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Or do I just live without fright?

To step out of such darkness
It needs to be wanted and won
To rely on others for happiness
Is doomed if one cant love oneself.

Thumb those that cause pain
Show your arse as you leave
Lifting your head to all new views
Not hardened walk with pride

To see what life is about
To be free of all negativities
To be content within your own skin
To be loved and free to love

Fall asleep knowing there is tomorrow
Awaken with no expectations
The sun will shine through greying days
It comes from within
Find it let it show you the way!
Find it let it show you the way
The hope that shines on you in any direction
Like a little baby touching your heart making your day
Life can be hard.. its a crucifixion

Darkness you once knew
But now your older and grew
Mentally Physically and emotionally
Now you have a full identity

Go far and go wide
Dont let no one hurt your side
Break down things that bring you down
Love is what will help you go around
Look high look tall
what ever you dont fall

Now years went by
and you have spread your wings and started to fly
one will say you became great
others will say you are just baked
dont let them fool you no..
cause in the end you are no joke
Cause in the end you are no joke
And as you can see
I'm a nice kinda bloke
Standing firm like a tree
So I gave you a poke
I don't charge a fee
Your fires I could stoke
And it's absolutely free
Quote by knobby
Cause in the end you are no joke
And as you can see
I'm a nice kinda bloke
Standing firm like a tree
So I gave you a poke
I don't charge a fee
Your fires I could stoke
And it's absolutely free


"and its absolutely free"
was what he told me, but we all know
that everything comes with a price
i am not old enough to recall
but i read about it all
in the 60s fee love was all the rage
now they keep it in a cage
and only let it loose on saturdays
to prowl the streets
like some age worn beast
so sad he wasn't invited to the feast
shot gun wedding, what a way to go
no wonder the bride wore black.

You can’t truly call yourself peaceful unless you are capable of violence. If you’re not capable of violence, you’re not peaceful. You’re harmless.

No wonder the bride wore black
All she ever thought was to go back
To the time where she was happy
not to ever be down and droopy
Long she suffered and endured
But all she ever wanted was to love again
Created a life that once was hers
Now its all gone to the deaths yearn
She wishes he came back
and regrets everything
Not loving, Not caring
All she does is sit and stare at the night
stares and cries.. oh what a sight
Stares and cries..oh what a sight
The ring on her finger catches the light
She closes her eyes and tries to forget
What she had done, so full of regret

Weeks ago she told him no
That she didn't want him and had to go
So how was she here in this awful dress
Married and crying her life such a mess

She remembers how she used to be
Cheeky and fun the life of the party
When they met he seemed so nice
And she had wanted to calm her life

Then she fell pregnant with his child
No longer could she act so wild
She new a love she'd never felt
When the child was born her heart did melt

The child and she became his obsession
Not something he loved, just merely possessions
Then came the cheating, the lies and the violence
She had noone to help so she suffered in silence

She walks to the bar and orders a drink
Sips it slowly while she thinks
She orders another and a shot with it
She vows to leave before he breaks her spirit

A full year later its run its course
She's somewhat free after a bitter divorce
She smiles and looks down at her hand
The ring no longer there to brand

Her child distracts her and starts to giggle
It makes her smile so she gives her a tickle
A movement distracts her from behind a tree
I know that its him there watching her and watching me
The Duchess of Tart

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I know that its him there watch her and watching me
Is it a threat or is it hope following
An invisible shadow creeps along beside
Feels warm but yet familiar
This is nostalgia at its peak

Why does this seem familiar
Warm feeling, a glow of hope
Troubles the mind to seize the answer
But it twists and turns
answer hiding in the maze of the mind

What could this be
Is it just in the mind?
This just gives senseless doubt and try to shake it off
BUT then all you feel is a warm hug
Warmth, care, compassion

Turn around and all shall see
Is the person you care for
Smiling back at you giving you a ray of light
Making you feel higher than anything
THE love of your life is right here
The love of your life if right here,
But why do you look right through me,
as if I'm nothing more the a pane glass
which stands between you and your fantasies?

When in fact,
I shelter you from the rain and snow,
and let the warm and healing light of the sun through

Why do you keep sliding me aside,
When I keep the frosty wind of false affection
from blowing you off your feet, and into the cold?

See me, SEE ME.
I'm tired being there only in the background.

Perhaps, just perhaps, you'll miss me when I'm gone.
But,
by then,

Someone will see me for what I am,
a multi-coloured college of light
waiting to be cherished.
waiting to be cherished
by the people who say they care
is that a fact? or a mask?
do these people care?
thought they understood
the pain, the sorrow, the anguish i go through
all the trouble i bare
no one understands

they say life gives you lemon so make lemonade
what life gives is nothing compare to a fruit
it gives me troubles, worries and doubts
lemonade is not even a solution
it is a lie to cover the shadows of the truth

all I know is this dark truth
now i will close my eyes in this darkness
but wait what is that I see?
A smile, warmth, a hope of light
It was you that brightened the day
gave me hope to believe
all the troubles, all the doubts seem like a feather
blown in the wind passing by
you gave me strength and kindness
the years to come look bright and shine
take my hand and guide me away
to a happy end where I shall stay
To a happy end where I shall stay
I will try to guide you in every way
I may not be a poet to write this one
But will always be your guiding one

Things may be tough from your end
And problem may arise every now and then
Shadow of darkness created by some
Can never stay long and soon light will come

So smile and laugh for this will not stay
Just close your eyes, kneel and pray
God will never give us something we cant handle
HE knows how strong we are and HE's very gentle

I dunno if I made you feel good
but hoping this note can do you some good
remember that a friend will always stay
whatever happens i'll be here just say...
whatever happens I'll be here just say
raise you up and help you when you are down
dont be sad my friend
it will all be good in the end
I am there to help you up
So just get up and move along

I know there are bumps on this road
All you face are detours and turns
trying to go to a path that is straight
but life isnt that simple
it has turns, it has detours
even has curves, cracks and blockages

Dont be sad my friend
Raise your hands up
Praise for a better day
cause in the end
I am there my friend
To get you to the end
To get you to the end
I think of all the thoughts you send
The ones you say about how you feel
It makes me hot and i feel unreal

When you touch me
Grabbed my hair
Make me feel you
Make me aware

Kiss my body
Lick my tits
Dont tell me
You cant handle it

suck my nipples
Lick my clit
Rub my pussy
And lick my slit

wehn all is said
And all is done
One things for sure
I'm going to cum
The Duchess of Tart

Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.

https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx

And my latest poem, The Temptation.

https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
I'm going to cum
She said in a whisper
But didn't hear her
He kept pounding her harder
He kept pounding her harder
In her dreams
The feel of him inside her
Making her scream

Begging him, pleading
And asking for more
Her body is aching
Right down to her core

Aching to come
She starts to moan
Im gonna cum
And he starts to groan

She cums so hard
And cries out his name
But he keeps on fucking her
Till she cums again
The Duchess of Tart

Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.

https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx

And my latest poem, The Temptation.

https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
He kept pounding her harder
She moaned ever louder
A crowd gathered round her
And then he unbound her
Then he unbound her
The crowd was so pleased
They clapped and applauded
As she wiped her lips and curtsied
As she wiped her lips and curtsied
A clamor soon arose
The crowd was growing frenzied
So she struck a naughty pose
She struck a naughty pose,
Then peeked over at him,
He was watching her closely
With the most wicked of grins.

She cared not for the crowd,
She had only one need,
So she fell to the floor,
And crawled to him on knees.
She crawled to him on knees
He knew that she was fierce
Might it only be a tease?
God might she really please?

But soon the answers came
She really blew his mind
He'd never be the same
His world she did unwind
His world she did unwind
When she kissed his lips
Enjoying lust filled time
When she moved her hips

She spoke to his heart
On that first date
Knowing where to start
His heart she would take

She handed him hers
Knowing she was safe
Never needing furs
Just her heros cape

He wears his cape proudly
Protecting them
Never so loudly
Her voice called to him

Speaking of Pleasure
Laughter and Tears
Voice he still treasures
Through the years

She may fall sometimes
But he always catches
Protecting what is mine
My heart his does matches
My heart it does matches
What I think you feel
The way that I do
Just feels so surreal

Are you confused?
I sure am
We'll deal with it
The best we can

For you are there
And far away
I miss you so much
Everyday

It wasnt supposed
To be like this
But I was lost
By your first kiss

Your tender ways
That noone see's
Only from you
And they are for me

Will you tell me
Will you see
That I feel the same way
That you do for me?
The Duchess of Tart

Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.

https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx

And my latest poem, The Temptation.

https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
What you do for me
Is to let me see
How much of a hot
Babe you are since you got
Your sexy hands on me.

As a matter of fact, after you got
Your fantastic bod out of the hot
Tub, you let me go inside your ass
With the one tool that feels like brass
And is connected to one who is to trot.

Then, after you sucked on my cock,
You had done something to really rock
My world by letting me have the good
Luck of humping you on the hood
Of the car while we listen to the clock.

And then, after we got done fucking
Each other and heard the alarm going
Off, you would look and smile at me
And let me know that I really should be
Proud of doing successfully everything.
*coughs* Proud of doing
successfully everything
Makes a good haiku
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*coughs* Proud of doing
successfully everything
Makes a good haiku


Makes a good Haiku
The best Pokemon
In my opinion
Is Pikachu

Im not much a fan
Prefered thundercats
Dungeons and dragons
And Tiamat

Who saw it coming
With Dungeon Master
That he was actually
Vengers Father?

They dont make cartoons
Like they used to do
My fave In D&D was Barbarian
And Uni too
The Duchess of Tart

Please check out my new story, co-written with the amazing Wilful.

https://www.lushstories.com/stories/straight-sex/long-time-coming.aspx

And my latest poem, The Temptation.

https://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/the-temptation.aspx
And uni too
I never went
finding other ways
to pay the rent

After school
I went to work
I took the bus
I did not shirk

I found a job
I did not like
I earned enough
to buy a bike

Off I rode
seeking better
it was cold
I wore a sweater

I saw a job
it was art
so I applied
and got the part

I earned more cash
bought a house
it was small
would suit a mouse

I sold it on
more rooms I sought
a bigger house
was quickly bought

This poem was meant
to be more exciting
but I'm not so good
at poem writing
At poem writing there are those that excel
But there are also some that don't rhyme all that well
But though rhyming and wordplay can be oodles of fun
Unfortunately it don't suit everyone
So they write prose instead, telling stories and tales
Of brave little hobbits or nasty white whales
But the form of the writing don't matter that much
The words could be Chinese or Latin or Dutch
The important thing is that we all try to write
That is, after all, the idea of this site.
That is, after all, the idea of this site.
Some like to lick kiss and bite
Many come to have some fun
Or have a taste of Ana's bun
I love this site it suits me well
How long I stay who can tell
I have made so many friends
I am hoping that it never ends
I am hoping that it never ends
this licorice rope is red and long
I'm sucking it with my girl friend
oh shit she took it all; so wrong.....
“It's nice sometimes to open up the heart a little and let some hurt come in. It proves you're still alive.”
Oh shit, she took it all: so wrong...
That chilli dog was easily two feet long.
I'm sitting here, all hungry,
My tummy rumbly-grumbly
Thinking that my throat must have been cut.
I'm so hungry I've begun to gnaw at my own foot.
I'm so hungry I've begun to gnaw at my own foot
And am looking forward to Boeuf en Croute
The trouble I have to cook it
All I want to do is stay and sit
I lift my tired body to the kitchen
For some tasty food I am itchin'