The Enchanted Cottage

[Shreik]

lol

When the time and place is right

 

[WyldBreeze]

When the time and place is right

lol *hugs* Thanks for cheering me up a bit, sweet man.

 

[Shreik]

lol *hugs* Thanks for cheering me up a bit, sweet man.

Sweet lass, I want to do more then just cheer you up, but its a great place to start

 

[WyldBreeze]

Sweet lass, I want to do more then just cheer you up, but its a great place to start

You're a good man, Shreik.

 

[Shreik]

You're a good man, Shreik.

I try sweet lady

 

[WyldBreeze]

I try sweet lady

You do very well, I assure you.

 

[Shreik]

You do very well, I assure you.

Thank you darlin

 

[WyldBreeze]

Thank you darlin

Thank you, sweet man.

 

[Shreik]

Thank you, sweet man.

My pleasure dear

 

[WyldBreeze]

My pleasure dear

Any plans for tomorrow?

 

[Shreik]

Any plans for tomorrow?

None I know of . What about you sexy?

 

[WyldBreeze]

None I know of . What about you sexy?

Well, its the last day of my three day weekend. A couple friends want to go see a movie.

 

[Shreik]

Well, its the last day of my three day weekend. A couple friends want to go see a movie.

Sounds like a great way to end a weekend

 

[WyldBreeze]

Sounds like a great way to end a weekend

Good enough for now.

 

[Shreik]

Good enough for now.

I bow to your judgement

 

[spiritshadow67]

Hi one and all... sorry I've not been around much lately.... I've had r/l intruding on my time spent here... but all good *smiles*

I thought that I'd share one of my older poems.... and it's meaning is becoming so r/l for me now.....

I, also, wanted to say... everyone keep up the good writing *smiles*.... I'm trying to play catch up... so please all bear with me *hugs to each and all of you*

Desperation
Spirit's Shadow©


Desperation,
Urgency,
A need to be satisfied,
Constantly searching.

No peace, till you are here
No calmness without your touch,
No love felt until you kiss me,
A love unbridled.

http://p.webshots.com/ProThumbs/14/56314_wallpaper400.jpg

My heart races
Like wild untamed horses
Running across the open plains of the west
Never reaching the end,
Never wanting it to be over.

When in your arms
I’m at peace
I sigh contently
Tired of running
Chasing that unseen dream

I’ve been running all my life
Seeking and searching
When all I had to do
Was turn to you…
​

 

[Erotica_Writings]

Love cuts

Love is not suppose to hurt

Yet your hate filled words you always blurt

How many times will my heart break

How many times can love ride on this rough wake

You have dragged love through the mud

You have drained all of it's blood

I am not the one to be judged

Love is not the only thing that cuts

I am leaving you I found the guts


By Erotica Writings

 

[Erotica_Writings]

Ruby red

She was born into poverty with ruby red lips

Her ma'ma called her Ruby Red with a sway to her hips

Ruby Red grew into a beautiful woman

Those lust filled men would pay to take her out

Little Lisa sat on the front porch where she would pout

She could not understand her ma'ma

Why she didn't want to stay with her and her dog Bahama

Ruby Red picked the wrong man that ill fated night

He left her corpse in an eerie plight

Little Lisa lays a Ruby red rose on her Ma'ma's grave

Skipping and singing as she gets on her way

Ruby Red's ghost is said to walk amongst the red light district

Still applying her ruby red lip stick

Copyright (c) 2006 Erotica Writings

 

[Shreik]

Hi one and all... sorry I've not been around much lately.... I've had r/l intruding on my time spent here... but all good *smiles*

I thought that I'd share one of my older poems.... and it's meaning is becoming so r/l for me now.....

I, also, wanted to say... everyone keep up the good writing *smiles*.... I'm trying to play catch up... so please all bear with me *hugs to each and all of you*

Desperation
Spirit's Shadow©


Desperation,
Urgency,
A need to be satisfied,
Constantly searching.

No peace, till you are here
No calmness without your touch,
No love felt until you kiss me,
A love unbridled.

http://p.webshots.com/ProThumbs/14/56314_wallpaper400.jpg

My heart races
Like wild untamed horses
Running across the open plains of the west
Never reaching the end,
Never wanting it to be over.

When in your arms
I’m at peace
I sigh contently
Tired of running
Chasing that unseen dream

I’ve been running all my life
Seeking and searching
When all I had to do
Was turn to you…
​

Awesome dear lady

 

[Shreik]

She was born into poverty with ruby red lips

Her ma'ma called her Ruby Red with a sway to her hips

Ruby Red grew into a beautiful woman

Those lust filled men would pay to take her out

Little Lisa sat on the front porch where she would pout

She could not understand her ma'ma

Why she didn't want to stay with her and her dog Bahama

Ruby Red picked the wrong man that ill fated night

He left her corpse in an eerie plight

Little Lisa lays a Ruby red rose on her Ma'ma's grave

Skipping and singing as she gets on her way

Ruby Red's ghost is said to walk amongst the red light district

Still applying her ruby red lip stick

Copyright (c) 2006 Erotica Writings

Wow more good ones

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Bumps for the sexy Ladies

Thank you sexy Man! Love your *bumps*

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Hi one and all... sorry I've not been around much lately.... I've had r/l intruding on my time spent here... but all good *smiles*

I thought that I'd share one of my older poems.... and it's meaning is becoming so r/l for me now.....

I, also, wanted to say... everyone keep up the good writing *smiles*.... I'm trying to play catch up... so please all bear with me *hugs to each and all of you*

Desperation
Spirit's Shadow©


Desperation,
Urgency,
A need to be satisfied,
Constantly searching.

No peace, till you are here
No calmness without your touch,
No love felt until you kiss me,
A love unbridled.

http://p.webshots.com/ProThumbs/14/56314_wallpaper400.jpg

My heart races
Like wild untamed horses
Running across the open plains of the west
Never reaching the end,
Never wanting it to be over.

When in your arms
I’m at peace
I sigh contently
Tired of running
Chasing that unseen dream

I’ve been running all my life
Seeking and searching
When all I had to do
Was turn to you…
​

~ No more "chasing that unseen dream" - for it has been realized... no more "seeking and searching" - for you have turned and seen... love.

I couldn't be happier sweetie ~ the prize is so well-deserved.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Love cuts

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Love is not suppose to hurt

Yet your hate filled words you always blurt

How many times will my heart break

How many times can love ride on this rough wake

You have dragged love through the mud

You have drained all of it's blood

I am not the one to be judged

Love is not the only thing that cuts

I am leaving you I found the guts

She was born into poverty with ruby red lips

Her ma'ma called her Ruby Red with a sway to her hips

Ruby Red grew into a beautiful woman

Those lust filled men would pay to take her out

Little Lisa sat on the front porch where she would pout

She could not understand her ma'ma

Why she didn't want to stay with her and her dog Bahama

Ruby Red picked the wrong man that ill fated night

He left her corpse in an eerie plight

Little Lisa lays a Ruby red rose on her Ma'ma's grave

Skipping and singing as she gets on her way

Ruby Red's ghost is said to walk amongst the red light district

Still applying her ruby red lipstick

Copyright (c) 2006 Erotica Writings

~ I love these newest works Sweeter Sis You've told two very different stories; one more poignant than the other - and both full of feeling. Thank you for sharing with us... for each - though brief - tell its own story.

 

[Erotica_Writings]

I don't like long ones lol short is sweet..but here is one of mine I wrote for a distant Aunt

A Voodoo Queen,

By Erotica Writings


I want to tell you a story of a Voodoo Queen, she was a dark haired beauty that I had ever seen, smooth reddish complexion and her eyes gleamed. Long satin legs with the firmest thighs I had ever seen, mens head turned when she walked by. Women hated her for her beauty and I will tell you why. She could make a man grow old and forget the love he use to know. She’ll captivate you and at the same time decapitate you, She is most certainly one vixen not to be reckoned with.

Like a black cat she moves slowly with grace, she’ll lick your lips to see how you taste. Some called her a witch, but her name was that of Marie Laveau. She was way over a hundred when she died, yet she looked as lovely and beautiful as when she was twenty five. To this day admirers visit her grave leaving small tokens incase they meet along the way. This mysterious black woman in the 19th century was able to accomplish a most remarkable feat, she had white folk beckoning at her feet and drifted into the mens minds while they sleep.

She ruled New Orleans and it came to past that one day a prominent gentleman and father who was stricken with grief was sent to her door begging for her help and offered her his house on Rue Ste. The original site of New Orleans The infamous French Quarters. She went over the boys plight who was accused of murder, looking at the gentleman she smiled assuring him his son would soon be free, astonished the father left feeling relieved. Only had he known he gave his son’s destiny to the sorceress, Madam Marie Laveau, the Voodoo Queen.

That morning of the trial Marie visited a Catholic Church where she prayed holding three Guinea peppers and then departed, heading towards the courthouse where she persuaded a clerk with her magical ways to let her in the courtroom where she placed the three peppers under his seat. Or perhaps it really happened the other way as they say. She floated in through the window of his bedroom on an electrified cloud and seduced him first by dancing in slow movements with a large snake in the nude, seeing he was to petrified to move, She floated to his bed where she placed her lips on his and took that first kiss. Pleasuring him most of the night with her body and her sensual moans, touching her body in those very hot, wet zones. Once she has touched you in this way, you become hers, and for miles her followers chants could be heard.

What happens next is really not that perplexed. The end of the court session the son walked by his fathers side, and not once did the Judge look him in the eye. Marie claimed her house on Rue Street where women would come to her with their secrets they did confide. From their lips rolled their most intimate details of relations with their husbands, but they wanted to make sure their love would never die. Marie spent years in their husbands beds behind their backs, giving the men what their wives lacked. Marie gave birth to fifteen children and her daughter joined her mother into the dark side.

Mother and daughter held rituals deep in the Bayous woods,, complete with the worship of a snake called Zombi, and orgiastic dancing, drinking, and lovemaking. Almost a third of the worshipers were white, desirous of obtaining the "power" to regain a lost lover, to take a new lover, to eliminate a business partner, or to destroy an enemy. These frequent meetings frightened the white masters into fear the blacks were planning an uprising against them. In 1817 they passed a resolution forbidding blacks to gather for dancing or any other purpose except on Sundays, and only in places designated by the mayor. The accepted spot was Congo Square on North Rampart Street, now Blacks, most of them voodooists, met danced and sang overtly worshiping their gods while seemingly entertaining the whites with their African gibberish.

Marie decided it was time for only one queen and she would be it, the other voodoo queens crumbled at her feet and some met a violent defeat. Marie knew of the sensation that these rituals were causing out by the lake, and carried it one step further by inviting the public, press, even the police to her forbidden fun to attend. They came to her in droves paying admissions to watch the dance of sin. She became the most powerful woman of New Orleans arranging secret meetings for affairs of the heart for a certain price, Judges paid her thousands of dollars to win their election while others paid ten dollars for a potion to capture a love connection. While she serviced the blacks freely for to them she was their leader.

At the age of seventy Marie retired as queen and her daughter stepped in as the New Orleans Voodoo Queen. Her daughter became Marie Laveau the second, even began as a hair dresser just like her mother. Marie the second had less of a giving heart and ruled with instilling fear into her followers lives. Marie kept the “Maison Blanche" translated meaning the White house where white men would meet to have affairs of the flesh with the black women.

The day that Marie one died so did the fear of Marie two for the public connected the two women as one. In the cemetery there are two tombs for Marie Laveau and one is named the wishing well where lovers come bearing gifts of candles, oils or scents to insure their wish come true. And that concludes my tale of the famous Voodoo Queen Marie Laveau.

 

[Erotica_Writings]

Wow more good ones

Thanks hun