Community > Posts By > ChubbyCherubPoet
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Nightmare
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Whoa..most intense!!!
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Your Love Query
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Beautifully brilliant as always my dear one
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DID JSH change?
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Life is full of changes..thats why its called life
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Ten Thousand Fists/Disturbed
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My Lovers Prayer/Otis Redding
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Shamanic Death
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<---see that..its my heart..where you always are...taught me much, laughed with me, cried with me, kept me strong..my sister
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oooooooooooooooooooooooooooom bite me
Congrats bro & Val Hey Pat Just popping in to check on yall......all is well in my world lubs ya bro |
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Projections....
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Kat... such a gentle soul ,pure love and spirit emanates from her and surrounds me.Understanding and accepting to those she cares so deeply for.
She shares much of her spirit with us all here, calms me with her very presence.She walks with grace and dignity in every thing she does. (((((Kat)))))) I do so love you my dear one |
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Embracing a new journey a new avenue in lifes path..
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First Man
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Look up into the night sky
And tell me what you see Do you see the stars and moons They have been there for thousands of years Before we even became first man You ask me who we are We are the red earth, the star dust, the moon light The tears of a thousand angels,the brilliant rays of sun We are the voices of the morning birds, the sounds of the winds Sculpted and formed from the muds and reeds of the great seas Think not that we are insignificant, we are made up of all parts of this vast universe Each tiny small piece is inside of us So when you look up into the night sky Say hello to another brother or sister who is yet to be born We are first man |
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Pages Flipping
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Pages turning so quickly now
As if the wind is blowing across my book Time speeds up and slows down A whirlwind effect upon my eyes and mind Everything is a blur Words running into one another And it becomes one long word which I cannot make sense of Wanting to stop and slow it down so that I may savor it all But time ever elusive marches on and on And the pages flip so quickly I cannot read Unable to close the book because closing it means the end And the end is so very far away.... |
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Nite Nite (((((Gypsy))))
Nite Nite ((((((Purple))))) |
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I ate my cookies, drank my eggnog and now I am going to fall into that deep sugar coma sleep as soon as I move a cat or two from my side of the bed
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Dear Diary..since Gypsy just got home I will refrain from throwing the beloved pine needles at her
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hmm well I may post in the bar thread(Thumpers) every now and then and I was a staple in Z's pub..but that doesn't mean I drink..I don't in fact drink, I'm clean and sober ..
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Dear Diary..I just read this part of you completely backwards, starting from page 14 to page 1..and I have no idea why I even did that
any way a hug ((((((Purple))))) and a hello and another hug((((((((Gypsy))))))) and hello when she gets home Nite Nite S1ow I'm going to bed too... or maybe I'll go read something else backwards who knows....ooo wait theres cookies and eggnog in the kitchen |
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“Talking the Night Away”
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Ahh nothing more beautiful than a friendship beginning
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Who is the Posting Champion?
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Hmmmmmmm
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Satan says
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And they all succumb to Desire
As she sets their mortal souls afire Taking what she needs, what she wants Taunting and teasing until she is pleased They fall to their knees begging and pleading As she walks away, her hips slowly sway Laughing throatily all the way As even the elven ones drop petals at her feet Begging and pleading for even a glance of her fiery eyes And Desire becomes Death as she eats their souls through their sex |
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love is....
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Slipping quietly between the barn doors
Just to watch him, if only for a moment Watch him as he works, his arms so strong His back rippling with motion So intent on his work, not noticing me My breath catches in my throat as I watch him I turn to go, not wanting to disturb him Slipping out as quietly as I came in Only to feel his arms wrap around my waist Pulling me close to him, and he whispers softly I always know when you are near for my heart sings an old song known only by yours And my breath catches because I know you watch with love and the need to simply just see me Turning me now to face him , he kisses me softly and whispers again When you think I am sleeping, I lay there, watching you as you write, and I watch you with love and the need to simply see you Your heart singing that old song to mine when it too knows I am near |
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