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LustfulOne50 said:
Written for a friend to give is new wife.

Days of Summer

The morning sun sparkles
in drops of dew that lay
gently on soft flower petals.
The smell of the morning grass
as it breathes it's fresh perfume
into the air. Oh, the warmth of the sun
as it caresses your body and shows
you sweet softness. Just to lie there
in the morns first rays and gaze upon
your beauty. My insides smile intently
as I roll over to you and give you a
new morning kiss on your sweet lips.
I roll roll back to watch you and notice the
reflection of the sun raze dance off a gold
band I placed on your finger. A smile
crosses my lips knowing this morning is the
first day as one, husband and wife
I Love You
​
Morning Lustful

You are a very kind man to write something like this.
 
The Cool Winds of Fall

The dark days of fall have arrived and with it them the cool winds,
I can feel the cool winds on my cheek much as fingers of a corpse,
Hard, cold and unrelenting are these winds of fall.

Fall has brought the drudgery of the sorting through what's left,
What's left of my hopes, dreams and aspirations, yes what's left.
I cast them all carelessly in the air and now they have fallen.
Fallen to the ground to be cast aside by the cool winds of fall.

The cool winds of fall remind me of the summer of my youth,
When emotions were high and nothing was impossible.
With each new turning of the seasons I have seen the failings,
seen what a falsehood we are fed.
Some things can be truly impossible.

You can be tied to one that begins to be like an anchor.
An anchor with its weight pulling you deeper into the water,
Emersing you to the point that you fear drowning is next.

You hold on to every branch as you sink hoping it will be the one,
The one that will not let you drown but keep you afloat.
With each fiber remaining you scream out you will not let go.

You know to be alive you must hold on to your dreams,
For if you let go of them just what is left out there?
The cool winds of fall blowing in your face seems to answer,

Without your hopes, dreams and aspirations, there is just Fall,
The cool winds of fall blowing in your face.

wyckdwench (a) 2006
 
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VampireD said:
:rose: :eek: you know nothing different about me?

Mmmm Bigger smile, you cut your hair, color in your wardrobe? Ohhhhh you have above 1000 posts - Congrats sweetie - hug and :kiss:
 
wyckdwench said:
Mmmm Bigger smile, you cut your hair, color in your wardrobe? Ohhhhh you have above 1000 posts - Congrats sweetie - hug and :kiss:

:rose: LOL..for starters I don't have much hair to cut...I dont have a wardrobe..but I did reach the 1000 mile mark!!! :kiss: Thank you sweetie.. how was your weekend?
 
VampireD said:
:rose: LOL..for starters I don't have much hair to cut...I dont have a wardrobe..but I did reach the 1000 mile mark!!! :kiss: Thank you sweetie.. how was your weekend?


I know I was just teasing you lol. My weekend, I have had better I suppose but I am not complaining. How are your bumps and bruises?
 
wyckdwench said:
The dark days of fall have arrived and with it them the cool winds,
I can feel the cool winds on my cheek much as fingers of a corpse,
Hard, cold and unrelenting are these winds of fall.

Fall has brought the drudgery of the sorting through what's left,
What's left of my hopes, dreams and aspirations, yes what's left.
I cast them all carelessly in the air and now they have fallen.
Fallen to the ground to be cast aside by the cool winds of fall.

The cool winds of fall remind me of the summer of my youth,
When emotions were high and nothing was impossible.
With each new turning of the seasons I have seen the failings,
seen what a falsehood we are fed.
Some things can be truly impossible.

You can be tied to one that begins to be like an anchor.
An anchor with its weight pulling you deeper into the water,
Emersing you to the point that you fear drowning is next.

You hold on to every branch as you sink hoping it will be the one,
The one that will not let you drown but keep you afloat.
With each fiber remaining you scream out you will not let go.

You know to be alive you must hold on to your dreams,
For if you let go of them just what is left out there?
The cool winds of fall blowing in your face seems to answer,

Without your hopes, dreams and aspirations, there is just Fall,
The cool winds of fall blowing in your face.

wyckdwench (a) 2006


Very Good Poem My sweetheart.... :rose: :kiss: :heart: ..very sentitive
 
LustfulOne50 said:
The Troll
To many I stay under this bridge for none to see.
I write the verse of my lady to please.
Her distant is far, but not that for letters to receive.
My heart has been open for her to see. She is the dream I
sleep with and her letters I await to see. For I set here under the
bridge for no one to see.
​
Very nice but sounds lonely
 
Good evening all...Ladies :rose: :kiss: and ^5 Gents I hope all have a great evening..me Iam out till tomorrow evevning Rats...if you have the time Read "The Hollows Eve Treat" I just put up..tell me what you think..bye laters all
 
LustfulOne50 said:
Good evening all...Ladies :rose: :kiss: and ^5 Gents I hope all have a great evening..me Iam out till tomorrow evevning Rats...if you have the time Read "The Hollows Eve Treat" I just put up..tell me what you think..bye laters all

Hey there stranger. :kiss:
 
LustfulOne50 said:
Joys to share

Here I stand in the mid of life yet
I dream of a love for me. I dream
of someone to share life with. To
Share my joys in living life to it pleasurable
fullest. Oh, the joys, to look at the brilliance
in each flower, to walk in the rain, to
weather each storm, to watch the sun set,
to smile, to laugh, to cry, to cuddle and feel
passions of life, all these we would share together.
Where are you my love


Lustful One​


Your poems are certainly a Joy honey. Keep up the good work :rose:
 
wyckdwench said:
Your poems are certainly a Joy honey. Keep up the good work :rose:


Thank you Baby :rose: :kiss: :heart: ...right now Iam kinda doing in the grain with coke...I am so depressed...LOL it looks like a night just just drink to pass out..and get numb
 
LustfulOne50 said:
My Ember

My Ember, where warmth never dies, yet
can set my heart aflame with passion seldom felt.
she warms the heart in another heart. I know in time
of yore she fired mine with pure and true love that
transcended time as only pure and true love can.
Now our spirits have found each other again and the
passion still remains unabated as before even though
we can’t be together we can know in our hearts that
love our love has never died..

As I always will I love
My Lady of the past
​


Very beautiful LO :kiss:
 
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