| Wild Ride
Posted: 5/3/2006 3:04:32 PM | swEtRoxRocker^^^now that is what I call a great poem^^^ a Wild Ride for sure (previous page) 
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Valve Train Happening
15 July 2005
Her angel eyes
her beauty in looks
Just one word
like those in books
As if a computing underestimate
locks away this soul - blondness to heart
Slow at the beginning to start
Where Detroit and Windsor
hale in essence of vee eight
Complete with cubic inches
bored and stroked in fate
Ann Arbor to Westland
along the mighty Ford Road
In general to motors
into Wayne County of abode
"for Cat's"
While there are times, the impossible can be ignored—or given off as being foolhardy,
US automotive manufacturer GM founder William Crapo Durant was shown to be no finance
man. When he merged the success of the Buick Motor Car Co. with Oldsmobile and several
other small, financially unstable operations to form the General Motors Co. in 1908,
Durant was seen to be as much a dreamer as an entrepreneur.
As GM proceeded to expand in adding new businesses to this empire, Durant was regarded
as an unabashed shopaholic. The company weathering the storms much better than its
founder did, growing to become the world's largest industrial concern.
William Crapo Durant died broke in 1947
In contrast to GM—Henry Ford created the first inexpensive mass-produced automobile -
the Model T - and revolutionized an industrial world by developing and refining assembly line
manufacturing. In 1903 the Ford Motor Company was founded, and in 1908 Ford introduced
the Model T. By 1924 10 million Model T cars had been sold and Detroit was to become the
auto-making capital of America. Ford remained one of the country's most famous
and influential businessmen until his death in 1947.
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
a poet who cares
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| Going Down…
Posted: 5/4/2006 7:21:53 PM | I enter the elevator our eyes meet and it’s just you and me
We smile briefly watching the numbers light up descending
The elevator slows to a stop and I instinctively move closer
As more people enter I am pressed up tightly against you
The doors close and the elevator continues descending
My ass sways gently with the motion massaging your crotch
I can feel your semi-hardness pressing against my round ass
Curious to see the look on your face I turn and grin at you
Not knowing what to think you relax and try to play it cool
Until you feel my hand rub up against your tight thigh
You go completely still except the pulse of your hard on
Once again the elevator stops and more people enter
This time we are pushed into the corner and I feel your heat
My hand begins to move ever so slowly between our bodies
You move gently, so as not to draw their curious glances
Fingertips just barely brush the tip of your now hard c**k
You place both your hands on my hips pull me in tighter
I squeeze your pulsating hard on between my teasing fingers
It’s too much for you, taking my hands placing them on your ass
Squeezing your ass cheeks I slowly grind against your hardness
We are now on the first floor and everyone exits except for us
The doors slide shut and the elevator continues down to the basement
I swivel my hips, rotate and grind my tight ass against your crotch
Through the fabric of my dress you feel the heat between my legs
The elevator stops and the door doesn't open staring ahead I whisper to you
"This happens occasionally. We'll be out in 5 minutes, just be quiet; enjoy."
Never turning around I continue to press my body against you into the wall
You gently push me forward and squeeze my ass cheeks massaging them
I reach down and wrap my hand around your engorged throbbing hardness
Slowly rubbing my hand up and down the length enjoying the bulging head
You reach around in front of me and cup my wet pu**y in your palm
You slide your other hand up and feel my bare breast through the fabric
My hand continues to rub against you, squeezing it from time to time
Wanting to feel my skin against your hand you slip it inside my dress
Gently massaging and squeezing your palm flicking over my nipple
Moaning, your other hand continues to tease my pu**y through my skirt
I lean back into you, my arm pulls your head closer and you nibble my ear
You whisper that you want me to turn around so that you can see me
I gently squeeze my other hand around you and say, "No, it's better this way."
We hear shouting and someone beginning to pry the elevator doors open
Breathing heavily we continue to rock and sway, pressing against each other
The doors begin to creak and inch open slowly the frantic voices getting louder
I move away from you, straighten my dress and stand staring straight ahead
The doors open, I turn around wink and blow you a kiss; thanks for going down | |
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| Goddess
Posted: 5/5/2006 10:22:48 AM | Venus beckons in leather bound tight
By wide strips of lust wrapped stiff
Her lush breasts tenderly strained
To the confines of supple leather
Goddess hears his fervent adoring appeal
Smile down on your pliant slave of lust
Carry me to that place where you dwell
That shrine between your silken thighs
Her sighs and moans sweetened music
Calling him to her ecstatic worship
In that temple of enigmatic ecstasy
Surrendering all he is to her freely
He sings for her with his primal cries
Soft muted melodies roll from his lips
She rocks her hips and fulfills his need
He takes her offerings as she marks him
Pressed face to that moist sacred place
Drinking deep the sweet essence of life
Beyond the realm of unrelenting desire
Lusts allurement erotic made the divine | |
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| Bad Girl
Posted: 5/6/2006 8:10:54 AM | Although she has been a very good girl all day
she is always a bad girl in mind and has decided
that she deserves to be properly punished for it
Not caring that he's uncomfortable, all the better
as it will make it much sweeter, her sharp command
for him to sit lets him know she is still in charge
He quickly does as she wants and she assures him
that in the end he will enjoy it if not more than her
she moves across the room wearing pink lace panties
This confuses him and so he stares, eyes lingering
no leather, no riding crop, no bindings or stays
he is motionless as her skin slides across his lap
Pink lace accentuates her round alluring cheeks
she tells him exactly what she wants from him
his fingers tentatively trace intricate lacey edges
The tickling ends, his palm lightly slaps her ass
one, two, on and on, warmth radiates her cheeks
he stops, squeezes them, trails his finger again
Involuntary motions start the next exquisite round
deep hoarse breathing is punctuated by silence
her breath held as glowing pleasure intensifies
Lust burns hotly between her taut quivering thighs
slow toying vibrations on her lips, cupping breasts
leg hair tickling, throbbing hotly on her stomach
Brown eyes ever watchful, for once hers pleading
for a tweak, kiss, caress, blow, pinch, lick, rub, pat
anything that would bring her to glorious release | |
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| Dream Dancing
Posted: 5/8/2006 7:24:39 PM | The world was slumbering, but I was awake
I couldn't sleep, all I could do was think of you
I longed for the caresses of your sweet lips
and the gentle way you held me in your arms
The wind whispered your name in my ear
and an enchanted smile radiates on my face
I pictured us dancing again, my hands in yours
An angel's voice echoed from the heavens
singing to us as we danced just you and I
your smoky dark eyes gazing intently into mine
It was as if you were truly there, in my arms,
no longer a figment of my untamed desires
I could feel the warmth of you on my hands
How I hated letting go of this blissful longing
alas night slowly began to flicker into the morn
It was but for a moment that you escaped my mind
for the warmth of the rising sun embraced my being
as you so tenderly did the night before, sweet man | |
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| 1:50 A.M.
Posted: 5/10/2006 11:47:47 PM | 1:50 am, teach me how to drip
Slowly in your lustrous skin
Your luminous candle lit my
Dark nature too bright as my
Lightless waxen essence rushed
Embraced us to forlorn lust and
Telltale dreams of bygone
Smiles.
Precious moments to melt you
Slowly in your lustrous skin
With hot engulfing quick fire
We are dipped in a mass of
Wicked and weakening wishes
Licking, amassing and vanishing to
Oblivion.
I am open to tortures of the wind
Slowly in your lustrous skin
I can no longer hear the music
So still me in my mirage dance
Flickering and ruddy crimson
Pricking at our fragility
Hide me from the darkness
Yet light me there in sheer
Bliss.
Glorious beauty, I am combustible
Slowly in your lustrous skin
Flaming brightly your gaze
Lost wantonly withering
This yearning cannot last
Forever.
Secretly, molten burning lust
Slowly in your lustrous skin
Dying like a magnificent candle
Burning its scent madly away
Fiery soul; eroding to a mere wick
Remembrances of desire
Beautiful flames within
Lust. | |
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| It Must Be Lust
Posted: 5/11/2006 12:09:16 AM | Fingers tracing, tickling, teasing
Hot breath exploring blushing skin
Urgent tumble, new folds uncovered
Subtle moans and seductive moves
Tasting, testing and discovering
Heartbeat, hot breath, quivering lips
Glistening bodies shrouded in mystique
Trembling touches of nocturnal desires
Pressure in rhythm brings writhing and laughing
Dividing covers with penetrating scents of lust
Nibbling with lips and teasing with tongues
Blow outside influences and it's woes away
Blinding, tickling, licking, pleasing
Darkest of night, striking of day | |
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| Night Fiery
Posted: 5/11/2006 8:22:54 AM | Night song sings when we come together
Notes of passion brilliant and breathless
Follow me into our song of familiar rhythm
Heady with eloquent moans and rustling linens
Fiery our souls
Melodic pleas and whispers of pleasure
Palpable tunes that only we can hear
Nothing ever need be said no lyrics sung
Endlessly he wants passion that she needs
Fiery our souls | |
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| Craving You
Posted: 5/11/2006 9:21:51 PM | Craving you so bad that I'm shaking
The need to feel your hands on me
It strikes me at the oddest moments
Bent over clothes from washer to dryer
Certain songs playing on the radio
Leaning under hot spray in the shower
Craving you so bad that I'm shaking
The need to feel your eyes on me
Soaping myself up in the whirlpool bath
Bent over the sink brushing my teeth
Wierdest of all squatting to use the loo
Craving your warm hands and sultry eyes | |
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| Dreams Of Me
Posted: 5/12/2006 7:41:27 PM | Dream of me while we are separated
Remember my soft lips nibbling yours
The way my body intertwined with you
Will you forget my searching eyes from afar
Smell my presence even though I'm gone
Taste the power of our endless attraction
Do not feel abandoned for I am here for you
Always a part of my soul and in my mind
In bed lying in silence of another day's end | |
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| Rendezvous
Posted: 5/14/2006 1:39:14 PM | It was my moment of release
to let go
Within these walls of exotic excitement
to be captured
taken
sweat falling from his face
skin on skin
We were connected
joined as one
Never knowing where he began and I ended
lost in skin
melting into one another
hot passion rising
seeking lips
touching
Gossamer veil shrouding eyes and pulsing lights
lost in the moment
there across the
crowded room
him | |
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| One Moment
Posted: 5/15/2006 11:11:44 AM | I will dance the dance with you
Across a glittering star-strung sky
We will float on the cloudy night
To touch your dreams of us
I will call out to the moon
Your precious name held close
While I capture your pulsing heart
For just a while in the ocean of time | |
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| Simply You...
Posted: 5/15/2006 3:42:38 PM | You are such a sweet man
You can deny it, but I know
You take me to such heights
You make me forget my fears
You encourage my pleasure
You smile knowingly at me
You drive me to insane temptation
You dare me to be simply me
You push me to indulgence
You seek relish in my delight
You are naturally a sweet man | |
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| Now...
Posted: 5/15/2006 3:58:22 PM | Breathe; just breathe you said to me
Holding my head firmly to your chest
Gripping my exhausted body closer to you
My heavy lidded wet eyes slowly open
I breathe deeply your scent invading
The warmth of your chest on my cheek
Thudding of your heart is music to me
Undulating beneath me with ragged breath
Each one tantalizing the hair on my neck
You hold me tight kissing my forehead
Lips kissing tenderly, reassuring rubs
There is nothing for me except you | |
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| Now...
Posted: 5/15/2006 5:31:41 PM | I just had to say that I really like your poetry. It has such a vivid life of it's own....like several others on this site. Decided to shortly rekindle the Hope theme I read earlier.....
I Hope.....
I hope for a fulfillin' life
Completed by the the ones I cherish
I hope to live for the day
Never will wish to see it perish
I hope I find many friends
Along this windin' way
I hope truth will never escape me
Continually searchin' to convey
I hope for simple wisdom
To guide me as I ascend
I hope never to forget
Thoughts compiled I must comprehend
I hope for love never lost
Kept securely within my soul
But above All Else....I hope
Always to never lose control.... | |
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| Thank You
Posted: 5/15/2006 6:50:48 PM | ^^^FullMoonWisdom your comments are appreciated^^^
Your poetry is beautiful and inpsires me in my writing as do several others here. Thank you for visting and adding to the Hope theme in this thread. I look forward to reading more of you writing. | |
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| Cherished...
Posted: 5/16/2006 8:48:24 PM | Have I told you lately just how much you mean to me?
Some day’s time just flows so quickly it fades away
Small-cherished things that can be said aren’t spoken
I hope you realize just how important you are in my life
There is absolutely no one on this earth that can compare
You are unique, warm, charming and full of deep thoughts
Everyday you amaze me with your generous kind heart
Cheering everyone on during troubled times all the while
You keep your chin up high fighting your own battles
Everyone needs to be told how special he or she is
Know that you are in my memories and daily thoughts
Your strength encourages me everyday single day
You are the most cherished treasure outside of heaven
Without you life is bleak, lifeless and meanderingly gray
Your smile and quiet way touch me deeply and I thank you | |
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| Cherished...
Posted: 5/17/2006 5:35:03 AM | | Hi SweetRox. Just had to drop a line to let you know that your poems really do rock and seem to be describing Exactly what I am feeling for my man right now! Keep up the great work. Enjoy them tremendously! | |
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| Cherished...
Posted: 5/17/2006 5:45:27 AM | Thank you Itliving, your encouragement means a lot. Maybe in the future you will share something... I am delighted that the poetry has struck a cord with you. I look forward to reading your creative thoughts as well.
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| Wide Open
Posted: 5/17/2006 4:20:37 PM | Eyes wide open
no pledge needed
primal needs filled
insight fantasy desire
no strings attached
only straps bindings
all about pleasure
me then you
you then me
what say you... | |
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| In My Dreams
Posted: 5/17/2006 10:07:38 PM | You want it really bad don't you…
I want to give it as much as you want it
I feel it rising in me every time I look at you
The sound of your voice resonates in me
Your presence overwhelms and fulfills
I cover you with my body hoping to absorb
Every last inch of you until the next time
When you find your way in my dreams | |
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| Lust is…
Posted: 5/20/2006 7:46:46 PM | embracing sensual wickedness
delightfully serendipitous
like a bold bottle of merlot
knowing love is possible
knowing one is wanting you
knowing you want him too
just doing it, no matter what
knowing it is okay to explore
knowing she has everything
knowing it can last forever
knowing the bedroom isn’t a goal
knowing there are no mistakes
being fearless and confident
pleasuring her languorously
then pleasuring her a little more
knowing it's her decision to make
knowing when to allow space
having no choice but to wait | |
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| When We Met
Posted: 5/20/2006 10:03:29 PM | The first day I met you I wanted you
Your mannerisms and quiet demeanor
Excited me
As the sun lit the sky and set
I could tell you were just slightly
Wonderfully depraved
Your presence radiated magnetism
The mere sight of you caused a
Deep tingle
We danced fast then we danced slowly
Your first intimate touch was
Pure heaven
Warm lips pressed against my neck
Humming sounds you made when you inhaled
My scent
Vibrated my very being and the flame rose
Your body pressed into me I felt you growing
Hard throbbing
To this day your fingers have yet to be competed with
Your hands, pulling, tearing at my clothes and pushing
Inside me
I lost myself so many times to your pleasuring
Sweaty hair, hot red marks later the only indication
You knew
How to get to me, still do, bound and without a choice
Pleasing you, pleading with you for the divine release
Lusting you… | |
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| Man...
Posted: 5/23/2006 3:36:52 PM | You are a brewing storm with a quiet center
Gorgeous in determination; hard and unrelenting
Rugged, sensuous strength wrapped in soft skin
Forever pleasing to firm feathery soft caresses
Frustrating and entrancing at the same time
A mystery to those who are soft inside and out
Thought processes and logic sometimes too much
Eternally a complex puzzle without instructions
You create heaven in a glance, embrace, and kiss
Profuse tumultuous passion beckoning release
A journey worth exploring eternally in time
As long as I have breath and my eyes can see
Cherished for your individuality and essence
Unequivocally mysterious, beautiful sweet man | |
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| Passion and Lust
Posted: 5/24/2006 3:18:11 PM | Passion for you
Burning my soul
I can’t resist
Lust for you
Wanting you naked
On soft pillows
Wanting your whispers
Deep satisfying connection
Wanting to kiss
Your entire body
Lust for sure
Wanting to embrace
Feel your heartbeat
Intense undeniable passion
Just for you
Man I adore | |
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