Sensual metaphors

to the ocean blu

bluerains said:
take me back to
the wood so deep
fill my need again
til the longing weeps
bells are ringing
amidst the blue glen
to broken angels
where the rain begins

:rose:



if my heart
had not
loved you,
then the ocean
never swelled
to cross
each strand
of sand
at dawn.
tiny
imprints
that
mark
my soul.

:heart:
 
flutter ...
at the flatterer.
my eyes so big.
now come on hun,
let me taste your twig?

:p
 
RhymeFairy said:
flutter ...
at the flatterer.
my eyes so big.
now come on hun,
let me taste your twig?

:p

I see your eyes
travel south,
I know you want
your cock in my mouth.

I'll suck you baby
feel the burn, now
what do I get
in return?


:catroar:
 
Jennifer C said:
I see your eyes
travel south,
I know you want
your cock in my mouth.

I'll suck you baby
feel the burn, now
what do I get
in return?


:catroar:

surfing onto
misty dunes
skimming all the
honey crested
moons
inky eyes
drown in
a sea of dreams
:eek:
 
bluerains said:
surfing onto
misty dunes
skimming all the
honey crested
moons
inky eyes
drown in
a sea of dreams
:eek:

Sailing the waves
of lovers bliss,
tingly touches
butterfly kiss.
never ending
wanting more
as me and my
lover wash ashore.


:rose:
 

Pouring through me
like wine through a
sieve. I feel him all
around, nefarious
melting liquidates
my juicy mound.
Taking breathless
pants, as he flicks
my tight cherry
nipples. Puddling
wetness streams,
downdowny soft
thighs. Coursing a
map, on weathered
roads, of lonesomes
highway ~


:rose:

had to post this here also,
just love the imagery ~

:)
 
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just dropping peaches..

Jennifer C said:
Sailing the waves
of lovers bliss,
tingly touches
butterfly kiss.
never ending
wanting more
as me and my
lover wash ashore.


:rose:



should i become
the sail
of worn splinters
and waters fare
to travel only
with you,
and us into
the great blue,
beyond the vast
expanse of sea,
where you reach
ever so deep
into me,
and sink into
the heart
of my
ocean.



*could not resist, soul tempted
the words.. ;)

and so the basket fell over, leaving the peaches
to tumble out........... luvtoall......
 
sweet GA peaches said:
should i become
the sail
of worn splinters
and waters fare
to travel only
with you,
and us into
the great blue,
beyond the vast
expanse of sea,
where you reach
ever so deep
into me,
and sink into
the heart
of my
ocean.



*could not resist, soul tempted
the words.. ;)

and so the basket fell over, leaving the peaches
to tumble out........... luvtoall......

timbers ,a crawlspace
where loved once stowed
liberated plethora
with an indigo glow
 
fresh
roasted nuts,
sprinkled ...
with honey.
salty tongue
tempts.
dripping
decietfully low.
causing lavacious,
lapping ...
into pooling
pools,
of pandorahs
robust
raunchiness ...


:kiss:
 
tree climbing

pornographic playmates
imagine naked branches
playing in the rain
with rolled up pants
chasing paper cut outs
and drawing on the moon
I was that young once
 
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Childhood ~ Forgotten Times ~

bluerains said:
pornographic playmates
imagine naked branches
playing in the rain
with rolled up pants
chasing paper cut outs
and drawing on the moon
I was that young once

clay models marching, one
by one. paper air planes
... swwoooshhhh
through the air.

blackberries as lipstick,
peaches and mud pies. Yes,
you DO mix them together!
It's the mostest deliciousest
thing ever!

cowboys and indians, out
in tha field. Hide-n-seek,
I saw you peekin!!

Can we play house now?
Pleezz, let Jenny come out'nn
play. We have been waitin' Alllllll
day to go swimmin in tha creek.

A few memories, long ago calling.
Wishing for a return, to childhood.
art lessons, horse shoe's and
london bridge, all twisting
through time.

Come out,
play with me, we shall
return to the land of
forgotten times ...

:rose:
 
Thanks Art ~ Sweet of you. *Grins*

Hi ya All. :)
Are my writings THAT BAD?
Thinkin I ran everyone off ... :confused:
sighs*



shuffling dangles of emerging
love. gushing stipples of
flourishing ... inseminating
Impressing, endowments.
rapturously,
rhapsodizing a soulful duet.
etching unrelentingly ...

gnashingly ... bonding
masses dance, wolfishly,
coiling ... rampantly.
Writhing with an overwhelming
lubricating eruption
...splattering

:devil:
 
bluerains said:
pornographic playmates
imagine naked branches
playing in the rain
with rolled up pants
chasing paper cut outs
and drawing on the moon
I was that young once


blue work on this some more.. I really like it..
du :rose:
 
No No No !!

RhymeFairy said:
Thanks Art ~ Sweet of you. *Grins*

Hi ya All. :)
Are my writings THAT BAD?
Thinkin I ran everyone off ... :confused:
sighs*



shuffling dangles of emerging
love. gushing stipples of
flourishing ... inseminating
Impressing, endowments.
rapturously,
rhapsodizing a soulful duet.
etching unrelentingly ...

gnashingly ... bonding
masses dance, wolfishly,
coiling ... rampantly.
Writhing with an overwhelming
lubricating eruption
...splattering

:devil:




Have been so busy, picking peaches, hehe..
still lovin' this place, just not enough time to be here..
so sorry .. and we LOVE YOUR WRITING TOO !!!
smiles, and peaches......... GA
 
thanks du~

Angel and RF..for sharing your wonderful words...du, that little verse was a muse moment...I shall await her return..am a bit low this week..but , shall keep a stiff upper lip as Martin says...leaving you with a sad one to ponder...be well and safe...blue

Field of thorns
guards defiantly its
fallen blossoms
of love shed from
blue teardrop roses.

Such color once shimmered
in the breath of open
buds sharing moments
of god/dess love
stem to stem.
Death now shares
a lonely pain
as brambles bury
their withered spring
 
Du Lac said:
blue work on this some more.. I really like it..
du :rose:
pornographic playmates
imagine naked branches
playing in the rain
with rolled up pants
chasing paper cut outs
and drawing on the moon
I was that young once
with thoughts of june
feathered ferns
and flowered tunes
cartoon realms
know how to forsake
mortal attendance
and strangers bless
the northen sky
in childish limmericks
and ice cream eyes
licking butterfat bagels
and strawberry curd

a bit more..to ponder..anyone ideas ...this is off the cuff of the muse...in very small doses of time...
 
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A few changes may (or may not) be in order!!!

bluerains said:
pornographic playmates
imagine naked branches
playing in the rain
with rolled up pants
chasing paper cut outs
and drawing adolescent moons

I was that young once
with thoughts of june
feathered ferns
and flowered tunes

cartoon realms
know how to forsake
mortal attendance
and strangers bless
the northen sky
in childish limericks
and ice cream eyes
licking butterfat bagels
and strawberry curds

Didn't need much of my prowess!

qp
 
so sad blue and beautiful in the same breathe.. IM me if needed girl...
lol.. du~



Field of thorns
guards defiantly its
fallen blossoms
of love shed from
blue teardrop roses.

Such color once shimmered
in the breath of open
buds sharing moments
of god/dess love
stem to stem.
Death now shares
a lonely pain
as brambles bury
their withered spring
 
My Erotic Tale said:
now I am feeling blue~
the color of the soul
that pulls the heart
and twists the mind~

red sky in the morn'
melancholy hearts reborn
shades of shining stars
 
climbing trees

quietpoet said:
Didn't need much of my prowess!

qp
pornographic playmates
imagine naked branches
playing in the rain
with rolled up pants
chasing paper cut outs
and drawing adolescent moons

I was that young once
with thoughts of june
feathered ferns
and flowered tunes

cartoon realms
know how to forsake
mortal attendance
and strangers bless
the northern sky
in childish limericks

ice cream eyes and
candied words
licking butterfat bagels
and strawberry curd
purity peaks
with the sounds
of a broken branch
 
qp I know you thought the end weak...better?

blue abandoned playmates
imagine naked branches
playing in the rain
with rolled up pants
chasing paper cut outs
and drawing adolescent moons

I was that young once
with thoughts of june
feathered ferns
and flowered tunes

cartoon realms
know how to forsake
mortal attendance
and strangers bless
the northern sky
in childish limericks

ice cream eyes and
candied words
licked butterfat bagels
and strawberry curd

sensuality in purity peaks
crushed by
broken branches in
sounds of orgasmic beats..
 
so beautiful ..

bluerains said:
blue abandoned playmates
imagine naked branches
playing in the rain
with rolled up pants
chasing paper cut outs
and drawing adolescent moons

I was that young once
with thoughts of june
feathered ferns
and flowered tunes

cartoon realms
know how to forsake
mortal attendance
and strangers bless
the northern sky
in childish limericks

ice cream eyes and
candied words
licked butterfat bagels
and strawberry curd

sensuality in purity peaks
crushed by
broken branches in
sounds of orgasmic beats..


so beautiful,
the heart that poets beat
i cannot but whisper a moment
of my grace into you
everlasting,
through tiny prisims
and shining orbs
a warming for my soul.

aahhh... and the words continue ..
and i miss the rain.
 
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