I would have talked in tongues for drop after sweet drop to bloom and flower on my tongue, tracing tendrils and vines down my throat, int…
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I love the soft blue sheets / Of your imagination / It sends me / Like the ping / Of a dried garbanzo bean / Hitting a highly polished floor / ...
Poem created from nine words given by Mychaelalchemy. / Perpendicular, sheets, blue, syllables, garbanzo, washcloth, wet, spot, sidewalk. / Cheers Mychael!!
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Exactly the way I want to feel / Like the trunk of a Live Oak
How it feels to explore her soul… to discover her secret!
We are all just grains of sand in the ocean / We get caught in the white wash and tumble in motion
I wrote this poem when I was a teenager going on holidays to the beach in Port Fairy, Victoria.
Heart and a pen must be set, / To catch thoughts on paper’s net. / Who knows whose needs be met?
Title describes it all
Away up high, apple of the sacred eye / Beat the true one, then away did fly / Over hill, over dale, down to bracken / So to battle with low…
Another wee poem inspired by the work of linaji
Constructive criticism welcomed; but, do remember, it is only a wee part of the whole.
Rough draft story bit related to Ordine, still. Yes, I do realize what it sounds like. It’s supposed to. Release your preconceptions, misconceptions, and just take the journey. The facts are there, if you can open your mind.
Ooh! That caught your attention, did it? Looking for something mysterious and spine tingling. Well, look no further, because, you, my…
I’ve been reading Nero Wolfe, by Rex Stout, and the word murder is actually in the title of one of the other art sites I’m on. It was bound to happen.
How wet can it get…and…
A story of an late afternoon, doing the animal chores and the adventure there within
...the color was slightly unusual for a hot rod, and at first, I was not even going to edit the photo…
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He trailed his lips down her creamy throat into her naked breasts, kissing and licking her heated skin as if he wanted to eat her.
This is an eroticish scene extract that I wrote intending to put in a novel or some kind… but I’m not sure what type of novel it fits in…
This drug you call love…. / This longing you call desire… / I feel your passion filling my veins. / Pumping lust through my sweat.
I think it’s pretty / self explainatory. / Sex / Love / Lust / Desire.
but as i fall asleep / it gets farther and farther / until i am staring at my reality
Lost love? The build up of the wet season and build up of tension in a relationship can go hand in hand. Read on to find out if love suvi…
And it moves like a leaf in a stream circling lazily but always moving forwards, flowing to a point. This point.
All these moments..building into one… that first time… the first touch… the first kiss…the first…
Streaks of cold / Race through my face
I don’t know why I wrote this. I just felt like it. I had nothing better to do laying there.
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