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To explore your charms
Is my ultimate goal
With lips, tongue, and fingers
To excite your soul

A spiritual endeavor
It truly will be
As I send you soaring
In pleasure with me
In pleasure with me
Sometimes solo
Sometimes not
Pleasure we chase together

Often in memory
When heights know nothing
When fiction was fact
And fact became fiction

So whisper in my ear
And my lips will brush yours
We'll tell each other everything
Or maybe not
or maybe not she whispered
come back to bed
and tickle me with your whiskers
he covered them up
one kiss and then she quivered
One kiss and then she quivered
For the passion with which it was placed
Exciting her completely all over
Inhibitions utterly displaced

For the kiss she gave without qualm
Was betwixt her thighs that time
Just the start of a passionate whirl
Which would last a very long time
Which will last for a very long time
A special friend who will always be mine
To walk hand only forward and never look back
To always have a each and stay on track
Happiness abounds, my heart filled with smiles
Our journey will take us a billion miles
Our journey will take us a million miles
One by one as we walk, and talk
Our hearts with thrive
As we walk a million miles
Click below to see

As we walk a million miles
Hand in hand we go
On our face big smiles
Our love, it does show
If you're feeling bored during this Covid-19 epidemic I’d like to suggest
you take a peek at a story I collaborated with SueBrasil, a brilliant author.
It's about a mistake in judgment a lady makes concerning a friend, based
on the hurtful words of someone that only thinks of himself. Will that
conniving person succeed in ruining a beautiful friendship, or will she see
through his lies? It's gradually creeping up towards the 30,000 mark
and we’d love any votes or hearing whatever comments you may wish
to make. It is listed in my profile under ‘FAVOURITES’ as Apologize.

www.lushstories.com/stories/first-time/apologize.aspx

Our love, it does show
In ways quite small and quite great
As together we sail
In our blissful most loving state

The end of our journey
As we follow our trail
Is nowhere in sight
Together, we cannot fail




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Together, we cannot fail
As we stand
Facing the world
Hand in hand

Knowing we will
Have challenges to face
Which we will overcome
With determination and grace
With determination and grace,
I'm sure that we'll let ourselves face
any problem that life has to
throw at us and that includes Mom
barging in and see that sitcom
like shock in her eyes while I do
the probing of a friend's pussy
and do so not as a sissy
for she'll want some of the fruit, too.
For she'll want some of the fruit, too
I am just me
What shall I do
I do not see

I can not resist
I’m as dumb as a tree
Though I need assist
How can I be

My love for Mom
Flow as bubbles
So that is the sum
Of all my troubles
If you're feeling bored during this Covid-19 epidemic I’d like to suggest
you take a peek at a story I collaborated with SueBrasil, a brilliant author.
It's about a mistake in judgment a lady makes concerning a friend, based
on the hurtful words of someone that only thinks of himself. Will that
conniving person succeed in ruining a beautiful friendship, or will she see
through his lies? It's gradually creeping up towards the 30,000 mark
and we’d love any votes or hearing whatever comments you may wish
to make. It is listed in my profile under ‘FAVOURITES’ as Apologize.

www.lushstories.com/stories/first-time/apologize.aspx
Of all my troubles
You were never the first
But raise the word
And it's your face that appears

Endless closed doors
To no avail
What haunts me now
Will ever be

I've pulled open all the blinds
Letting Sol have it's due
Only to pull them tighter
With clarity revealed

But echos ring louder
Within and without
Ever encompassing darkness
Of what once was
Of what once was
We should not recollect;
Neither good nor bad
Can we resurrect.

Moving on
Each day begins anew.
This is where we are.
What then, shall we do?
What then, shall we do?
Many choices we make
All are decisions too
And risks we take

Move on, we must
That all will be good
In faith we trust
It’ll end as it should
If you're feeling bored during this Covid-19 epidemic I’d like to suggest
you take a peek at a story I collaborated with SueBrasil, a brilliant author.
It's about a mistake in judgment a lady makes concerning a friend, based
on the hurtful words of someone that only thinks of himself. Will that
conniving person succeed in ruining a beautiful friendship, or will she see
through his lies? It's gradually creeping up towards the 30,000 mark
and we’d love any votes or hearing whatever comments you may wish
to make. It is listed in my profile under ‘FAVOURITES’ as Apologize.

www.lushstories.com/stories/first-time/apologize.aspx
It’ll end as it should
I promise you, my friend
If not as it should be yet
Then this just isn't the end.

Pah! Optimistic tripe!
Such a story is tall
Though the milestones may vary
The end is the same for us all.
The end is the same for us all
Though how we approach is our own
Some walk along with assurance
Others fight to the last all alone

So let us enjoy the journey
Camaraderie supporting us all
Making each other so happy
Ensuring that none ever fall
Hello Lynn. It's been a long time since we've seen each other.


Ensuring that none ever fall
As we walk down the path of life
With our heads up, walking tall
Even though we meet great strife

Keep your heart full of joy
Because life can be fun
I’m like a boy with a toy
I think life, will never be done.
If you're feeling bored during this Covid-19 epidemic I’d like to suggest
you take a peek at a story I collaborated with SueBrasil, a brilliant author.
It's about a mistake in judgment a lady makes concerning a friend, based
on the hurtful words of someone that only thinks of himself. Will that
conniving person succeed in ruining a beautiful friendship, or will she see
through his lies? It's gradually creeping up towards the 30,000 mark
and we’d love any votes or hearing whatever comments you may wish
to make. It is listed in my profile under ‘FAVOURITES’ as Apologize.

www.lushstories.com/stories/first-time/apologize.aspx
I think life will never be done
as our souls find their recycle center
Do we get a choice, in continuing
Or is this game of life never ending
a parade of endless faces
Static voices that get lost in the ether
Surging veins of life that flicker away
With hearts that stop and ask 'are you still there'
With hearts that stop and ask 'are you still there'
and as we all drift to the ether and the vapor
of whatever light pulls us from here
only to return us entirely anew,
an echo of before never silences,
I can still feel you and taste you,
I am still deep inside of you,
I don't know how to leave ❤️
I don't know how to leave
To leave would be to grieve
That is bad, so very sad
That almost makes me mad

If we have a choice
That would make me rejoice
Each of us, we must fend
The game of life will never end

Endless faces, before us parade
I don’t think that is a charade
It is real
That’s how I feel

If you ask, ‘are you still there?’
That is a question fair
You’ll have to wait and see
Just know, I’ll always be near
If you're feeling bored during this Covid-19 epidemic I’d like to suggest
you take a peek at a story I collaborated with SueBrasil, a brilliant author.
It's about a mistake in judgment a lady makes concerning a friend, based
on the hurtful words of someone that only thinks of himself. Will that
conniving person succeed in ruining a beautiful friendship, or will she see
through his lies? It's gradually creeping up towards the 30,000 mark
and we’d love any votes or hearing whatever comments you may wish
to make. It is listed in my profile under ‘FAVOURITES’ as Apologize.

www.lushstories.com/stories/first-time/apologize.aspx
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Just know, I’ll always be near
When you call out in the night
In my arms I will engulf you
And quell any ling'ring fright

But just know that things, quite likely
Will turn into more than that
The call of our bodies to each other
Will turn up the thermostat
Will turn up the thermostat
Quoth Anne Hathaway, donning a woolly hat
He put down his pen
Said 'tis but Sixteen Ten
Central heating hath not yet been invented
Art thou fucking demented?
In his plays he was all poetry and wit,
But at home, he was kind of a shit.
Such marital strife
Beset Shakespeare's wife.
Life has fewer gripes
If you don't wed theatrical types.
All was not sweetness and light
In the second-best bed, that night.
In the second-best bed, that night
The view of the night sky was quite sharp
A shooting star streaked from afar
With the cool air chilling to the bone
Close your eyes and see
It's not a dream nor should it be
And making it my go to song
That melody which now I can't stop
Roiling around in my brain
Always right there in the backdrop

Perhaps you can quell the repeats
Give me a new song to invoke
Something primal and carnal to chant
A new symphony of pleasure evoke
A new symphony of pleasure evoke
At the stroke of dawn, I wrote
This poem, short and sweet
Lady Lynn, I'm happy to meet

A wonderful poet
Though she doesn’t know it
She has great witt
And is never a twit

She writes about roses red
Or so its been said
To many, she’s a friend
So this poem, I send
If you're feeling bored during this Covid-19 epidemic I’d like to suggest
you take a peek at a story I collaborated with SueBrasil, a brilliant author.
It's about a mistake in judgment a lady makes concerning a friend, based
on the hurtful words of someone that only thinks of himself. Will that
conniving person succeed in ruining a beautiful friendship, or will she see
through his lies? It's gradually creeping up towards the 30,000 mark
and we’d love any votes or hearing whatever comments you may wish
to make. It is listed in my profile under ‘FAVOURITES’ as Apologize.

www.lushstories.com/stories/first-time/apologize.aspx
So this poem, I send
Put down in words
After dancing in my head
The day ahead lays open
Plans perhaps remain
Pushed aside for now
Within my head
Thinking now of what might be
Thinking now of what might be
between us and not to see.

I see you laying naked in
bed with some guy's stiff rod within.

But just as you guys were about to
cum, you saw me staring at you, too.

But you're still unable to stop him because
you're willing to enjoy it without one pause.
Thinking now of what might be
With the chances replete we are granted
How will the dice this time fall?
Will we end up in passion enchanted?

The hopes and dreams we elicit
Depended upon so much unknown
We can but trust in the gamble
And follow the path we are shown.


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So this poem, I send


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And follow the path we are shown
On the treasure map in my hand
Fifteen paces from the lone
Palm tree, and six feet under the sand.

Or lead me now elsewhere
To treasure of another sort
My hand in your underwear
Triple-X marks the spot.