Your Feelings Thru Poetry
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Bumping this wonderful thread to the top. Please keep posting here everyone, I love reading your poems. 
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An aching heart now softly whispers
In voice, that no one can hear
As memories of paradise
Drown, in a dripping tear
A shooting star, on starry night
Orgasmic sheet of flame
Now echoed into history
Deriving burning pain
This aching heart, one day repair
Bright shooting star return
In a glory made of heaven
Her smile, to then return
In voice, that no one can hear
As memories of paradise
Drown, in a dripping tear
A shooting star, on starry night
Orgasmic sheet of flame
Now echoed into history
Deriving burning pain
This aching heart, one day repair
Bright shooting star return
In a glory made of heaven
Her smile, to then return
Golden Eyes
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Blue! 
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My memory now slips away,
Cross misted field of time.
Recalls a day of passion bold
A night, was so divine
On bearskin rug, by log fire light
There lay my lady fair,
Soft light from flame`s a-flickering
Danced waltzes in her hair.
Nipples proud, and stood erect
Yet, tender as we lay,
Her clitoris now vibrant
Around my tongue did play.
So sweet, and warm, soft and wet
This paradise on earth
To lay there for eternity,
Each day ,a new rebirth
Yet now I seek her face again,
Angelic bearskin love
Sweet darlingone, return to me,
Your moistened silken glove.
Once more to lie so deep inside
Orgasmic bliss abound
As lying in the afterglow
We hear the silent sound
Cross misted field of time.
Recalls a day of passion bold
A night, was so divine
On bearskin rug, by log fire light
There lay my lady fair,
Soft light from flame`s a-flickering
Danced waltzes in her hair.
Nipples proud, and stood erect
Yet, tender as we lay,
Her clitoris now vibrant
Around my tongue did play.
So sweet, and warm, soft and wet
This paradise on earth
To lay there for eternity,
Each day ,a new rebirth
Yet now I seek her face again,
Angelic bearskin love
Sweet darlingone, return to me,
Your moistened silken glove.
Once more to lie so deep inside
Orgasmic bliss abound
As lying in the afterglow
We hear the silent sound
biggbear8
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OUR GARDEN
BY BIGGBEAR8
The light shows me the way,
To our secret garden, with a fragrant wildflowers bouquet, as I enter through the welcoming gate,
I savor all that awaits me
I can't help but wonder why the light chose me
Why fate gave me the key to the garden.
For whatever the reason, this much I know,
It is a lovely place where I love to go
A garden full of life's simple delights
Of tenderness and wondrous nights.
A garden in which to nourish my soul;
A place to go to make me whole The warming light becons me to "stay;"
Where my days dreams of my love seem so real.
Time shows me the simple truth,
That the light that shines from heaven's above
That leads me to our garden each day
Is the nurturing light of your infinite love.
BY BIGGBEAR8
The light shows me the way,
To our secret garden, with a fragrant wildflowers bouquet, as I enter through the welcoming gate,
I savor all that awaits me
I can't help but wonder why the light chose me
Why fate gave me the key to the garden.
For whatever the reason, this much I know,
It is a lovely place where I love to go
A garden full of life's simple delights
Of tenderness and wondrous nights.
A garden in which to nourish my soul;
A place to go to make me whole The warming light becons me to "stay;"
Where my days dreams of my love seem so real.
Time shows me the simple truth,
That the light that shines from heaven's above
That leads me to our garden each day
Is the nurturing light of your infinite love.
Golden Eyes
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Thank You Bear !
Its beautiful, jplease keep posting, this is a wonderful thread.
Its beautiful, jplease keep posting, this is a wonderful thread.
Golden Eyes
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Mmmm
Blue, very, very lovely poem. Mmm, waiting by the fireplace now! 
Blue,
very, very lovely poem. Mmm, waiting by the fireplace now!
Golden Eyes
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Awww Bear that is sooooo sweet, you are a lucky woman Cookie ! 
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HOLDING YOU
by biggbear8
Holding you in my arms,
The warmth of our love's embrace,
Nothing else seems to exists in the world,
Just you, me, and the glowing embers of the fireplace.
As we cuddle on the couch in each others arms,
Sitting watching the fire,
I gaze into your beautiful blue eyes
And see your burning desires.
As you look into my eyes ,
You can see I want you too,
I want to show my devotion,
I want to make love to you.
As our lips meet,
We seal our fate,
We start to caress, deciding the end
To our magnificent night.
Time comes there is no stopping,
My confusion suddenly clears,
And all I want forever and always
Is for you to stay here in my arms.
No matter what may happen,
After the end of this night,
I will always remember,
How this is so right
by biggbear8
Holding you in my arms,
The warmth of our love's embrace,
Nothing else seems to exists in the world,
Just you, me, and the glowing embers of the fireplace.
As we cuddle on the couch in each others arms,
Sitting watching the fire,
I gaze into your beautiful blue eyes
And see your burning desires.
As you look into my eyes ,
You can see I want you too,
I want to show my devotion,
I want to make love to you.
As our lips meet,
We seal our fate,
We start to caress, deciding the end
To our magnificent night.
Time comes there is no stopping,
My confusion suddenly clears,
And all I want forever and always
Is for you to stay here in my arms.
No matter what may happen,
After the end of this night,
I will always remember,
How this is so right
biggbear8
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MY FRIENDSHIP FOR YOU
We met by chance, and became friends by choice... Friendship is a strange and wonderful thing....we find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives...things we don't even share with our families who raised us... what is a friend? A confidant? A lover? A fellow chat addict? A shoulder to cry on? an ear to listen? a heart to feel? someone to hold you during thunderstorms?... A friend is all these things...and more. No matter where we met, .... I call you my friend. A word so small...yet so large in feeling...a word full of emotions.
It is true great things come in small packages. Once the package of friendship has been opened, it can never be closed... it is a constant book always being written...waiting to be read... and enjoyed. We may have our disagreements...we may even argue... we worry about one another...friendship is a unique bond that lasts through all....
A part of my heart is put into my friends...some it is my sense humor... some it is my listening ear... some is even real life experiences... some it is my romanticism and love...but with all, it is our friendship.
Friendships forged are constructed stronger than steel, built as a foundation....necessary for life... and necessary for love. Friends...you and me... you brought another friend.. and then Ibrought a friend now there is 4... we started our group... Our circle of friends... hoping to make the circle bigger...and like that circle... there is no beginning or end...
We met by chance, and became friends by choice... Friendship is a strange and wonderful thing....we find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives...things we don't even share with our families who raised us... what is a friend? A confidant? A lover? A fellow chat addict? A shoulder to cry on? an ear to listen? a heart to feel? someone to hold you during thunderstorms?... A friend is all these things...and more. No matter where we met, .... I call you my friend. A word so small...yet so large in feeling...a word full of emotions.
It is true great things come in small packages. Once the package of friendship has been opened, it can never be closed... it is a constant book always being written...waiting to be read... and enjoyed. We may have our disagreements...we may even argue... we worry about one another...friendship is a unique bond that lasts through all....
A part of my heart is put into my friends...some it is my sense humor... some it is my listening ear... some is even real life experiences... some it is my romanticism and love...but with all, it is our friendship.
Friendships forged are constructed stronger than steel, built as a foundation....necessary for life... and necessary for love. Friends...you and me... you brought another friend.. and then Ibrought a friend now there is 4... we started our group... Our circle of friends... hoping to make the circle bigger...and like that circle... there is no beginning or end...
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Blue Dolphin
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Writing this cold
that is as the words come to me
hope is not crap
BD
Seeing you
supplicated
floating upon the placid lake of my mind
soul searching
reaching for you
gossamer tendrils of passion
entwining
weaving a web of perfection around you
cumulative kisses resound
orgiastic acstasy approach
my lake a torrent
mind in a whirlpool
tossed, on waves of wonderment
submerged
desparate delights that encompass my being
for this is she
my love
my life
my reason.
STUDDOG
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SWEET THOUGHTS
Love is gold.
Love is friendship set to music.
Love is the master key that opens the
gates of happiness.
Love is too strong a word to say it to
early, but it has too beautiful a meaning
to say it too late.
At the touch of love, all become a poet.
One word frees us of all the weight and
pain in life.
That word is love.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with
the mind.
To love and win is the best thing.
To love and lose is the worst thing.
The hunger for love is much more difficult
to remove than the hunger for bread.
There is only one happiness in life----
to love and be loved.
Love is gold.
Love is friendship set to music.
Love is the master key that opens the
gates of happiness.
Love is too strong a word to say it to
early, but it has too beautiful a meaning
to say it too late.
At the touch of love, all become a poet.
One word frees us of all the weight and
pain in life.
That word is love.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with
the mind.
To love and win is the best thing.
To love and lose is the worst thing.
The hunger for love is much more difficult
to remove than the hunger for bread.
There is only one happiness in life----
to love and be loved.
STUDDOG
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A CLASSIC FOR LOVE
How Do I Love Thee?
By: Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! -- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
How Do I Love Thee?
By: Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! -- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
fleetaft
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feather
feather soft thought
dedicated to one who knows me, too soon, too well.
Now I am thinking about your freckles
Now I am thinking about your freckles
And your head resting on my chest
Can some disconnect sex from love?
Just go with the flow, so to speak....
It can be a totally satisfying experience though
But not for one like me or YOU
Like waves lapping against your toes on the beach at midnight
I love walking along the beach like that
The smell of salty kisses
The wet sand sticking to your skin
Yet
Always yet ... till the last breath
Yet means it’s happened in a thought and is waiting out there
Time is not a distance
Being a conduit is not that bad my darlin
Poets need a muse
I love to play with words
Sometime just listening to music of your breath
Then other times it embarrasses me cause it slips without thought
Depends who is there to catch it
Slips without thought
It’s lost on some ...then others catch on very easily.
Sometimes these go right over some people’s heads and are wasted
Just drips of my lips too soon foregotten
Sometimes I'm better at it than others...
Writing all those poems on the spur of the moment?
One day I'll become poetically literate
Its ok I just need time to play with it till you get it
Wow even that sounded horny
I think it’s a big turn on
Ah yes...then there is this one that overtime
She looks at me it's like She wants to eat me
No matter what I may say...
It’s a curse
I have to admit that one was there but sounded apropos
We have my own secret language
Touché
The mind does so stimulate the body
Guess that means I stay stimulated a lot....
My words touch your soul
But to do so they must pass through your mind and body
So then they will have to be my hands and lips
It’s better this way for this way I will already exist in your mind
A thought: How much of hopes and trust a person can really posses?
I'd say as much as they're allowed between each other....
Is there a distance between two?
feather soft thought
dedicated to one who knows me, too soon, too well.
Now I am thinking about your freckles
Now I am thinking about your freckles
And your head resting on my chest
Can some disconnect sex from love?
Just go with the flow, so to speak....
It can be a totally satisfying experience though
But not for one like me or YOU
Like waves lapping against your toes on the beach at midnight
I love walking along the beach like that
The smell of salty kisses
The wet sand sticking to your skin
Yet
Always yet ... till the last breath
Yet means it’s happened in a thought and is waiting out there
Time is not a distance
Being a conduit is not that bad my darlin
Poets need a muse
I love to play with words
Sometime just listening to music of your breath
Then other times it embarrasses me cause it slips without thought
Depends who is there to catch it
Slips without thought
It’s lost on some ...then others catch on very easily.
Sometimes these go right over some people’s heads and are wasted
Just drips of my lips too soon foregotten
Sometimes I'm better at it than others...
Writing all those poems on the spur of the moment?
One day I'll become poetically literate
Its ok I just need time to play with it till you get it
Wow even that sounded horny
I think it’s a big turn on
Ah yes...then there is this one that overtime
She looks at me it's like She wants to eat me
No matter what I may say...
It’s a curse
I have to admit that one was there but sounded apropos
We have my own secret language
Touché
The mind does so stimulate the body
Guess that means I stay stimulated a lot....
My words touch your soul
But to do so they must pass through your mind and body
So then they will have to be my hands and lips
It’s better this way for this way I will already exist in your mind
A thought: How much of hopes and trust a person can really posses?
I'd say as much as they're allowed between each other....
Is there a distance between two?
Blue Dolphin
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I Know You Should Sleep
by Blue Dolphin ©
I know you should sleep, but I need you
My darling, don’t show me the door
Just give me a hug
As nipples I tug
Oh please let me love you once more
I know you should sleep, but I want you
Your body again to adore
My tongue on your lips
And slow lick your clit
As orgasm come ti the fore
I know you should sleep, but I love you
Am filled with a burning amour.
This love to complete
And slide it in deep
As lion does slow start to roar
by Blue Dolphin ©
I know you should sleep, but I need you
My darling, don’t show me the door
Just give me a hug
As nipples I tug
Oh please let me love you once more
I know you should sleep, but I want you
Your body again to adore
My tongue on your lips
And slow lick your clit
As orgasm come ti the fore
I know you should sleep, but I love you
Am filled with a burning amour.
This love to complete
And slide it in deep
As lion does slow start to roar
Blue Dolphin
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Ty dear ladyTantaLiza said:Feelin' major shivers, BD....
Keep up the inspirational words.....
Liza
kissssss
BD
