I'm a work in progress. Learning new things every day. Trying to stretch my boundaries with help. I've found some of the stories to be very well written and have enjoyed them for the past few years.
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You're Having My Baby by Paul Anka. Pure schlock!
Reciting words without an understanding of their meaning is a mindless activity. Children are capable of understanding far more than most give them credit for. When I was young, we knew what we were saying and it had meaning to us. There was a sense of pride in belonging to something bigger than ourselves and that we were a part of. I see nothing wrong with children reciting the pledge of allegiance. Just teach the meaning along with the words.
Straddling my friend while he sat in the captains chair on the deck of his boat on a well traveled river. Loved the sun on my skin and not knowing when the next boat would come around the bend.
Turning down my significant other for sex? If you have to ask, makes me wonder. If you feel there is something behind it, then it's time to have an open discussion. Otherwise, chalk it up to normal things. Right now I have a terrible cold and not feeling terrible sexy... just feel contagious. Are you always ready? Is there nothing that interferes with your libido?
It all depends on the context.
I still say communication is the key to keep the physical side of a long term relationship fresh. Open, frequent and safe.
I agree the problem is more likely not the lack of interest in sex but the lack of interest in the monotony of their marital sex. Time for some talk. It all starts in the brain. Maybe some sharing of fantasies or a little role playing. Make it fun again.
Poor grammar is an instant turn off. Hopefully wouldn't have to question personal hygiene. Clinginess also makes the list. Makes me want to head for the hills. I'm a bit claustrophobic and we all need a little space.
Margali is a character from one of Marion Zimmer Bradley's novels. She's strong, intelligent and capable. So unlike most female characters in early science fiction and fantasy. I like women character who aren't just fluff.
Where have you been all my life? Keeper of the keys that you are. Doors locked I didn’t know existed. Yet you knew them, found them, Put your key in the lock and flung the door wide open! Illuminating dark and primal places, full of life. Releasing the genie from its illusive prison, Over and over and over again....
Added 10 Nov 2012 | Category Love Poems
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