pine for my sweetness,
grimace as my sour tart tongue
whip lashes and takes a taste
of your, true essence ...



~~~~



a thought ....



..
 
peel ..




peel me, layer by layer
get to my center of cream.
ask, give, take
and pine for my sweetness,
grimace as my sour tart tongue
whip lashes and takes a taste
of your, true essence ...



~~~~



a thought ....



..

Oh you naughty woman....now you got the visuals going! :devil:
 
Another thought

peel ..




peel me, layer by layer
get to my center of cream.
ask, give, take
and pine for my sweetness,
grimace as my sour tart tongue
whip lashes and takes a taste
of your, true essence ...



~~~~

....another thought


Would that I could
Peel away the years, the tears
The clouds that bring you fears
And hold you close against the night
When stars are all that’s near
 
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peel ..




peel me, layer by layer
get to my center of cream.
ask, give, take
and pine for my sweetness,
grimace as my sour tart tongue
whip lashes and takes a taste
of your, true essence ...



~~~~

....another thought


Would that I could
Peel away the years, the tears
The clouds that bring you fears
And hold you close against the night
When stars are all that’s near
that staff I would share with all who
come to the altar of love
 
Welcome to Free Thoughts Whalee .... :rose:

Blue, You've been missed. Thanks for coming for a visit ... :rose:



You both added a lil light to my thread,thank you ~~
It's good to be writing again eh ~~ :D


:rose:
 
Edit ...

This fever induced calling, provokes
my mental state to go beyond.
Decipher and calculate how many times,
how many days. How many stars
in tha heaven, blister'n blither away
into nothingness. Leaving this lost child
weightless from the travel. Yet,
always wishing upon that same
broken star ...



:rose:
 
This fever induced calling, provokes
my mental state to go beyond.
Decipher and calculate how many times,
how many days. How many stars
in tha heaven, blister'n blither away
into nothingness. Leaving this lost child
weightless from the travel. Yet,
always wishing upon that same
broken star ...



:rose:




niccccccce !!
 
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