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| Topic: Leigh's "Steamy" Poetry Thread..Don't be shy, I'll go first! | |
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Ewwie, I like the new smiley picure you are using. Who is it? 
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Ewwie, I like the new smiley picure you are using. Who is it?
First smiley face I have seen on you since we met. VERY nice :-) You don't have gas, go you? 
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"Spontaneous Combustion" Static electricity… Sparks fly instantly… Eyes meet Can't speak Chest heaves Breath leaves Wires exposed… Heat transposed... Hands roam Soft moan Mind zones Loud groan Power lines… Carry signs… Lips meet Tongues reach Lovers need Tastes sweet Lightening strikes… We unite… Hands caress No duress Bodies press Hot distress Our burning consumption… Like "Spontaneous Combustion"… 
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"Spontaneous Combustion" Static electricity… Sparks fly instantly… Eyes meet Can't speak Chest heaves Breath leaves Wires exposed… Heat transposed... Hands roam Soft moan Mind zones Loud groan Power lines… Carry signs… Lips meet Tongues reach Lovers need Tastes sweet Lightening strikes… We unite… Hands caress No duress Bodies press Hot distress Our burning consumption… Like "Spontaneous Combustion"…
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Edited by
Leigh2154
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Fri 02/10/12 08:35 AM
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"Grand Entrance"
You entered with a tenderness New…Until you, unknown… Touching every secret place Frozen, I let your fingers roam… Your tongue on my breast Made me want to scream… But I could only rise up, meet you Grand entrance, dawning of my dream!… |
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"Grand Entrance" You entered with a tenderness New…Until you, unknown… Touching every secret place Frozen, I let your fingers roam… Your tongue on my breast Made me want to scream… But I could only rise up, meet you Grand entrance, dawning of my dream!… Scented flowers upon your skin, feeling my one day shadowed chin. Corse to feel, lusting moans. atop your thrown, feeling alive,,,reborn. 
Beautiful moment of rapid breathings,,,,,,  
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"Grand Entrance" You entered with a tenderness New…Until you, unknown… Touching every secret place Frozen, I let your fingers roam… Your tongue on my breast Made me want to scream… But I could only rise up, meet you Grand entrance, dawning of my dream!… Scented flowers upon your skin, feeling my one day shadowed chin. Corse to feel, lusting moans. atop your thrown, feeling alive,,,reborn.
Beautiful moment of rapid breathings,,,,,,
Huba, huba, huba!!,,,,,,Steamy Terry....
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Pushed me down, upon the bed.
Unbutton my shirt, hands so warn. unzip my fly, up pops my head. Telling me you want it, As you slip out of your dress. Saying take me, now, yes,,yes.. Surrounding me with everything inside. That once so long ago, rainey cold day. When you wanted nothing more, than a long ride. I miss so much, the WE, we brought to life that..Day.. Really GOOD maids,,are hard to find.. 
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His eyes lock with mine
There's no more sense of space or time. I breathe in his warm breath All I can hear is the pounding in my chest. His lips touch mine so soft and slow His tongue so warm, I cannot help but moan. The earth stands still and all else fades away As we fall into each other..... To be finished another day. 
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His eyes lock with mine There's no more sense of space or time. I breathe in his warm breath All I can hear is the pounding in my chest. His lips touch mine so soft and slow His tongue so warm, I cannot help but moan. The earth stands still and all else fades away As we fall into each other..... To be finished another day.
laying there beside you, in your sleepful rest. My arm around you, hearing your gentle release of air. Thanking God for this life, we have to share..
HOT, HOT, HOT Ruth,,,, 
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His eyes lock with mine There's no more sense of space or time. I breathe in his warm breath All I can hear is the pounding in my chest. His lips touch mine so soft and slow His tongue so warm, I cannot help but moan. The earth stands still and all else fades away As we fall into each other..... To be finished another day.
laying there beside you, in your sleepful rest. My arm around you, hearing your gentle release of air. Thanking God for this life, we have to share..
HOT, HOT, HOT Ruth,,,,
Not as hot as yours, but exposing myself through poetry is very new for me. I'm still not quite comfortable with it.
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His eyes lock with mine There's no more sense of space or time. I breathe in his warm breath All I can hear is the pounding in my chest. His lips touch mine so soft and slow His tongue so warm, I cannot help but moan. The earth stands still and all else fades away As we fall into each other..... To be finished another day.
Steam machine!!!...Love it Ruth!
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Pushed me down, upon the bed. Unbutton my shirt, hands so warn. unzip my fly, up pops my head. Telling me you want it, As you slip out of your dress. Saying take me, now, yes,,yes.. Surrounding me with everything inside. That once so long ago, rainey cold day. When you wanted nothing more, than a long ride. I miss so much, the WE, we brought to life that..Day.. Really GOOD maids,,are hard to find..
It must be a 100 degrees in here now Terry...Very hot....
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His eyes lock with mine There's no more sense of space or time. I breathe in his warm breath All I can hear is the pounding in my chest. His lips touch mine so soft and slow His tongue so warm, I cannot help but moan. The earth stands still and all else fades away As we fall into each other..... To be finished another day.
laying there beside you, in your sleepful rest. My arm around you, hearing your gentle release of air. Thanking God for this life, we have to share..
HOT, HOT, HOT Ruth,,,,
Not as hot as yours, but exposing myself through poetry is very new for me. I'm still not quite comfortable with it.
YOU write GREAT Ruth,,and its filled with much fire and blood flowing,,,,lol
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"The Feeling"
By Kamron Wolf The rosen crimson of her lips, Tantalizing even the very thoughts, I dream couldn't cause for how exquisite she could taste, Her pristine blues looking into mine, Peering back of her porcelain white skin, Beauty makes of her flesh, like that of silk, Tracing my finger tips along it to feel and excite, Enjoying the tantamount feeling she's expecting, Truly a cause to rejoice in her intoxication, The softness of her touch, down to the very innocent coos she give, Her raven black follicles I run my fingers through, Her body held tightly against mine, Oh the feeling it's truly divine, From the parting of her lips That pink tongue darting out, Like a serpent searching for the nook, Looking for it's mate, In an erotic display Of wetness and lust, Meeting to dance the dance, that even the snake tongue doth, She shudders under the passion, Her heart begins to melt, And I on top of her, Every fiber of my body, The sounds of the hammer, crashing down on the anvil, She cries out my name, Purest of exquisite dances The satin sheets coil, Her fingers looking for my skin, As her voice speak inexplicable words, nonsensical at last. The last thing I hear Just before the rush Just before the very dawning, The crest of my second head, Brings forth the very essence, and crashes into the waves She has already produced. A the pleasurable silence, of hear hearts beating in unison, Racing against the perspiration we have about us, The room humid now, And I, I rest with my head against her chest, Just listening to her, As she begins to hum and sing, Singing me right to sleep With her in my arms. |
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His eyes lock with mine There's no more sense of space or time. I breathe in his warm breath All I can hear is the pounding in my chest. His lips touch mine so soft and slow His tongue so warm, I cannot help but moan. The earth stands still and all else fades away As we fall into each other..... To be finished another day.
laying there beside you, in your sleepful rest. My arm around you, hearing your gentle release of air. Thanking God for this life, we have to share..
HOT, HOT, HOT Ruth,,,,
Not as hot as yours, but exposing myself through poetry is very new for me. I'm still not quite comfortable with it.
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Edited by
manOfewwords
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Sun 02/12/12 03:07 AM
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"The Feeling" By Kamron Wolf The rosen crimson of her lips, Tantalizing even the very thoughts, I dream couldn't cause for how exquisite she could taste, Her pristine blues looking into mine, Peering back of her porcelain white skin, Beauty makes of her flesh, like that of silk, Tracing my finger tips along it to feel and excite, Enjoying the tantamount feeling she's expecting, Truly a cause to rejoice in her intoxication, The softness of her touch, down to the very innocent coos she give, Her raven black follicles I run my fingers through, Her body held tightly against mine, Oh the feeling it's truly divine, From the parting of her lips That pink tongue darting out, Like a serpent searching for the nook, Looking for it's mate, In an erotic display Of wetness and lust, Meeting to dance the dance, that even the snake tongue doth, She shudders under the passion, Her heart begins to melt, And I on top of her, Every fiber of my body, The sounds of the hammer, crashing down on the anvil, She cries out my name, Purest of exquisite dances The satin sheets coil, Her fingers looking for my skin, As her voice speak inexplicable words, nonsensical at last. The last thing I hear Just before the rush Just before the very dawning, The crest of my second head, Brings forth the very essence, and crashes into the waves She has already produced. A the pleasurable silence, of hear hearts beating in unison, Racing against the perspiration we have about us, The room humid now, And I, I rest with my head against her chest, Just listening to her, As she begins to hum and sing, Singing me right to sleep With her in my arms. Very nice write Ocean...very erotic with a sweet ending!! Thanks for sharing darlin!!  Looking forward to more
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"The Feeling" By Kamron Wolf The rosen crimson of her lips, Tantalizing even the very thoughts, I dream couldn't cause for how exquisite she could taste, Her pristine blues looking into mine, Peering back of her porcelain white skin, Beauty makes of her flesh, like that of silk, Tracing my finger tips along it to feel and excite, Enjoying the tantamount feeling she's expecting, Truly a cause to rejoice in her intoxication, The softness of her touch, down to the very innocent coos she give, Her raven black follicles I run my fingers through, Her body held tightly against mine, Oh the feeling it's truly divine, From the parting of her lips That pink tongue darting out, Like a serpent searching for the nook, Looking for it's mate, In an erotic display Of wetness and lust, Meeting to dance the dance, that even the snake tongue doth, She shudders under the passion, Her heart begins to melt, And I on top of her, Every fiber of my body, The sounds of the hammer, crashing down on the anvil, She cries out my name, Purest of exquisite dances The satin sheets coil, Her fingers looking for my skin, As her voice speak inexplicable words, nonsensical at last. The last thing I hear Just before the rush Just before the very dawning, The crest of my second head, Brings forth the very essence, and crashes into the waves She has already produced. A the pleasurable silence, of hear hearts beating in unison, Racing against the perspiration we have about us, The room humid now, And I, I rest with my head against her chest, Just listening to her, As she begins to hum and sing, Singing me right to sleep With her in my arms. Very nice write Ocean...very erotic with a sweet ending!! Thanks for sharing darlin!! Looking forward to more
Thank you ^-^. |
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hush,hush
you cry to mush please phone drunk dial home I feel moist oh I spilled my tea naughty, naughty me |
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