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Posted on Oct 08, 2006 at 09:44 PM

In the deep dark recesses of your mind-- where few are dauntless enough to wander, what titillating simulacrum is it that you find, that makes you incessently inflamed and ponder?

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Posted on Nov 09, 2006 at 11:45 AM

I am amazed at all the sexual poems here LOL Kissy

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Posted on Oct 29, 2006 at 02:25 PM

Sparkling eyes and trembling skin,stirred up feelings from within. Oh his chance to be with her,by the fireside on a rug of fur. Cunning and thoughtful he decided instead, to lay her gently on his bed. A tender touch, he carressed her hair,a sign to show that he did care. Lowering the lights to semi-dark, he prepared to tend her spark. He gave her a kiss, and a tender bite,a soft moan said it's alright. A gentle sigh and flushing skin,tells him it's okay to begin. The fire spread from flesh to limb,oh the feelings from within. Their passion almost at it's crest,neither any longer stressed. Wanda hit her head against the bed, and on the spread she bled and bled. He knew she was a bit of a klutz,but this sight brought up his guts. He thought,this is really grim, never again-commune on a whim! Do a good deed this Halloween. Donate blood!

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Posted on Oct 22, 2006 at 09:35 PM

By her will He gave a thrill And toss'd her in the sheets With one leg bent He spilled and spent "At last we finally meet" She is placid And he is flacid That sex is hard to beat For she's asleep And he's a sneak At the door, a quick retreat So she's alone And he's at home Or somewhere on the street But she can smile For a little while Lusts gained at love's defeat (Lazy, I loved that last line you wrote. TY sweetheart ;) )


In your rocking-chair, by your window dreaming, shall you long, alone. In your rocking-chair, by your window, shall you dream such happiness as you may never feel. –Theodore Dreiser
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Posted on Oct 22, 2006 at 01:56 PM

Down in the dumps sometimes we may be, At times I've been there- between you and me. When things just don't work the way I plan, Oh Bigheart,you're not alone, dear man. Is life really just one big trial and test? I've wondered as I've laid my head to rest. You're post seems dark and full of pain. I'm sorry, it sounds like your hearts been slain. I've been there when all I wanted to do was die, and sat for days and did nothing but cry. For I was totally overtaken with grief, but absolutely nothing I did provided relief. I cried out in anguish and in severe pain, God assured me, that surely, He does reign. All it took was a second of pure white light A brief glimpse,so very awesomely bright. A really well kept secret I'll share my friend, Our hearts,incredibly, they truly can mend. Fibers of love,given from even those we don't know, Go a tremendous long way to help it regrow. So if you are mending the holes-in a broken heart Here's some fibers from me-it's just a start. I'm sure others here,though often we jest, To this fact too, they will sincerely attest. I'm here if you need a friend. ~Wanda~

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Posted on Oct 20, 2006 at 01:12 AM

Amuseme thinks the future she knows... Into her magic pot goes fingers and toes... Over here she came trying to stir up trouble And is attempting to burst my delicate bubble. A beautiful bride she said I'll not be.. Greatly delusional she implies-is me. How dare she say that I'll not wed! (Has she been carousing in his bed?) laughing..glad to see you joining in on the fun Jo...

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Posted on Oct 19, 2006 at 11:27 AM

The boy stood on the burning deck His feet were full of blisters... He tore his pants on a rusty nail so now he wears his sisters. With thanx and a tip o' the hat to Hanna & Barbera and ole Huckleberry Hound :>)

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Posted on Oct 19, 2006 at 10:00 AM

Wanda darling, please don't forget The most important of your serendipitous set. No strings attached - No bride will you be! Just a soft heart afloat his undomesticated sea. (pfffft) ;-) Youse guys are fun! ~J


In your rocking-chair, by your window dreaming, shall you long, alone. In your rocking-chair, by your window, shall you dream such happiness as you may never feel. –Theodore Dreiser
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Posted on Oct 11, 2006 at 04:06 AM

Oh Lazy, you drive me crazy! What you say my dear- Are you really sincere? Your brief message here, Is not that clear. Are you asking me to be your loving Bride? And to stand by your unworthy side? And brave your waters At high tide? Or for an intricate dance- in moonlight on a colorless canvas of pure white A man and a woman-- tangoing all night? Painting a canvas of colorful delight?

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