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Sat 07/26/08 06:50 AM
thanks for reading teagle, teddy, angel, wenchy, flame, and dopey flowerforyou flowerforyou flowerforyou flowerforyou flowerforyou flowerforyou and for teagle drinks :P

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Sat 07/26/08 06:49 AM

loved the last 4 lines-great poem of observation:smile: flowers


thank you pkd you are too kind flowerforyou flowers

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Sat 07/26/08 06:48 AM

:wink: Then there is the second outsider who pours that nectar into my hot cup of coffee and say,,DAMM them bee's work hard...wink.loldrinker smokin

Nice poem man.drinker


lol I wasn't prepared to write an epic those didn't menion the "other" outsider :P thanks bro drinks

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Sat 07/26/08 06:47 AM

V:smile: flowerforyou ery awesome-here's s to the intensity of love. You have some beautiful lines written here.


thank you ladies(pkdflowerforyou , flameflowerforyou , rushflowerforyou) glad you liked

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Sat 07/26/08 05:41 AM
The swarm of honeybees hover
and gather ‘green’ pollen
religiously.
Social searchers bound
and wound to the comb
of callous compartments
made from wayward wax~

that holds honey
of a different flavor
then their own.

Their confined castes headed
by the prestigious queens
that give bastille birth
of intolerance.

The sterile worker bees buss
the Queen’s bounty
as its unconscious caretaker
unmindful of the totality
of the Colony’s kingdom.

The stingless drones
dip their wicked wicks
in the sacred nectar
that continues life
blind to their actions.

Then there is the outsider,
the beekeeper, me,
that collects the honey of life
while wearing a protective
veiled helmet
of indifference.

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Sat 07/26/08 05:41 AM
oh way too cute! bigsmile

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Sat 07/26/08 02:23 AM
Nocturnal fantasies of the most sensual kind,
play vividly in the dark recesses of my mind.
Our naked bodies writhing and drenched in sweat,
unadorned obsession that recognizes no regret.

Liquid passage into a world still unknown,
shattering this existence into which I have been thrown.
Clandestine pleasures that encompass my soul,
unveiled emotions that surge forward to take control.

Intense sensation that consumes me from within,
slave to the flames smoldering hot beneath my skin.
Need fills every fiber of my being to the core,
my thoughts turn to things they never considered before.

A moment of clarity is reached in the fog of bliss,
love reawakened in the breath of a kiss.
Life renewed in the space of a beating heart,
my mind becomes certain as the past is torn apart.

I fought against what I thought could never be.
I fought against the love growing inside of me.
I noticed it when I first stared into your eyes,
there was something I wanted but did not realize.

You retain an innocence the world has not yet destroyed,
I allowed you into my heart and you have filled the void.
I tell you now, I want you, I love you, I need you
and all I ask is to let your instincts lead you.

It is you and only you that I forever belong with,
never shall I create even the smallest tiff.
You know how I feel because I have made it quite clear,
whatever the future holds, I will be waiting here.

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Sat 07/26/08 01:23 AM
as wisdom to satin sheets
chasing down an oxymoron~

magician of the heart
sinner to savor
lost
between the lines
of day and night

slayer of thought
to undress the mind
guardian of truth
to keep secrets spilled
teacher of trust
to make vulnerable

luster of lullabies
to satiate sheets
wild child with a body
to light fuse of fire
weaver of wickedness
to inspire desire

like limp hillside
and vicious valley
searching fabricated fantasy
and nestled naiveness~

hurt space
damaged time…

going under
no picture to frame...

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Fri 07/25/08 12:52 PM
flowerforyou LA

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Fri 07/25/08 12:48 PM

an alliteration master you are-great job:smile: flowerforyou


flowerforyou thank you but was I able to communicate what I wished to or was it just words to the reader?

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Fri 07/25/08 12:47 PM

U have indeed named yourself well.

thank you I wasn't sure anyone would understand flowerforyou

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Fri 07/25/08 09:52 AM

sensually lovelyflowerforyou


thank you flowerforyou and you too red happy

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Fri 07/25/08 09:39 AM

when you smile
Your teeth compliment your cheeks
Which in turn light up your eyes
Which in turn gives your face
a truly beautiful contour
of curves to be admired

You sway to the music
I sway to the music
We sway to the same beat
Only we are wearing earmuffs
Not because it's cold
Just because we
are undeniably intune
Simultaneously synched up
to dance our dance
I lead, you follow

Heavy-headed, light-headed
Our sweaty dance cools us
Somehow our foreheads
Don't make eight, just two
Heated spheres of sweat
Liquified bumps, slipping to slide
Down one anothers siamese cheeks
Your face so defined with love
My breathe lost for a few seconds
The rollercoater ride
The first big drop
Throwing care free arms
Up in the air
The, "Weeeeeeeee!"
The chinese food
The, "Bleeyuhaaw!" after
It's all their
All of it
On the pavement



lovely! drinks

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Fri 07/25/08 09:37 AM
the silent heave
of nature’s breath
rustles along a mysterious trek
wondrous in its full morning glory.

the risen horizon’s backdrop
pales in comparison
to the rolling valleys
and curvaceous hillside
of the perfected landscape
witnessed.

the shade cast by the tresses
of leaves draping the treetop.
highlights its smile of light.

the alluring deep pools,
swallow the attention
of a mind lost in the wilderness
sprawled seductively across
heaven’s creation.

the sleek pivot between
the start and middle
glistens the path
southbound,
a tease of what lies ahead.

the melodic roll of the valley
enthralls the senses
and warms the body
with its soft grassy knolls
that point erect towards
the admiring sun.

the rhythmic flow of the
meadow placed magnificent
in the soft center of
utter mind blowing perfection
breathes fire within the soul.

the parallel half circle ridges
connect the forked widening
and thinning rivers
of divinity’s base.

at the apex of the fork
lies the den of the pink flower
nourished
by the internal waterfall
of life created.

with the exception of nature
in its full morning glory,
nothing matches the beauty
of a woman’s body.

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Fri 07/25/08 08:40 AM
beautiful piece of sharing drinks

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Fri 07/25/08 08:27 AM
Masturbating memories-

like a zealous zephyr
howling through the cul-de-sac
of a patchwork playground
made from fruitful fascination-

into a mimed box
of pretentious sanity,
I strut alone among
callous captions embraced.

Black and white face paint
mask my grey robotic reality
wrought in opinionated opposition
[mind mines pressure loaded].

I stuff my bucking bronco
in the airless forest
of cerebral containment
pot-holed with poetic
crayola canyons,
where dreams drain
into cradled creativity
[along with dew kissed lies].

Painfully prancing
along muddied illusions
of inhaled ashen alleys
tied to a future I manifested;

wafting winds of captivated chaos
seize my textile thoughts
knitted in safety
and woven invulnerable.

Natural navigations halted
within the smile
of luscious laughter adrift
on the mirrored mirage
of a wish buried in chaffed chastity.

Waning whirlwinds
of leather lashings (public perception)
tumble like dominos
amidst my fickle foundations
mortared in fear
and plastered pretty;

as fiddling fingers succumb
to hearty habits
of the blemished beauty,
a white raven with a broken wing,


that became my
amethyst apparition.

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Fri 07/25/08 02:05 AM
drinks thank you guy :smile:

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Fri 07/25/08 02:03 AM
I imagine your cheek pressed against my ear
Your warm breath weaving thru my hair
Your hard body pressed against mine
Take me via the telephone line

Sounds on a breath coil, swirl & slide into my head
Convincing hands that tease, they are yours instead
I quiver as I feel our bodies meld and entwine
When you take me via the telephone line

I listen to the sounds of a lover's embrace
The muscles of my body that your tongue trace
Inside your voice prepared me, my hardness the sign
That truly you have taken me via the telephone line

The gentle sea of lust rises and swells
Sacred stories that only sounds of the body tells
Muscle spasms on a wave of ecstasy so divine
Please take me again via the telephone line

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Fri 07/25/08 01:55 AM

Hmmm...I didn't know there was a stealth mode here.


me either! How do you activaate stealth mode? noway

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Fri 07/25/08 01:35 AM
and call me wretch laugh but cabin boy I am not :tongue: nice write bigsmile