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sunbunny3 said:wonderful poems! thank you for sharing them.
Joe Schmoe said:here is one I done many many moons ago for a girl
The Kiss
My kiss is blown from my palm
to drift along the currents of the breeze
to float, to flutter, to dance
Seeking the lips it was meant for
Guided only by love's essence
Drawn to the heart that created it
My kiss stays sweet
though travels far
My kiss stays strong
through battered winds
...My kiss stays true
though resisted by time
To land with a gentle brush
upon your lips
My kiss
The lonely messenger...
...Speaking for my heart
My kiss whispers...
...I need you
My kiss weeps...
...I miss you
My kiss sighs...
...I love you
Jennifer C said:Not a poet? Are you frigging kidding me? This is great babe and no I am not just saying that!
I love the romanticism and the urgent yet gentle need you portray for your lover.
I love this and I bet RF will Love it too
You ARE a poet and I wanna see you post more of your work, and this is a ORDER!
Joe Schmoe said:I do not deal with authority very well...maybe it is the dominant side of me
now if you begged me I might reconsider
I thank you so much for your dear swwet kind words and encouragement, but I know my limitations
I am horrible at rhythm and pace...and I know this one sorely lacks either
Jennifer C said:rhythm and pace arent everything, start with the words and go from there, to me the words are the most powerful important piece of a poem, not how they are written. Rhythm and pace can be corrected.
I really enjoyed reading this, I do not bullshit! I would love to read more...
please...please...pretty please...I beg you...please... will you post some more.
RhymeFairy said:checking for pulse
hot wires
of excruciating
need
excite me. trembling
as mouth to mouth
scorches
my insides.
desire thick
as his hair
tempting me
to let go,
just
let go.
showing that line
of never ending
secretion
sliding down
ribs,
riding
for dear life,
on his
words
touch
his taste.
gripping thighs
shake
bareback bucking
rolling,
pounding over
and over.
shimming
that shake
mixing bloodthirsty
screams
with spasming
lusty
guttural moans.
release
letting go,
only
to check
pulse
breathing
skin.
check
n release
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr !!!
sunbunny3 said:wonderful poems! thank you for sharing them.
My Erotic Tale said:Rope it for you
by My Erotic Tail ©
I'd rope a river for you.
If you wanted me to.
To draw the banks closer to each others side.
Arm in arm with bowed chest pride.
I'll rope the moon and bring it to you.
The glow of its light would be dim next to you.
The big oval pearl of the moon.
But I put it back for you had not the room...
for a big oval moon.
I'll rope the wind and bring it to you.
The coolness it brings when passions blew.
The warmness of touch caressed by a breeze.
I'd rope it if it would make you pleased.
I'd rope you and bring you to me.
with wrapping rope of binding thee.
Hold you close and breath a kiss.
fondel here and touch and twist.
I'd rope the sun and bring it to you.
Its heat would melt next to your passion flame blue.
Your warm heart and heated desires.
The flaming of the two fires.
I'd have to put it back for rest of the world.
But I'd rope it for you girl.
rbijon said:tits bounce'n
teaseing her man
cause she knows she can.
I think you know you have teased me with that poem! THANKS
...NICE RIDE!
Joe Schmoe said:Fate
O harbinger of mixed blessings
You knock upon my door
I am not sure I wish to open
Tho' I desire the gracious good you can bring
But I fear it will be not
But I must see
You just laugh
Because you know
I will play along
You love your cruel games
Bring me what I want
But cannot have
O harbinger of mixed blessings
When you knock on my door
You know I will answer
For it is my fate
Joe Schmoe said:Fate
O harbinger of mixed blessings
You knock upon my door
I am not sure I wish to open
Tho' I desire the gracious good you can bring
But I fear it will be not
But I must see
You just laugh
Because you know
I will play along
You love your cruel games
Bring me what I want
But cannot have
O harbinger of mixed blessings
When you knock on my door
You know I will answer
For it is my fate