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| It WAS yours! See,... I told ya!
Posted: 5/25/2007 1:06:32 AM | - AH, IF ONLY MEN KNEW,... - Hahahaha,...
Sometimes form and form alone
Blazes lust in the man's throne
And as she moves he comes to play
But just because she moved that way
And men may think that they are cool
So pure the lust that made them drool
But she knows well this game they play
No accident his eyes did stray
That certain dress or sexy move
That glimpse of things that may improve
Those legs that lock his horney eye
She knows it draws that hungry guy
For it was sure no accident
Her straightened shoe for which she bent
That naughty grin that drives men wild
She had him cornered once she smiled
The man so sure he's the aggressor
He moves with fervor, must possess her
But he is lost inside her spell
Too much testosterone, he can't tell
For women can be wiley creatures
And they know how to show off features
They study hard those magazines
That tell them how to hook men's dreams
So next time boys you peek the fence
And glimpse a taste of innocence
Just know that you are not so bad
For her smile means that you've been had!
- Erik -   | |
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| It WAS yours! See,... I told ya!
Posted: 5/25/2007 10:26:57 PM |    Erik!
"Good night, sleep tight."
Kisses heard, but never felt
Hypnos claimed me this evenfall
yet, again without you
sadness infused my slumber
made me a fitful, heavy-eyed insomniac
a monochromatic sepia dreamer
"Good night, sleep tight."
Trellis climbing white jasmine
perfumed my night, scent imprints
Memories of time spent with you
Sleepy, sleepy smiles
Yes, you speak to me through Morepheus
We rendezvoused in kaleidoscopic color
"Good night, sleep tight."
My heaven is soaked in trysting time
Here on trembling lips I tasted your kisses
while moonbeams in ebon eventide
waxed to zenith then waned into nadir
Starry-eyed wonder never
ceases to amaze
At last, I sleep easy
Good night
RoxyRoxRocker™ © 2002-2007 All rights reserved | |
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| It WAS yours! See,... I told ya!
Posted: 5/25/2007 10:46:26 PM | now let's begin again class....
she sits sipping wine in an outdoor cafe
down the street not very far away
a solitary man struts his stuff
each step free and bold
his body caught up in the moment
deliberate appeal
he seems not to notice
a head turned his way
he is just out enjoying the day
his eyes following the easy sway
of the hips swinging up ahead
long legged creatures
soft feminine lines
moving with the breeze
a bouncy step
each caught in attraction
oozing the scent of spring and creation
he passes her and takes the lead
knowing only too well
that the dance has only just begun. | |
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| Ice
Posted: 5/30/2007 5:54:40 PM | You store me in your crystal-covered days
take me out to catch the light of you
I keep a polished gleam of amber hue
hoping for a magnanimous display
Opalescent words gleam with such art
rendering my protest useless, mired
I see the velvet shell I once desired
It feels like retribution’s counterpart
Shards of broken baubles bite my heart
enter rationalizations uninspired
Polish me again with finer grit
Anxious not to see resentment start
I become the cool adornment as required
Bitter ice as diamond’s counterfeit
A silver setting of reluctant praise
gives background for the facets you subdue
a touch of inhibition, sapphire blue
enameled cool as careless cloisonné
Familiar play of smiles
I submit
Touch of jewels worn
~ exquisite~
RoxyRoxRocker™ © 2002-2007 All rights reserved | |
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| Echoes
Posted: 5/30/2007 8:38:31 PM | A gentle rage hearkened my rise
with a face, well known
Glistening the morning, large trucks
taking the compost home
Following me with figurative flair
Touch me tomorrow, or I will be there
Fondle my heart
with those mechanized hands
gripping me
in hypnotic measures of rhythm
The bass
it plays a suggestive harmony while
the drummer
echoes his song in my brain
Taken by the lost
kept by the unwilling
What else matters?
Not
Push me down, comfort here
Under ground
with those that crawl
low as my ability lets me
Seeing the world spin
faster through your glasses
My eyes hurt, knees weak
Head torn
Breathing lackadaisical memories
Finding an even deeper reflection of this woman
defunct...
RoxyRoxRocker™ © 2002-2007 All rights reserved | |
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| Echoes
Posted: 5/30/2007 9:04:11 PM |
They study hard those magazines
That tell them how to hook men's dreams
No, no, no Erik there is something wrong with this picture
there is no need to waste our time on magazines
visuals are for men my sweet man
it's instinct - born inside us
right from the beginning
from babe to doll
it's the spells
from the books of magic
we understand a man's thought process
it's very simple to do
and from there it's all a matter of training
mind over matter | |
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| Echoes
Posted: 5/30/2007 11:22:32 PM | - THE GUNUINE ARTICLE -
Oh my dear Autumn do I hear defiance?
About all the articles and the reliance?
While I am sure women have instincts a 'plenty
When I'm at the checkout the mags are quite many
"Ten secrets to keeping him interested!"
"Six ways to improve the love in your bed."
"Is he right for you?" or "Why does he stray?"
So many articles headlined that way
So while I tend to think women quite wise
Sometimes the follies bring shock to my eyes
I have given many ladies "guy" advice
Since there are still problems and not all are nice
It's not that all women do not understand
I think pretty well most fathom the "man"
But obviously those mags would not sell
If pointers weren't helpful to women as well
- Erik - Hehehehe,...  <0> | |
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| Echoes
Posted: 6/3/2007 8:04:37 PM |  EriK............seems like no magazine...I ever read....lead me from the manly mess......ololll...but who am I? just a woman.....that doesnt read magazines...poetry...yes...and most men surely lack in this ~!  
If men knew women like we know them..........
we would all be happy in the land of Zen.................
No double tounge talk....no misrepresentation.....
of the word....or the meaning!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
All would love...and laugh together..........
and once a month.....we could spend time just together!!!!!!!!!!
Never silence.....never scorn...........
A Maidens heart is often torn..............
Viking men.....just carry around..............
their heavy equipment........
and claim their own land!!!!!!!!!
A heart of a maiden....is soft and velvet!!!!
never take it fast nor tear it!!!!!!!
Treat it like a rose petal.........
fallen off and drops a
TEAR!!!!!!!!!!
hold it softly
kiss it gently
once a month.....
make it simply
your only one
desire
and come
to share
in its
lovely color
like there
never
was
another!!!!!!!!!!
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| Mags
Posted: 6/4/2007 1:27:58 PM | - MAGAZINES -
If you had read more magazines
Your love life would be grand I mean
They give you all the tips you need
And even some fancy recipes
So next time at the check out rack
Drop a few bucks and get a stack
For they will help you get things straight
Their Editors will make life great
- Erik - | |
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| Mags
Posted: 6/4/2007 1:43:02 PM |
Yeah..........right..........Viking man..........
seems you have a simple plan?????????
no f----ing magazine.....
can make this life seem more complete...........
Too many on here..........
looking for the love they fear!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
what a bunch of idiots....................
seeking what they do not wish!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!|
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| Lust on Fire...........................................
Posted: 6/5/2007 3:04:29 PM | Casting off my lustful thoughts
finding here they lie and rot!
Gazing at your face is real.......
but not really , you are not here
Picturing your body near
what I would do and have no fear
Capture you within my arms
kiss you gently .....set off the alarms!
Smiles only meant for you
find me smiling less....more blue
seeking love that thrills me deep
lusting for the one to keep
lavishing you beneath the sheets
smelling you......ahhhhhhh so sweet
tracing body parts.....each one
My oh my....could be some fun
Lastly while we come to embrace
feeling you strong....a special place........
Hold me there...do not let go.............
Give me more than words can show
More than I could ever know.....
you my love....have come to show
all you are...all you give........
without your body........
how shall I live? | |
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| Lost Lust.
Posted: 6/5/2007 5:28:53 PM | True Lust.
I brought her close...
So I need not dream again of her eyes..
The gentle way she smiled,
Parted the sky with such ease...
Allowing the slipstream..
To burn away the cold..
I remember the way..
She sighed when we touched..
It was as if,
The world faded..
away
..and we were left..
as one
We build..
More of this each day..
Brick by brick,
Farther to the reaches..
Farther towards that place...
Were only we can see..
Gather unto me..
As I in turn,
gather unto you,
For time is not but a whisper..
Heard when all else turns grey..
When there is nothing left to keep...
It was always her..
Even before there was me..
I fall now the endless journey of her eyes..
And seem gifted of her scent..
Mingling soft with mine..
Here..
As the campfire leaps..
Upon the beach harboring no name..
Were the only sound..
Is her breath upon my neck.
As we make love...
Again,
And again...
And again.
..T..
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| Lost Lust.
Posted: 6/6/2007 8:50:37 AM | Lovely poem.....Truthisee!!!!!!! Roxy....Roxy......where you be? Off somewhere for none to see? Gathering your lustful thoughts.....or practicing which ones are the hottest?
Floating down along the rivers edge........
flowers smelling soft and sweet
Just by chance we may just meet
Lovely face and lustful heart
one we knew before the start
Capture me within your spell.......
make me know your words so well
kiss my neck....lick my lips!
float me off into your kiss
Never wanting this to end
Shall we do it soon again?
Let me float away with love
heart is true....you are my dove!
Wasting time is not my way.........
Shall today we float away?
Let me be your only one.......
make me feel like your only sun!
Dreaming of a time as this............
Lost within your sweet sweet kiss!
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| Lost Lust.
Posted: 6/18/2007 9:40:33 PM | The candle flickers off the mirror
A thousand dreams
Of serenity
Challenging her to go deeper
Into the darkness of silence
Red lipstick glistening on the rim of the glass
Devilish grin telling all
Long black stockings rolled up with gentle hands
And peek-a-boo gown
Of midnight blue
A butterfly of gold falls upon her chest
Cradled by a heart and its quickening pulse
She wears her symbol of life proudly
The music sways in the breeze
Through curtains part way drawn
To hold her secrets from the world
Brown eyes sparkling with laughter
And the depth of her desire
As she gazes into the vanity
Old and molded in deep mahogany
Reflecting the passion of play
3 mirrors stare back at her masquerade
Rebekah stares at the well of her knowledge
the temptress
Her body a pawn for her unsuspecting lover
The high heeled slippers barely touch the ground
As they float upon passions quest
To fill the void of a spring time fantasy
The wine poured into the crystal goblet
Diamonds of star kissed orbs
Dazzle the mind in its dress-up play
The evening is young
As temptation knocks upon her door. | |
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| Lost Lust
Posted: 7/6/2007 7:50:04 PM | I can feel myself slipping
Sliding downwards into the abyss
Tread carefully lover
Softly, slowly or fall
I watched my life circling
Mandalas of emotion
Devouring words
Hoping for release
The touch of your skin
Rivers of blood
Coursing over pale mounds
Lips bruised on flesh
Everything dull
Devoid of colour
Vibrancy left with you
My mind absconded with my soul
Perpetually broken
Liquescent mercury pooling
Smiling behind a mask
I am the mask, the mask is me.
RoxyRoxRocker™ © 2002-2007 All rights reserved | |
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| Lost Lust
Posted: 7/6/2007 11:29:17 PM | ^^^^and nice tag!(missed ya in the pond)
gonna bounce some words of this one
He only allows reason to reside,
to overide in his soul,
while denying,
refusing
a home for his appetite,
his fervor;
Any passions he may have,
he turns away as if they were just an"unwanted guest."
With emotions
that are motionless
and seemingly cold,
he turns to this world that he keeps at such a distance
to filter his 'reason' why he can't find his balance in the storm,
while refusing to see that it is the duality within,
the storm within,
that denies him his balance.
He hides behind a mask
so the secular,
worldly winds won't
push him further out to this relentless sea
And now,
behind a mask,
his passions in life seem to get lost...
And now,
behind a mask,
it's hard to feel his smile.... | |
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| Lost Lust
Posted: 7/7/2007 2:12:50 AM | Theres a moment or just a look
When you think I'm beautiful
But I don't mean a thing to you
Maybe we touch I think it's meaningful
Then I'll learn
That I don't mean a thing to you
I'll close my eyes and think Im loved
While you think of the girl
Who means everything to you
My skin is soft you pretend it's hers
It keeps you warm
And it doesn't mean a thing to you
My eyes are brown, look a lot like hers
I think your mine
But I don't mean a thing to you
Every thing I wear looks a lot like hers
And you point out the similarities
Coz I don't mean a thing to you
When I speak your lost in her world
And I see you go
I know, I don't mean a thing to you...
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| Lost Lust or Romance?
Posted: 7/7/2007 5:43:37 AM | I was asked to write something with 'woman on woman action'
Hmmm...never done this one before
But as ususal the pen took over and....this is what it evolved into
A little closer...then you'll see
The reason why you came to me
Though virgin breasts adorn your form
And cherried chaste..you've not been torn
No taste of men or passion's sway
You've known until you came today
Come closer...no need be afraid
Your body's ripe and should be played
As soul felt music makes you soar
And ending thus you want for more
And so it will be timid child
From this day forth..no longer mild
Relax now, let your hair fall back
And close your eyes and feel the track
Of fingers soft exploring skin
Sensations rising from within
And reach out too, explore my form
I won't be timid or forlorn
Come closer now so parts can touch
And feel the heat of woman's crotch
With eyes still closed, and hands that roam
Escapes from you a tiny groan
You've learned what makes a man ignite
And want for you all through the night
As moisture seeps from cherried virgin
And spasms take you, breath comes urgent
As head throws back and breasts do heave
I let my mouth come down to knead
Those hardened nipples begging more
And move to open up love's door
As mouth is moving, arm round waist
You lean back into love's embrace
And with your arms now bracing back
Wet crotch is thrust, breasts hard as tack
Breath coming hard, I fondle you
And feel the wetness, warm moist dew
Explore one fingered, spread your lips
And feel your now responding hips
As movement takes o'er naturally
I lay you back..and bend to knee
As mouth moves down from breast to waist
Your skin atingle, making haste
You push me down while I explore
With single finger, loves closed door
And tongue now finds emerging clit
I tease and using just hard tip
Til moan escaped you, legs now shake
And knees bent high, my head you take
While finger now moves faster round
That virgin place still cherry bound
As back is arching, breath in gasps
It's now I do complete the task
Two fingers thrust and eyes start wide
You gasp but find me at your side
As legs spread wider, fingers sweep
And find that place within so sweet
The spot that makes a woman spasm
The place that brings her sweet orgasm
Though struggling with emotions ripped
Your body responds...the juices slip
You sigh as sweet warm waters flow
Relax in my arms and let it go
A soft smile plays around your lips
Still gentle movement from your hips
Your breath sinks deeper, eyes limp, close
Exhausted now, in my arms you dose
Until you awake,and then we'll see..
You're womanhood has been set free
In many places a mans first experience has to be with an experienced woman.
Likewise in the odd place its actually illegal to marry a virgin
This is what came out of those 2 thoughts. A pre-wedding primer? | |
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| Lost Lust or Romance?...lust..baby.
Posted: 7/18/2007 5:01:23 PM | Salty!....
Dance.
She drown me by a single look
bathed me by the lust unseen
crave you
still, within the emptiness of this bed
join me, become
place fingers, here, upon my chest
allow time, to no longer hold
my lips, are barren without yours
as too, is the center, of all I am
slipstream
breaks through the shadow
eyes tease
...linger...
I feel you
beyond fingers brushing
telling
your scent
has followed me for centuries
allow time, to fade beyond the reason
let us kneel
before the alter of our love
bare
that nothing but two souls
may join this gift
I am
because we are
naked
far from flesh
we know
moonlite dance
return to innocence
never to become
greater than this.......
Fall with me....
Sweet Marie....
..T.. | |
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| Lost Lust or Romance?...lust..baby.
Posted: 7/18/2007 5:06:18 PM | *Stranded Seamen*
Sweaty skin smothered in beaded drops of dew.
Tingling tongues touch as fingers linger long... sinking
in a sea of sin.
Waves crest
and crash upon our shores relentless;
Without shame i'm...
spilling frothy sea spray,
filling fleshy folds in an explosion
and tantalizing tides
leave our love alone on life-rafts,
stranded seamen drifting on for days... | |
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| Lost Lust or Romance?...lust..baby.
Posted: 7/18/2007 5:26:47 PM | This one is for Roxy......and hope she reads it ....and drops a line for me!
~~~~~~~~~~~~GRAB THE DEVIL BY HIS HORNS!~~~~~~~~~~~~
Freakin' life is insane......
we only live and we feel chained
Wonder if that damn devil....ever thought he'd meet his devil?
Grab that sucker by the horns.....kiss him hot....and veryyyyy hard.....
Invite him in to taste your lips........
Knowing all the while.........you LAUGH!!!!!!!!
Tell him all he wants to hear...........
tell him how you love his beard...............
All the while.......he plans his game............
Git your stungun...........up into your bed......
Never keep a minute .....sleeeping.......
Keep your eyes open........
for he is always.....creeping!
Then one nite.......as he is feeling so damn....evil.......
Quoting poetry....by the light of the full moon......
Cast your heart into asunder........
Let this clown ......know whats up under!
While he quotes...such words of love..............
Give his ass.......a big ole' shove.......
right into the firepit.............
Where his butt is surely spent!
Gasping at the thing you do......!!!!!!!!!
Come right back.......email........
and I will email you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
hugs roxy......miss ya tis true......
no fun here anymore.........
every one so damn.......
stewy........
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| Lost Lust or Found?
Posted: 8/10/2007 10:30:58 PM | Ribbons of summer drawing you forward
into lovely quiet places
down the lane
forgotten now
the grasses seed in mass profusion
to hide a lovely bed of wild flowers
tossed in the winds of timeless beauty
a deer by the clearing
ears perked up as she rests
and suckles her young
this is her doorstep to freedom
and our gateway to the warm embrace of a summers dream
hidden from prying eyes
the eagle paints the sky in circles
lie with me and forget that we exist
down in the sweet warm grass
let your body become one with the earth
as it was before the birth of the sun
no meaning or purpose the mind soars
changes occur as the ocean’s chameleon
looks deep inside
envisioning the softness of woman
the viability of man
in the blindness of a moment
wings spread wide in graceful ease
heartbeats in symmetry
the gathering wind sighs
as a dress flutters in the breeze
an open curtain for your eyes
as you gaze down from the sky
gently touching
kisses deep
the clouds burst open
shattering drops of feelings
a oneness
the love of passion’s fury
a bee descends upon its chosen flower
helplessness
she paints the sky now in her whispers
he pulls the earth closer and closer
waiting for the point of no return
the fawn raises its head
ears twitching
full of the milk of existence
no one needs to ask why
we need to share the land
or paint the sky together
its so simple
we understand. | |
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| Lost Lust
Posted: 8/25/2007 5:08:26 PM | Fire.
I could feel the touch of her thirst
Smell the very essence of her passion
Eyes seemed consumed by a primal lust
Her spirit grasped mine, pulling me closer....
Candles cast shadows against her subtle skin
Played teasingly off her red silken bra
Hiding from me her nipples poised and ready for my mouth
Fireplace Snapped, sparks of an amourous nature flew...
She drew closer, slowly....
I gathered my breath as I watched the movement of her body..
Catlike, her fingernails traced hard lines down my chest...
Closer.....my skin came alive......
She forced me to my knees...
Placed one leg over my shoulder,
With both hands grasp the back of my neck..
I slide my hand behind her, grabbing tight to her ass...
mmmm, I found that one place, that buckled her knees,
Her hips pressed into my chin, harder she pushed, harder.....
She threw her head back, body in convulsions, cumming hard...
I pushed her leg off my shoulder, tore of her red g-string...
My tongue teased her stomach, inching higher, slowly.....................
I drew her down to me, kissing deeply, biting her lower lip...
Yesssss she breathed, lower, I pulled of her bra, revealing magnificent breasts,
Hungrily, I licked and sucked her nipples, teasing her with my teeth..
She drew her hands down, found my hardness, grasped it between her fingers...
I found her neck, tasting her salty flesh, I urger her lower...
She took me into her, moving slowly at first, then faster, faster...
I grasped her hair, she moaned, and released me from the warmth of her mouth..
Walls fell away, time swayed, there was not but this..
We fell upon the cushioned floor before the fireplace...
Darkness but for the glow of flames....
Our mouths hungrily reached for each-other...
She pulled me on top of her, into her....
Yessssssss......
Flesh joined together in a dance of Lost Lust...
Passion tore through us in torential waves...
Her fingers drew deep lines down the small of my back...
I plunged into her...again...again....again....
She cried out, deep from the center of her being..
Climaxing, she tightened around me...
I pushed deeper, succuming to this moment of unbridled passion...
Sweat dripped as I found that place within her, again, and again...
Harder, faster, deeper, till I could hold no longer...
I came into her, feeling me, she came with me......
Yesssssss...........
I lay beside her, delicate movements of my fingertips upon her cheek...
Coy glances as we recalled our cosmic dance...
The candles had long burned low...
The fire gasping for another log..
And our eyes met, peaceful and without cause...
I ran an icecube down her chest, teasingly across her breasts.....
We just smiled, and lite the fire anew......
..T.. | |
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| Lost Lust
Posted: 8/25/2007 9:32:03 PM | ^^ sorry honey
the ice cube was long melted 
mingling with the sweat of salty passion
met with rise of longing tongue
in dying flames....
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