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| VANITY
Posted: 5/26/2007 10:20:10 PM | | mmmm...if I was there, I could rub that muscle out for ya! Deep penetrating massage, long and slow!! | |
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| VANITY
Posted: 5/26/2007 10:21:27 PM | | lmao... in that case I got a cramp in my bumm too | |
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| VANITY
Posted: 5/26/2007 10:37:06 PM | Well now let me see,
Lie down here on the bed,
right beside me,
my hands are ready.
Fingertip caresses,
shoulders and back,
running slowly
I have a nack.
Stroking your flesh
as I move my hands lower,
taking my time,
going even slower.
Teasing your body,
naked and hot,
letting my hands,
find the right spot.
Then use my tongue
and engaging my mouth,
leaving a trail,
as I head south.
Finding that spot,
as my tongue starts to flit,
parting the lips
and finding the clit.
The wetness begins,
as my tongue seeks to please,
Caressing that spot,
till you're weak in the knees.
Then quicken the pace,
the nipples I tease,
as I feel the big O,
I'm eager to please! | |
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| VANITY
Posted: 5/26/2007 10:48:37 PM | *blushing* Oh oh oh.. I think you win this round... but I'll be back with more ammunition another night, LOL
edit: chicken? No...worried we might burn down the forum and who knows if POF is insured for fire?? | |
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| VANITY
Posted: 5/26/2007 10:51:15 PM | ooooh....ch...ch...chicken???? Ok sweety...have a good sleep! I know you will now! Nitey nite...sweet dreams!!!!!!! | |
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| DREAMS
Posted: 5/27/2007 12:34:53 AM | Dreams awaken,
as I sleep,
Taking me away,
from where?
To where?
Disconnected realities
perhaps?
Another plain
of existence,
beyond what we know,
ghosts of tomorrow,
Like a haunting,
Illusions of yesterday,
Alive in our
fantasy. | |
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| DREAMSCAPES
Posted: 5/27/2007 12:39:56 AM | Dreamscapes,
locked crypts
of darkness,
haunted visuals,
images of fire,
Like a spewing volcano,
melting palms
of the crucifix,
raining down
scorching rock,
then awakened,
by light of day,
dreamscape denied,
Vanquished,
to Neverland. | |
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| MOMMY'S ADDICTION
Posted: 5/27/2007 11:59:02 AM | Daddy? Where is Mommy?
Why doesn't she call?
Daddy? where is Mommy?
she never visits us at all.
Daddy wipes away the tears,
Then tries his best to explain,
What drugs have done to Mommy,
But can't take away the pain.
How to mend the breaking hearts,
of the children he loves so much,
And try to justify the Mother's love,
who now is out of touch.
The harm is never ending,
The tears are stains that last,
The pillows a silent witness,
of Mommy's addictive past.
The children stand by Daddy,
as they said their last goodbye,
Mommy didn't make it out,
She didn't have to die!
Based on a true story of someone who committed suicide when she couldn't give it up. | |
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| RANDOM
Posted: 5/27/2007 12:22:38 PM | Just be,
silent and still,
feel the depth,
Warm the chill.
take all in stride,
yet be who you are,
Look to the heavens,
find your own star. | |
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| RANDOM
Posted: 5/27/2007 12:32:12 PM | | alot of passion behind the writes..heartfelt...thanx Mandrake for sharing | |
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| RANDOM
Posted: 5/27/2007 12:52:10 PM | Reaching for the flames
Of your fire
Chilled heart in turmoil
Emotions spill all over
Fragments to be raked
And dumped in
Compost bin
Coffin of sorrows
Recycling for another
tomorrow | |
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| RANDOM
Posted: 5/27/2007 12:56:03 PM | | Hi Casheyes and Marie.....thanks for your comments and contributions. Always nice to see you here. Thanks for visiting. Hope you come again soon. | |
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| RANDOM
Posted: 5/27/2007 11:10:14 PM | allow me... to be...
a cat
and curl up on the rug
in front of your fireplace
asleep and dreaming
aware and watchful
in case you do something interesting to me
or, a mouse wanders near
allow me to be.... comfortable in my own fur
wallowing in contentedness
purring to feel the rumble in my chest
mischevious ideas flitting through my eyes
the fire makes me too lazy to mis-behave
meow | |
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| RANDOM
Posted: 5/28/2007 10:55:08 AM | Admire
the fire,
or the mouse
in the house,
be a bug
in the rug,
be a cat
with a hat,
forget how
to meow! | |
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| RANDOM
Posted: 5/28/2007 12:01:34 PM | *flicks whiskers @ Mandrake*
oh passage of time and tales to come
stories bewitching each new generation
voices of old renewed with young ears
life is such a lovely repeat | |
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| RANDOM
Posted: 5/28/2007 12:18:56 PM | I am the reincarnation
of Ichabod Crane,
A little bit slow,
and a little insane.
I ride a horse backwards,
and dress upside down,
sometimes a devil,
and sometimes a clown.
I'm lanky and clumsy,
with knuckles that drag,
A nose like a carrot,
and cheekbones that sag. | |
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| RANDOM
Posted: 5/28/2007 8:08:37 PM | Not long to go
before I shut down
for the summer,
go play in the sun,
and drive round
in my Hummer,
go out on the links,
and play a few rounds,
mmmm don't I like,
how that sounds,
but maybe I'll be back
when the fall arrives here,
just not so sure
it's not quite clear,
have to wait and see. | |
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| RANDOM
Posted: 5/28/2007 8:25:45 PM | I never could understand
chasing that little golf ball so one could hit it again
But I am sure it can be fun with a friend
Mandrake,I'll play golf with you if you promise to let me win...(smilin') | |
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| RANDOM
Posted: 5/29/2007 8:51:01 AM | Alas, let me hear with my eyes,
for my ears grow old of sight,
Let me touch with my heart,
as my hands they grow tight.
Alas! the truth falls on deaf ears,
Even in sight, your blindness grows,
lay your claim with the learned,
all the while your virtue shows. | |
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| RANDOM
Posted: 5/29/2007 9:24:23 AM | Go on! Place your hand on your heart!
Yet, you stop! What do you fear?
Afraid it might not be there?
Go on! Open your eyes! they're open you say?
Then why is it you still cannot see
beyond yourself? It's only me.
Go on! Reach out and take my hand,
I feel your touch, yet apart,
in it, there is no heart! | |
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| RANDOM
Posted: 5/29/2007 9:32:45 AM | Spoken words
in a waste land,
just like the sun,
falling on deafness,
Recoiling, like the cobra,
then striking out,
Attacking the presence
that threatens that
which you do not
understand.
Ignorance
is bliss! | |
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| RANDOM
Posted: 5/29/2007 11:21:21 AM | ^^^^enjoying the read Mandrake
In a crowdwd room
full of many faces...
then a troubled awareness
one may feel....
when you feel
you don't belong...
You may not be lost
and yet the soul
still left wandering
on a journey of utopian hope
for something different,
a vision of something more
a place where the spirit has a home.... | |
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| RANDOM
Posted: 5/29/2007 1:19:44 PM | Hiya Casheyes....wonderful write^^^^ love the depth and awareness. Thanks for placing it here.
Now about letting you win!....gonna make you earn it! | |
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| Summer
Posted: 5/29/2007 4:36:50 PM | When summer peeks over the world
and it's time for the heat to rise
and all the kids are home from school
and sunblock makes you wise
The sky's reach farther than tomorrow
and the cloud's are fluffy and white
the days last even longer
and the fireflies play in the night
People spend more time outside
people spend hours at the beach
searching for that perfect tan
that always seems just out of reach
some guy and gals with their clubs
go wandering around the back forty
chasing down a little white ball
that they wash so it doesnt get dirty
some people like to cut grass
and spend their days with the flowers
you can find them outside all day long
or at least for many an hour
Me I continue to work
spending my time on the clock
and when the sun starts to go down
I like to head out for a walk
so here comes the summer
with birds, flowers and skys so blue
what about summer do you love
what is summer to you? | |
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| Summer
Posted: 5/29/2007 6:01:58 PM | Like the song says:
Bring on those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer.....
BBQ's, golf, picnics and ball,
Beaches and hiking,
and trips to the mall,
sitting outside on a warm summers eve,
reading and watching, and sipping ice tea.
Visiting family and friends when I can,
Taking my girls without having a plan,
driving around through the country side,
Finding a horse to take for a ride,
But late at night, just watch for my star,
sitting outside strummin my guitar. | |
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