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Livid Dying

White was the face, like graveclothes, the reflection of winter, of his life,  in his life,  in his face  to  just like winter  to bloom in spring  in his heaven  happy  for ever  and … ...Read On

Bedfordshire

Let's climb those wooden hills.

Climb the wooden hills to Bedfordshire Fingers discard my clinging attire Slipping silently between fine sheets Mind a-whirr from delectable treats. Clinging pillows my head to grace Fine hair dishevelled across my face Mouse wriggling lost in this grande bed Space unending; curling toes widespread. Pulsating visions across mine eyes Soaking pleasure stains adorn soft thighs...Read On

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In Your Office

Popping by the office for a little break ...

I love finding you Wearing your dark suit  Sitting at your desk  Busy with business. I lounge against the door frame With a smile on my face  Wearing your favourite black linen dress And a strand of pearls. You feel my presence Looking up from your work, your eyes  Travel from my black high heels,  Caressing my bare legs. You watch me close your door, And walk over to your desk ...Read On

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The Gentleman Is A Lover

A lady and a gentleman meet

She may dress loosely to reveal Portions of skin she knows will appeal: A slip of nipple, a handspan of thigh, The kind of view that hardens a guy. But she herself loves a man fit and trim Wearing sharp-tailored clothes that seem molded to him. A silk necktie that’s likely from France With a quality that’s seen at a glance; A pure white dress shirt with studs at the cuff, Woven tighter...Read On

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Our Love

You know my every secret, The darkness of my past. More than any other, Yet still you held me fast. You told me everything, But I loved you still. Nothing in your life, Could stop the love I feel. All the little kinks, And all the crazy bends.  We talked and talked, Became the best of friends. I shared my life, You shared yours. Families came next, They became ours. There were...Read On

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I love you

I was wandering through the catacombs of my mind. Searching for the meaning of my life. Love is just a word we use for feelings within our kind. Expressing gratitude of one onto an other. You are the one the only one who can make me blind. Saying this I hope that once you’ll be my wife... ...Read On

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This itch is more than desire

I am the very match, and you are the fire.

This itch is more than desire; It is an envy of your very breath for being inhaled Into the body of my such darkest thirst. It is the despair of every hair that falls From the perfection of the being that I most admire; The hair that that these very words inspire, to grow and bloom. It is the gaze I harbor only for you, your name and grace, absolute,  The gaze that wants...Read On

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With You

An expression of emotion, gratitude and passion

With you I'm beautiful I'm sexy I'm desirable With you I can't hide I can't pretend I can't deny With you I need  I crave I want With you I moan  I whimper I submit With you I take off the mask With you I can just be me...Read On

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Let Me Fuck Who I Want

A young woman faces pressure to conform.

No I don’t want to go steady, I’m too young, not ready. I just want to be a woman and be me, Can’t you see? Let me fuck who I want. Hold me down and thrust, But don’t force me to trust. I want your cock to rock me, Not a ring to lock me. Let me fuck who I want. I like several different guys it’s true, Don’t let that make you blue. Toy with my clit, tease me and flirt,...Read On

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Love alive

The things that keep our love alive

It’s knowing you’ll be waiting To meet me with a kiss, Falling into your arms and Pressing my body close, Sighing with contentment At being together again, Sharing a glass of wine, Believing that your shining eyes Reflect the feelings in your heart, Soothed by the tones of your voice Leading me to your room With soft circling caresses Lighting the flame, Growing...Read On

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Past and Present

This poem,first posted to a forum, describes my reaction to a true story from my lover.

John Doe, you know, and Jane A threesome you did share Concerned it might cause pain But no I did not care Indeed I must admit As you have learned by now It aroused me quite a bit And you should take a bow My love, your life before our time together here is nothing to abhor Indeed I hold it dear For all that brought you joy Experiments and more Even treated like...Read On

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we'll be together again

Sleep my love You have suffered enough in this world Find your peace on the other side A world free of pain and suffering Take a piece of my heart So you don't forget me When you feel your all alone Just remember I will be with you someday I lost you too soon darling but our love can not be torn apart So many sleepless nights as I lie awake Wondering a life without...Read On

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Daddy's Baby Girl

Daddy likes that she's submissive...

He has not given her a collar Or pulled her by a chain He didn’t handcuff her wrists Or in tight ropes restrain But he knows that she is his When he passionately takes over When those cravings become strong And she becomes his lover A slave to his passion She belongs to him completely  She submits to his wants  And she does it so hot and sweetly The one sweet creature Who makes his...Read On

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She Greets Him in a White Silk Robe

He's home again

Like a magic concubine Secretly schooled in satisfying his desires, Head slightly bowed, gaze lowered, Relaxed and graceful, She greets him in a thin white silk robe And undresses him with care. Each item of his clothes She removes and soothes the skin Revealed with scented oil Warmed in her palms. Her robe is loosely belted So as she moves She, too, reveals and, From time to time, pauses...Read On

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Home Again

Lovers separated by a job overseas.

Our marriage torn asunder, blessed union alienated by circumstance. Economic downturn, corporate downsizing. Financial theories turning dreams to dust. Divided by ocean, she chases that dwindling aspiration. Here I remain, each second a lifetime. Until she's home again. Meals for one, my appetite diminished, every mouthful tasting of ash. The lustre faded from social...Read On