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http://www.youtube.com/embed/zacA8oqM6qQ this song is absolutely a breath of fresh air, especially if you have someone for it to remind you of. :)
I believe the biologically programmed ideal waist to hip ratio of a female body is 0.7? (that is, the waist is 0.7 times the width of the hips) feel free to correct me anyone. The bottom line is, in that respect body type does matter, because we are biologically programmed that way. That being said, they could be any size and still maintain that ratio, and therefore still be attractive. Also, everyone has their own little quirks or fetishes that they may find attractive, meaning that "body type" is by no means the be-all-end-all of beauty. I'm sure there are similar ratios and such for the male body, I'm just not sure what they are.
guess no one will mind one more guy getting in on the newbiefest? :P I've been reading the stories here for a while, but only now got around to making an account, (and also only somewhat recently became of age to >.>) but yes, I may post the occasional poem on here, but for the most part it will probably be limited to reading and discussing for me...alterior motives are to maybe learn a thing or two to try with my very sexually charged girlfriend...XD look forward to meeting you all!
don't have any pictures yet, but I'm being a fallen angel. Black Muscle shirt and either leather pants or black jeans, and some tattered wings I bought...sadly it was too short notice of a plan to get black contact lenses, but I might do a better version of this costume next year...
Time to shake the dust off… Dance with me baby, dance To shake the dust from your skin Let it move, and bend again Move your head, side to side, So the world is blurred And the dust will shake from your hair, Let it flow, let it fly Breathe with me darling, breathe To blow the dust from your lungs Breathe the dust from the furnace, To breathe fire again, like the dragons, Like...
Added 05 Dec 2011 | Category Love Poems
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Every finger brushing skin Like the soft glide of paint on canvas Every sigh or moan, a melody, To which we will dance, And I will find my muse along your curve In your eyes I read a poem, No… An epic to rival Odysseus and Romeo who died for Juliet The blue of an ocean far more vast Much brighter light through yonder window to your heart That will guide me through it well Alike to the rest...
Added 04 Dec 2011 | Category Love Poems
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The red flows along the floor Crawls away to leave in peace The broken glass that fell with it Sits cold against the floor Alongside the lovers flesh The two bodies lay still More alive than they had ever been The grapes of love forgotten In the heat of...
Added 03 Dec 2011 | Category Love Poems
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