Words are not always needed, when hearts connect

Once or twice a week, and usually for two or three days, The rest of the week I nuke precooked meals or get myself a pizza or döner.

How many times a day do you doubt yourself?

Sex

Shop

"Dyson sucks" sounds unfriendly, but it's true.

Roses are red

There's so much we share

There's fun and there's love

There are moments of care

But somehow, inevitably

We always will stray

To places of lust

where we frolic and play

Where tongues and soft lips meet

Where we lick, bite and suck

And where cock meets with pussy

For a wonderful fuck

In the ocean.

Pacific or Atlantic?

Lately, too often to keep count

How many times a day do you pray?

Roses are red

Known you for a while

Innocent and chaste?

Now that made me smile 😉

Yes, that has happened a few times.

Have you ever been so amused by a book or story that you had to laugh out loud more than once while reading?

Beach, but only when there's shadow. Without it I burn to a crisp.

In the water or on the water?

Roses are red

Was tired last night

No long conversations

'cause sleep won the fight

Still with those few short minutes

You made everything right

For I knew that your heart

Would hold mine through the night

Yesterday was great

And I loved ev'ry minute

But I did miss you

Over

Done

Constant boasting, talking bad about other people and being unkind.

How would you change the world, if you had the power to?

On a dark night, returning through the countryside from a Republican convention, a bus full of politicians, left the road, overturned twice and crashed into a farm.

The farmer woke up scared and went to see what happened. When faced with the aftermath of the crash, he quickly started digging a hole and buried the bodies.

A few days later, an investigator knocked on his door and asked several questions about the accident.

"And where are the politicians?"

"I buried them in that grave over there."
"But, were they all dead?"
"Well… some said they weren't… but you know how politicians lie!"

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Thank you, all, for your efforts - especially to patokl, who was careful to read the fine print of my original post: "second person singular simple past tense". I asked the same question on the forum of Another Erotica Site Which Shall Remain Nameless, and the nerds there were, typically, more argumentative but more exacting. It seems to be a toss up (that's toss up, not toss off) between "thou rendedst" and "thou rentst" - and no one seems to be able to settle that one for me, so I'll just go with what scans best!

Edit: I had another look at it and it seems that in most cases the old form of second person singular simple past tense is pretty much the modern form with the suffix -st, so:
You loved > Thou lovedst
You did > Thou didst

The simple past of "to rend" today can be both "rent" and "rended", but the latter could very well be a modern conjugation, while the the former would be the original one. Therefore both "Thou rendedst" and "Thou rentst" could be correct, but "rentst" might be the actual one that was used in those days.

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Thou "hath rent" or "doth rendeth/ rendest"
According to the medieval geeks I call my friends, "doth" is basically "does," but may also be past tense if the verb that follows is past tense.

"Doth" is indeed "does", that's not second person though, but third.

You do, he/she does

Thou dost, he/she doth

Preterit

Thou didst, he/she did

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Don't we ALL "technically" pay for sex.....

Isn't that a depressing thought? I believe in a good relationship, partners are sharing rather than exchanging. So no, I never paid for sex, I shared it as my partners shared it with me and even if I were to have sex without strings, it would still be because we both want it, not because of some reward system.

Home

Alone

Filled

Baskets

Period

Baboon

Slays > Sails

Grasp > Prays

Lamest > Master

Your head lies on my chest

Your thigh crossed over my leg

Warm, soft, close to me

A heron trying to swallow a carp bigger that itself. It utterly failed and in the end, the fish had a lucky escape. I thought it was a miracle the the heron got the fish out of the water to beging with, it must have weighed almost twice as much as the bird itself.

What's your favourite enclosure in the zoo?

Sated, we look into each other's eyes.... and kiss

Wounded

Knee

Eyes, sparkling with love, looked up to me as I kissed her deeply.