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Posted: 6/19/2005 7:00:59 AM | Home Alone
I'm home alone no one is here,
And I don't have any kind of fear,
Anything I want to do I can,
Like lay out nude to get a tan,
I am free until tomorrow night,
And that feels oh so right,
I could even have a friend stay,
And sleep here till the next day,
No one would know he was even here,
But right now I could start to cheer,
Because I'm home alone this day and night,
And my day is beginning while the sun is bright,
When the sun sets my night begins,
And I could do so many sins,
I am either naughty or nice,
But I'm not the same person twice. | |
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Posted: 6/19/2005 7:13:30 AM | This was originally posted in Show Me What You Got, but I thought it did belong here too
Daddy Dearest (for all fathers out there)
Daddy dearest how I love you so,
You have taught me all the things I know,
You made me who I am today,
And my love for you will always stay,
Someday we might go out of touch,
But I will love you just as much,
You raised me from an infant,
And gave your love, every scent.
That is my father's day poem to all fathers,
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY EVERYONE!!! | |
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Posted: 6/19/2005 6:43:56 PM | Americangent...Wow..Courage...Beautiful...absolutely beautiful..
Cats...Hope your feeling better baby girl..Anything I can do? | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 6:30:12 AM | I'm feeling better day by day, I just have had a lot of things on my mind lately.
Thoughts
Different thoughts keep racing through my head,
I don't know if I should hold on to one,
So I just let them go instead,
Nothing ever will be done.
My head begins to hurt as the thoughts over flow,
Causing me a great deal of pain,
These thoughts are not for me to show,
As my tears flow down like rain.
They refuse to stop and keep coming out,
I don't have any idea on what to do,
Something inside me makes me want to shout,
So all I can say is just "Adieu". | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 7:45:37 AM | Too Much
Last night I went and had a drink or two,
But I think I had one to many it's true,
My head is aching and it's beginning to pound,
I cannot keep myself off the ground,
I keep falling over because I cannot see straight,
I guess that's what I get for staying up late,
Drinking is fun, but it's the hangover that's a b*tch. | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 9:09:25 AM | | @Cats... Hope your feeling better baby girl......... | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 9:49:55 AM | I am feeling better today, everyday i'm getting better and better
I'm just drinking warm beverages for my throat. It's helping a lot. | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 10:50:46 AM | originally posted in a poetry contest, but needs to be added here too, lol
Naughty or Nice
I can be nice and just sit here with a smile,
One that can go on for quite a while,
I can play with my hair while I talk,
And wiggle my hips when I walk,
Just innocent signs of being a flirt,
Nothing too serious so I don't get hurt,
I tend to also act all innocent and sweet,
With every guy that I tend to meet,
Nothing ever seems to go wrong,
Because my dates last so long. 
I can be naughty but I don't let it show,
It's more fun when guys figure it out, ya know?
It is in the way I sometimes kiss,
Something they don't want to miss,
So passionate but yet so soft and sweet,
That sends shivers down to their feet,
It makes them always come back for more,
Even if it is in the middle of the dance room floor,
I don't give a care about some public displays of affection,
I have been known to leave guys with an erection.  | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 11:22:30 AM | Now Cat How are you? This was posted in a contest but after your write above ...... purring up to the end of your cold ... you know you will always get me to be
Pointing “Right”
I sat there with a feeling in my groin.
A smooth body gently rubbing my head.
A wayward hand tickling in my loin.
“Why are you pointing right?” she said.
My body was in an intense roar.
My adrenaline was pumping at brand-new levels
My mind was afloat as it soared.
“Why are you pointing right?” she bedevils.
Her body slowly writhed down my torso.
Nibbling on the prisoner as if he resigns.
Squeezing hard as she lingered by my dorsal
“Why are you pointing right?” she confines.
I tried to answer as my words were stuck,
Low down in the depths of my groans.
My phallus was responding but caught in the muck.
“Why are you pointing right?” she croons.
The answer was quite evident as I sat in a daze.
The moon was full, to the force I was a slave.
My pants are pocketed on the right where it lays.
“Why are you pointing right?” she raves.
I pleaded with my joint that's pointing “right”,
To be the appendage that is upright.
Not to be the pointer on a compass sight,
That points True North because of the NIGHT | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 11:46:12 AM | Thank you for your comments! As always, I am honored to post here. You guys are neato!
Sincerely,
American Gentleman | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 12:41:25 PM | @coach, I know that was in a contest too, same one I believe, I liked it.
@AG, you're welcome hun, I think my poetry has come a long long long way from were it was before.
I hope everything is going well for the both of you | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 1:28:50 PM | | Cat, with you we always rise to the occasion. You just went from different levels of awesome. | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 1:35:15 PM | Rise
Rise up and say hello,
Says something from far below,
Time to meet your maker,
You have a taker,
Make her come in the shower,
Let her have it for an hour,
Please her in everyway,
But that's for her to say,
When she wants you to stop,
That's when you will drop,
You have released your seed,
Pleasing her every need.
hehehe, I like heating things up in here!!!!! | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 1:39:58 PM | A Wet Kiss
Why do I impart a kiss
and wish and wish and wish
that my kiss is only full of bliss
and of love that will not miss
Why do I impart a kiss
and wish and wish and wish
that my kiss will not cause her to hiss
about a kiss full of mist.
Why do I impart a kiss
and wish and wish and wish
that my kiss finds her dish
and fills my mouth full of jiss. | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 1:45:20 PM | | coach, nice write hun, lol. i feel so devilish today, for no reason | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 1:52:16 PM | | nice quote conman, but this is a poetry forum, lol, there are no quotes here. lol | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 1:56:53 PM | | conman, poetry needs to come from the heart, but what you wrote is a good start. | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 2:50:53 PM | Conman, good write  I know you have it in ya to write something happy :), lol.
There Are Times
There are times when I want to be in your arms,
There are times when I want to say certian things,
Will you be there?
There are times when I shouldn't be alone,
There are times when things couldn't be worse,
Will you be there?
There are times when I don't feel like myself,
There are times when I'm to sick to move,
Will you be there?
There are times when I will be pissed,
There are times when I cannot stop crying,
Will you be there? | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 2:56:57 PM | A Patches’ Welcome
We walked up the steps towards the door untold,
Coming home from work with thoughts unrolled,
Past all the new and old houses unsold,
Opening the door with a key unspoiled.
The dog moved sideways as if in a fold,
Yapping a message for all in earshot to behold,
A message from the master as he trolled,
Bidding us a welcome from his heart of gold. | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 2:59:38 PM | | nice write coach, always a treat to see your work in here | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 3:05:21 PM | Hey cat, thanks and you are right ... the lighter side of life is where the smiles, love, passion and purrrrrrrrrring resides. Besides I can't stop pointing......................... right handed you seeeeee | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 3:15:36 PM | coach, this is for you!
Hugs
Hugs make you feel warm all around,
And they don't make a single sound,
They are a way of letting someone know,
How much love for them you show,
It's also a way to show that you care,
They are free to give anywhere!
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Posted: 6/20/2005 3:34:20 PM | | Thxs ..... needed that. Just drop the h in my name and I'm all full of them. | |
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Posted: 6/20/2005 3:48:43 PM | | yvw coach, everyone can use a hug to brighten their day. That poem should go out to everyone. | |
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