Roses are Red

Quote by Bella13
And wait for the touch I crave right here.

Roses are Red, 🌹
Your longing has called me from afar,
You feel my touch, and the emptiness fades,
Your smile returns, knowing where you are.

Quote by loveZoey2

There's can't be no extra baggage in that "Behind."

Roses are red

A plump bottom's nice

Exquisitely squeezable

To be precise

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"To have and to hold"

Is a description, apt

As hands slip behind

And keep her all wrapped

Quote by lynnwitt
"To have and to hold"

Roses are Red,🌹
Held with care,
A treasure so fine,
A perfect handful, so rare.

That "Behind" deserves a tender kiss,
Softly placed upon each Cheeks, 💋💋
That makes the heart flutter,
And leaves me smiling for weeks.
🫶

𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘥

𝘈 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯st 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯,
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯.
𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦,
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦.

𝘈 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬,
𝘛𝘸𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬—
𝘈 𝘳𝘩𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘮 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸, 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭,
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘶𝘴 𝘧𝗎𝘭𝘭.

Roses are red

Your mouth on mine is slow and deep,
A rising wave of sudden heat.
I wake to shadows as they creep,
And find a cold, abandoned sheet.

Quote by loveZoey2

Roses are Red,🌹
Held with care,
A treasure so fine,
A perfect handful, so rare.

That "Behind" deserves a tender kiss,
Softly placed upon each Cheeks, 💋💋
That makes the heart flutter,
And leaves me smiling for weeks.
🫶

Roses are red

Have no despair

Your behind I'll surely

"Handle with care"

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Handle and fondle

And, yes, even kiss

Ideally sending you

Into a pleasurable abyss

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Oh, more there might be

Of events to share

Kept in private

For what and where

Quote by LizaZ
Roses are Red,
.
.

Roses are Red,🌹
Welcome, come join the Fun,
Come share a smile and rhyme,
Where good times have just begun.

Roses are red

Nice to meet you

and welcome

From me too

Quote by loveZoey2
Liza

Roses are red

Somehow I've missed

LIza's post

So I am pissed

--

If still around

Then Welcome to You

I hope we'll see you

More than 'a few'

--

Roses are red
LizaZ
Posted something
I didn't see.

.

Got a welcome
Twice repeated
But post and ID
Are now deleted.
.
That leaves me feeling
Somewhat pissed.
I'll never know
What I have missed.
.
But I have other
Memory persistence
Of things no longer
In existence.
.
Younger folk
Have never known
The satisfying whirr
Of a rotary phone.

.

And world-wide trade
Has now made moot
The excited anticipation
Of seasonal fruit.

.

Not to mention
Sea-level destinations
Unavailable
To future generations.
.

So I may rue
Her disappearmanship
But in the grand scheme of things
LizaZ isn't even a blip.

Roses are red

They lived their lives in selfish light,
While I was left to brave the night.
Within the madness and the pain,
I watched my childhood illusions wane.
I learned too young, through bitter tears,
The truth behind the fairy tales,
How castles crumble, armor fails,
And no white knight would just appear
To rescue me from what was here.

So I became my own defense,
And built a life that made some sense.
I fought the storms, I bear the scars,
And walked alone beneath the stars.
With every sacrifice I made,
I grew a strength that cannot fade—
A self-made woman, standing tall,
The one who made it through it all.

Yet deep inside the fortress wall,
The little girl remains quite small.
With longing for a love she never knew,
She dreams of what she missed and wanted too.
It wasn't found in storybooks or youth,
But still she waits with quiet, hopeful truth,
That past the hurt of all the lonely years,
Where survival washed away her tears,
A real and gentle love will rise,
To finally see the real me in his eyes.

And someday soon, the shield can fall,
Because she survived it, after all.

Roses are red
Fuck ChatGPT.
When I post on here
It's 100% me.

Roses are Red

You need to be fast

When welcoming here

Some do not tend to last

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I blame Zoey

For her quick retreat

Have you noticed

She has stinky feet

Quote by dlcalguy

Roses are red
LizaZ
Posted something
I didn't see.

Roses are red

We'll never know

What transpired

In this quick flow

--

Here, then gone

We've no idea

Sometimes Lush

Is no panacea

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Quote by heidi

She has stinky feet

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Roses are red

Now I understand

There are those

To whom feet are grand

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Some of us know

A lady, such

Though not named here

She might be in touch

--

Lest there's question

Zoey, 'tis not

(That's my understanding

if put on the spot)

--

Of "The Butt Plug Mafia"

Now, also I've heard

Interesting imagery

There inferred!

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Roses are Red, 🌹
The meaning is clear,
Though "Who Must Not Be Named" isn't said,
The clues linger near.

Unclaimed no one’s named,
A whippersnapper not caught,
The imagery speaks,
Says more than thought.

Quote by loveZoey2

The imagery speaks,
Says more than thought.

Roses are red

Sometimes words flow

Casting images sensuous

Sending thrills below

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Other times, well

The wall is brick

Like trying to paint

With a broken stick

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