Seduceros2
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- Jul 18, 2006
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I've been told I should come by, say "hi"
Dearest planeteers,
Hi.
I'm hoping to get some experience filmed in front of a live audience, no wires but the suitable, subtle kind that smell of mellons and honey. Writing in that jar all those years was fine up to the point that the words began to clog the air-holes, then I had to leave, lift off the lid and flee. Poking around I found you (plural of ye, dear lovely planeteers) and I said to my self: "This is a groovy gathering and as such should not only not be shat or sat upon, but may well not shit or sit upon me." Thus, with only the most ephemeral and tremulous of preamble, I sidled in and sprinkled a couple poetic crumbs which, since eaten by some appreciative birds, have left me happy and lost in these here woods.
I cannot hope to contribute anything here at literotica. I have neither roll nor biscuit to play, nor a musical bone to play with if I did. No, I come in pieces only to share what stirs my rhythms and heat and to see what may come of such motions and emotions so sparked. I don't rate poems that I cannot rate a 4 or 5, nor do I criticize but to praise, unless asked to do so. I never lie in what I say except about myself, for protection and insulation (R-value 32) from the Cotton Mathers of the age. I hope to offend none and tittilate others.
My writing is, well, quite elastic at the moment. In terms of erotic poetry, I like ambiguous speakers, but, alas, I will frequently write as a male because, as I said, I seek to express what stirs me.
Here's what I've writ at the time of this post (I'm not sure how to make the nifty underlined links, but these should get you there):
http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=269029
http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=269024
http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=269169
I think Marvell's "To His Coy Mistress" is intensely erotic.
I do not talk like this.
Dearest planeteers,
Hi.
I'm hoping to get some experience filmed in front of a live audience, no wires but the suitable, subtle kind that smell of mellons and honey. Writing in that jar all those years was fine up to the point that the words began to clog the air-holes, then I had to leave, lift off the lid and flee. Poking around I found you (plural of ye, dear lovely planeteers) and I said to my self: "This is a groovy gathering and as such should not only not be shat or sat upon, but may well not shit or sit upon me." Thus, with only the most ephemeral and tremulous of preamble, I sidled in and sprinkled a couple poetic crumbs which, since eaten by some appreciative birds, have left me happy and lost in these here woods.
I cannot hope to contribute anything here at literotica. I have neither roll nor biscuit to play, nor a musical bone to play with if I did. No, I come in pieces only to share what stirs my rhythms and heat and to see what may come of such motions and emotions so sparked. I don't rate poems that I cannot rate a 4 or 5, nor do I criticize but to praise, unless asked to do so. I never lie in what I say except about myself, for protection and insulation (R-value 32) from the Cotton Mathers of the age. I hope to offend none and tittilate others.
My writing is, well, quite elastic at the moment. In terms of erotic poetry, I like ambiguous speakers, but, alas, I will frequently write as a male because, as I said, I seek to express what stirs me.
Here's what I've writ at the time of this post (I'm not sure how to make the nifty underlined links, but these should get you there):
http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=269029
http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=269024
http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=269169
I think Marvell's "To His Coy Mistress" is intensely erotic.
I do not talk like this.
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