something i heard in Wonderland...
Kiss me, kiss me, two little fishies, startle my mind to the tuna boat.
If I follow you may swallow all the sweet juices in which I float.
Tender ripens mean little vipers worm their way into my heart.
And if I wishes, those little fishes will cry until the tide rolls by.
Kiss me, Odin, spread me open, taste me with your golden tongue.
If I swallow what will follow like juices from the lifeless sun.
Tender hearted tingly started in my breasts and then it spreads.
And my lover mimics my mother and spreads me wide and sucks me dry.
Kiss me, lady, spread me open, taste of me and I'll taste of you.
Let me swallow, I'm so hollow, give me something to fill me too.
Tender and broken, words not spoken, hold me tightly in your arms.
And my lover, filled with summer, spread me wide and let me cry.
Kiss me, kiss me, Tell me you've missed me, take my head upon your womb.
Let me linger, oh how I hunger, give me love and heal my wounds.
Tiny and fragile, I need your magic, hold me tightly to your breast.
And my dream-queen, promise me one thing, lift me gently to the sky.
Kiss me, kill me, kill me, kiss me, let the rain wash away the lime.
Let me lie here, please let me die here, let me taste your lips one last time.
Silent, unmoving, death can be soothing, lets you forget all the pain inside.
Kiss me my lamb chop, then let my head drop, kiss me and kill me with one last lie.
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.
Is that one you wrote? I like it.
Wow honey that was lovely I like it
“I'm not one of those complicated, mixed-up cats. I'm not looking for the secret to life.... I just go on from day to day, taking what comes.”~Frank Sinatra~
To Madam Lady Sprite...
Bloody Hell!
(That's Literature that is......)
I liked it very, very much....
Now answer me honestly....
WHY THE HELL ARE YOU POSTING SUCH BEAUTY TO A BUNCH OF WANKERS LIKE US???!!!
LOL!!!!
xx S
Okay if we're writing stuff we think is kinda good I'll give you this.... When my last GF moved out I was clearing up stuff she left and I found a photo of a rather good-looking boy among her stuff. It was signed "To Amanda from James" and the date indicated she had received it while we were still together.... And I thought about that for a while and I wrote this...
It's called:
Picture Of James
I saw a picture,
I found a photograph,
That you left for me to find,
When you left me,
Heartbroken,
Behind...
I wondered who he was,
If he was "The Because",
You mentioned when you said,
You had come to the end of the line...
Wondered if he smiles the way I smile,
Wondered if you shine bright in his eyes,
Wondered what you are doing...
And who are you shining for now?
'Cos now I see other girls,
And we move in different worlds,
We are three thousand miles apart,
But the closest we have ever been...
Do you still think of me?
Even occasionally....
Or has your heart now been captured,
Like pictures entrapped in a frame?
I wonder if he smiles the way I smiled?
xx Steph
I wish I had your pen Sprite. The words that transfer from your thoughts to your pen, are beautiful.
beautifully written and read : ) truly, the words flowed from my lips like sex lol -you are a poet and oh so sweet -thanks
Torture the data long enough and they will confess to anything.
Sprite, just to say that was really quite touching to read...such well described force of the emotioanal rip and sense of mental conectedness all at once. whilst not seeming to be so contrived.
Sorry I dont have someting to contribute tonight. Another time perhaps.
S.
Squirt is in the eye of the beholder
And I REALLY like "kiss me"! Very VERY cool!!
