National Poetry Day

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Let's set the world on fire with delightful words...

Tied down and held beneath you.
I dreamt of your breath on my skin.
Your warmth and desire.
Moving slowly outside me.
Reaching in.

Let's here your poems or your favourites. Xxx
 
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She gasps sharply with each one that's dealt
Excited and aroused by what's going on
Blow by blow each one making her melt
She's getting too close and won't be long

Hold it back I say, stop yourself from going
She's fighting me and accepting the urge
Aching writhing twitching and moving..
But she's too close and her orgasm's surge

Sweat's pouring down me and her body is aching
She's responding to the blows I am meting
I'm trying to be calm but my voice is shaking
As I climax myself after such a good beating.

Just a little thing I knocked together.. :)
 
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She gasps sharply with each one that's dealt
Excited and aroused by what's going on
Blow by blow each one making her melt
She's getting too close and won't be long

Hold it back I say, stop yourself from going
She's fighting me and accepting the urge
Aching writhing twitching and moving..
But she's too close and her orgasm's surge

Sweat's pouring down me and her body is aching
She's responding to the blows I am meting
I'm trying to be calm but my voice is shaking
As I climax myself after such a good beating.

Just a little thing I knocked together.. :)
Darling :cool_off:
 
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Lips are like roses
Soft as two petals
Blow me a kiss
Soften my metal.
 
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She gasps sharply with each one that's dealt
Excited and aroused by what's going on
Blow by blow each one making her melt
She's getting too close and won't be long

Hold it back I say, stop yourself from going
She's fighting me and accepting the urge
Aching writhing twitching and moving..
But she's too close and her orgasm's surge

Sweat's pouring down me and her body is aching
She's responding to the blows I am meting
I'm trying to be calm but my voice is shaking
As I climax myself after such a good beating.

Just a little thing I knocked together.. :)

That it a poem to melt the heart and stir the embers of the soul. Xxx
 

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That it a poem to melt the heart and stir the embers of the soul. Xxx
Thank you Mr O :) Appreciate that..
I have stacks of poetry here which I've written over the years. by no means an expert, but I do enjoy it. As you can see I am more the verse poem writer than anything else, although I have written bigger pieces.
One which I often used to dig out, was a lengthy one I wrote and even had it published on a mental health site - called Black Dog and it was all about that very subject. :)
Yours is obviously written regarding what you are feeling now and kudos to you. (y)
 
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What is poetry?

The heat in the space between two strangers glances.
It is the sadness of doomed romances.
The excitement of getting second chances.
The thrills that danger inspires and enhances.
 
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Thank you Mr O :) Appreciate that..
I have stacks of poetry here which I've written over the years. by no means an expert, but I do enjoy it. As you can see I am more the verse poem writer than anything else, although I have written bigger pieces.
One which I often used to dig out, was a lengthy one I wrote and even had it published on a mental health site - called Black Dog and it was all about that very subject. :)
Yours is obviously written regarding what you are feeling now and kudos to you. (y)

Words can roll like pebbles,
Or hiss like windswept sand.
They can roar like open ocean,
And be soft as lovers hands.

A word can paint a picture,
Of a thousand different words.
Just a word can move a mountain,
Less unspoken or unheard.

I wrote that last night about being able to express yourself and find words.
 

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Words can roll like pebbles,
Or hiss like windswept sand.
They can roar like open ocean,
And be soft as lovers hands.

A word can paint a picture,
Of a thousand different words.
Just a word can move a mountain,
Less unspoken or unheard.

I wrote that last night about being able to express yourself and find words.
Very good... I like that.
When I have a bit more time and free thought, I will try and write something a bit better too for you. more romantic side of things.. :)
 
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