Free Thoughts~on One word...

I know him,

I wear him

on my wrist, coming
and going he begets
my attention to kiss.
A pulse tempting, erratic
systematic, temptation, to palm
down, flinch a fold, grab a bite
and sink as low as I can. I fall
behind in practice - for his french
tickler, and shaved smooth lips
of sin, unbutton my heart
and throw caution
to the floor.




:devil:

~~ naughty thoughts ~




I wear him,

across the pages
of my journal
each entry etched
in timeless and flawless form
correctly sized to the page, snug
as I turn to the next.

I wear him,

in amber hues
that glow beyond
recognition to the sun,
in summers rain
that drown the
daffodils, only-
to bring them back
again and again,

I wear him,
always, and
in all ways
across my heart.



*Just a little play on your words, though the twisted side of me
wanted to write , "I wore him,... I wore him the fuck out", :devil:LOL.
But then that angel in me took over, and I played well with others,
*grins*

:kiss: sGp
 
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Hmmmmmm

I wear her like a scar on my wrist,
a memory every time I see it.
And though the mirror hides the words,
the ink that was her stains my soul.

Hidden in the trees,
her name whispers in the leaves,
the wolf howls at the moon,
she is there though I hid her.

I now live with the secrets
and will die with them.
I live with images, memories and thoughts,
and look forward now to the day,
When I will bury them in the meadow
where I buried her.
 
Love It !

I wear her like a scar on my wrist,
a memory every time I see it.
And though the mirror hides the words,
the ink that was her stains my soul.

Hidden in the trees,
her name whispers in the leaves,
the wolf howls at the moon,
she is there though I hid her.

I now live with the secrets
and will die with them.
I live with images, memories and thoughts,
and look forward now to the day,
When I will bury them in the meadow
where I buried her.




DAMN, I think I love it ! Although it gave me chills, honestly. The last stanza blew me away... lets play with this some more, I like it, I like it .. alot.

sGp
 
I wear her like a scar on my wrist,
a memory every time I see it.
And though the mirror hides the words,
the ink that was her stains my soul.

Hidden in the trees,
her name whispers in the leaves,
the wolf howls at the moon,
she is there though I hid her.

I now live with the secrets
and will die with them.
I live with images, memories and thoughts,
and look forward now to the day,
When I will bury them in the meadow
where I buried her.

I sooooooo love this too ... I was thinking has he killed her then wowwww yes he had
 
I wear him,

across the pages
of my journal
each entry etched
in timeless and flawless form
correctly sized to the page, snug
as I turn to the next.

I wear him,

in amber hues
that glow beyond
recognition to the sun,
in summers rain
that drowned the
daffodils, only-
to bring them back
again and again,

I wear him,
always, and
in all ways
across my heart.



*Just a little play on your words, though the twisted side of me
wanted to write , "I wore him,... I wore him the fuck out", :devil:LOL.
But then that angel in me took over, and I played well with others,
*grins*

:kiss: sGp


Veryyyyyy nice and sentimental !!
Although your commentary -- is anything but. *weg* :devil::D

:rose:
 
I wear her
In every song
In each caress
The smooth neck of this old gal
We dance our dance
My hand, her waist
Her waist, my thigh
Passionate mouth, passionate song
The song I love
To hear, in my ear,
In my dreams, from my hands
I wear her, my muse, my love

I: Have Mercy
She: Come Fly With Me
Her love, our love,
Blending, bracing, lifting
Each other
Up, up, up
Her wings, my strings
 
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After A Couple..

I wear her
In every song
In each caress
The smooth neck of this old gal
We dance our dance
My hand, her waist
Her waist, my thigh
Passionate mouth, passionate song
The song I love
To hear, in my ear,
In my dreams, from my hands
I wear her, my muse, my love

I, Have Mercy
She, Come Fly With Me
Her love, our love,
Blending, bracing, lifting
Each other
Up, up, up
Her wings, my strings




of reads, I understood the verses, and the words began to sing to me. How clever of you to fit this in here, and use 'her' as your sensual piece of affection. And it was sensual, ....... my my I bet your fingers can play the heart well. Great writing Whalee, can we look forward to maybe a post or two more from you ? Would be a shame to not read what stirs your soul.

sGp
 
Thank you, Sweet Peaches. Your encouragement means much to me. You gave me the courage to write this.
 
of reads, I understood the verses, and the words began to sing to me. How clever of you to fit this in here, and use 'her' as your sensual piece of affection. And it was sensual, ....... my my I bet your fingers can play the heart well. Great writing Whalee, can we look forward to maybe a post or two more from you ? Would be a shame to not read what stirs your soul.

sGp

ditto!!:rose:
 
Can We...

drum up some inspiration here today ?
Where is the ever clever RF, with a word?

hmm, you are missed.:rose:

sGp
 
Just a ..

little word play, and thoughts of spring..


Longing for Spring-

It is cold,
as the wrath of wind
chills me to the bone.
I am alone,
and my heart dreams
of her.
She is not far
in the distant
for I feel her coming to me
soon she will be
here,
so very soon.
Opening up
her heart to me
as the first dawn,
her breath so sweet
reminding me of
jasmine and honeysuckle
While I,
become alive in her presence-

As her petals persist
and spring forth life,
from old roots
I am reborn.
 
Just a word from the south..

Oblivion


Should the day find me
spun out like the world
tipped and tried,
slightly off axis-
spinning,
out of control.
I will be hanging,
there,
into Oblivion-
where you left me..
waiting
for an arm to
reach out,
and pull me
still.
 
Fierce

Ripping,
Tearing,
Tossing
Snapping,
Splitting,
Smashing,
Cracking.
Breaking,
Biting,
Dripping,
Wounding
Frightening....my heart
 
INSPIRED.. by your words..

Fierce

Ripping,
Tearing,
Tossing
Snapping,
Splitting,
Smashing,
Cracking.
Breaking,
Biting,
Dripping,
Wounding
Frightening....my heart


:bounce:

To love so fierce,
to feel so intensely,
to read the lines
one by one ..by one,

I come,
kisses for the heart-
balm for the soul.

:kiss:
sGp
 
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:bounce:

To love so fierce,
to feel so intensly,
to read the lines
one by one ..by one,

I come,
kisses for the heart-
balm for the soul.

:kiss:
sGp


Anniversary of the cardboard heart
opened, and enjoyed,savored slowly,
plucked, licked and swallowed
one memory at a time

Eventually emptied,
turned upside down and shaken
flooded by the fallout, options
unfulfilling and unattainable

Only the taste lingers now
creamy centers and sugar kisses
and the melting
melting
melting
of a future before my eyes

to her, wherever she may be :heart:
 
So again the heart bleeds:

Anniversary of the cardboard heart
opened, and enjoyed,savored slowly,
plucked, licked and swallowed
one memory at a time

Eventually emptied,
turned upside down and shaken
flooded by the fallout, options
unfulfilling and unattainable

Only the taste lingers now
creamy centers and sugar kisses
and the melting
melting
melting
of a future before my eyes

to her, wherever she may be :heart:



:heart:Ache,

And to what honor
does a heart
bow and break
before its arrow?

Shooting dreams and stars
beneath unblinking moons-

To soon love left
for linger,
And the heart lingers-
for what is left.

There is no shame
in heartache,
for the
unknowing heart
does..

love like fire,
and break like water.

:kiss:
sGp
 
:heart:Ache,

And to what honor
does a heart
bow and break
before its arrow?

Shooting dreams and stars
beneath unblinking moons-

To soon love left
for linger,
And the heart lingers-
for what is left.

There is no shame
in heartache,
for the
unknowing heart
does..

love like fire,
and break like water.

:kiss:
sGp

I did coldly go into sparks
my shame was knowing
I could break you
and I did
in full complication
teaching you this lesson
reflection...reflection...reflection
how does it feel...virgo....
you know not..that you were taken...:rose:
 
I did coldly go into sparks
my shame was knowing
I could break you
and I did
in full complication
teaching you this lesson
reflection...reflection...reflection
how does it feel...virgo....
you know not..that you were taken...:rose:

Smitten, I am purely smitten...
Can you believe I sparked a passage
from the BLU.. my gurl.. you are missed,
and loved, and I love the write..
however, I am a virgo, (wince)lol.

:kiss:
sGp
 
Smitten, I am purely smitten...
Can you believe I sparked a passage
from the BLU.. my gurl.. you are missed,
and loved, and I love the write..
however, I am a virgo, (wince)lol.

:kiss:
sGp

I am a virgo vortex
spirals of clusters wrap me
my galaxy an abundance of frequency:rose:
 
Some excellent writing going on here .... :rose:

I've still been a bit sick added to -- my daughter too ... :rolleyes:

Keep this flow going my friends, I'm lovin' it ~~~~ :rose:


:kiss:
 
well...

Some excellent writing going on here .... :rose:

I've still been a bit sick added to -- my daughter too ... :rolleyes:

Keep this flow going my friends, I'm lovin' it ~~~~ :rose:


:kiss:

Then cover up, and stay in bed, and if I lived close by, -
I would make you some good ole chicken soup. I hope
you and your daughter feel better soon !! Your inspiring
soul is sure missed here !!

much love and feel better huggss...:rose:
sGp
 
Must be

the fierce cold that's settled in to start the fire in our hearts....nice writing...and good to see you RF...no chicken soup here....some good hot New England clam chowdah....feel better...all the little fairies.
 
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