Dragons lair
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Posted:Feb 20, 2008 7:39 am
Last Updated:Apr 20, 2013 4:55 am
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Stop by for a drink, or leave your link, say hi, glad you stopped by,my version of a guest book
<<<sorry not my tat, but I like this one so much I may get it done!
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Until you return
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Posted:Jan 22, 2012 12:34 am
Last Updated:May 20, 2016 5:11 am
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Lapping surf on the shore, the sound echoes up the bluff and through my bedroom window. Preempting the dawn Nature's alarm clock, my mind is awake within this Lake and curls around thoughts of you.
Do you slumber peacefully in an unknown bed, the steady rhythm of your breathing keeping time with the waves of my pleasure? We drift aimlessly in this motion, together and apart.
Like lakeweed, you wrap around me languidly, a slow motion orchestra caressing my skin,deep, wet kisses I dream of nightly. You swim with me there, idly exploring my shores, searching tidal pools for hidden treasure.
A hint of sun on the horizon; daybreak here, yet dark on your skin, curtains drawn. Hours behind the dawning of this day, on this body. Cacophony of alarms and seagulls, yet still we frolic amid the grainy images of my mind, a sandy hourglass of time until you return.
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Silly me
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Posted:Jan 21, 2012 6:33 am
Last Updated:Mar 24, 2016 1:06 pm
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How my thoughts are racing soooo... I just whispered aloud - "I love you...", and have the softest feeling - for real, no teasing.
You 'get' to me so damnably easy... I don't know or understand why or how - you just do. It's because... somehow... we... belong. I know... silly me.
I melt at some awkward times and just shake my head at others. But I want to hold you so tight and make love to you and hold you close afterward and make love to you and just 'be' with you and love you.
Woman...the thoughts that just race by physical... mental... my stomachs a big knot and I want to sing, smile... just laugh... shake it off... but can't.
I want you curled with me, around me, on me. I want to be in you - a part of you... held so very tight and close... and never let go. I want to touch you, taste... explore... mentally, physically... and more - so much more. I want to play and 'be' as only we can.
How my thoughts are racing soooo... such is the beginning of 'loving' you... I know... silly me.
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The kiss
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Posted:Dec 15, 2010 1:21 am
Last Updated:Jan 20, 2012 3:55 am
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We didn’t expect to run into each other. Not here. Not after so many years. Our inhibitions lowered by the whisky. Now, alone in the hall outside the upstairs bathroom, I smell your heat. We move closer to each other. Compelled to touch even though we know that nothing can come of this. I brush my lips across the pulse in your neck, feeling your answering moan as it slips unwittingly up your throat. Then you slide your fingers into my hair, gently pulling my head back. As our lips meet, I think fleetingly of her before I lose myself in you. Lips and tongue tease and taste. Hardening against your belly, grinding against each other. Molten heat spreading from your mouth through my whole being. Then, footsteps on the stairs. We pull apart. Staring at one another for one last moment before we walk away. You to your husbamd, me to my girl, where we will each try to pretend this moment never happened and hope it will happen again.
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With eyes
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Posted:Dec 11, 2010 10:52 pm
Last Updated:Dec 11, 2010 10:54 pm
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With eyes softly closed I still taste you... the lingering scent of lavendar, the wispy strands of your hair on my cheek, the soft and gentle rhythm of heartbeats - mere moments before locked as one roaring and surging now nestling gently calmly entwined inside and out.
With eyes softly closed I still feel the heat - sheer animal flame primal fire released yet encompassing quenched yet ever hungry, the effort of merging sweat's sweet sting, the timeless moment, the 'afters' glow the infinite softness of you and me and such a fullness I've come to know.
With eyes softly closed a single tear flows the indescribable emotion released from within as the eyes silently open and find yours looking in.
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The deflowering
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Posted:Apr 2, 2010 2:41 pm
Last Updated:Jan 23, 2012 6:03 am
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Her drowsy skin is stained by French cologne. I watch her writhe to life by candlelight, unfurl her breath against my collarbone.
My fountain pen rips through the stockings sewn around her thighs. Through virginal off-white, her drowsy skin is stained by French cologne.
A glass of Burgundy soon lays her prone. Her words of protest simmer through the night, unfurl her breath against my collarbone.
When her defences have been overthrown like the flung pieces of a fallen kite, her drowsy skin is stained by French cologne.
My fingers play her flesh like saxophone. Her limbs strain for the perfect rhyme, its bite unfurls her breath against my collarbone.
She comes to page with a releasing moan, defiled by ink, lusts for another fight. Her drowsy skin, stained by my French cologne, unfurls its breath against my collarbone.
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Love's Moment
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Posted:Apr 2, 2010 2:40 pm
Last Updated:Jan 21, 2012 6:27 am
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Entering you is like a dream. A dream that floats behind my eyes. Teasing. Nudging reality with temptation's delight.
Seamless indulgence of silken bliss clings to me like a shadow, like ash turned to dust, like smoke mixing with the wind. Changed forever.
Treat me to that moment. Your moment when fingers clutch and coax with sweet trembling.
Share the lyrics of passion's song; wordless utterance giving witness to your ultimate truth.
Rise above me like a majestic bird. Spread your golden wings and fly, soaring high into the mist. Abandon yourself and all that has become you.
Take me with you to that place most perfect. That place between this life and the next where for one single instant knowing love is the only option.
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Stand the storm
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Posted:Nov 29, 2009 1:53 am
Last Updated:Apr 27, 2011 6:47 am
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The sky darkens and the breeze turns strong, no longer soothing; it fights to scatter me. Winds build,moving that around me in directions I can't control ... driving me to which is solid to shelter. your sweet arms,castle aginst the Rain, massaging the earth with a cleansing kiss, infers the peace to come.
For it confuses my world, offering little more than delay, slight respite from progress. I stand the storm ... feel the energy and smell the essence, hear it's thunder, smiling in spite of it, I'll bath in it's strong disobedience, it's power, it's selfishness. For the storms rule the sky, the land, and the lives; without remorse.
Calming now, peace returns, beauty raises her seeking eyes ... and allows me all I require. Safety in the calm as the storms move on, safety in the quiet of her voice, her essence, her heart, her warmth ... strength through her worship ... safe in my love.
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Her submission is mine
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Posted:Nov 29, 2009 1:39 am
Last Updated:Jun 18, 2015 7:00 pm
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The other, them, it, they ... Needs and demands fill me darkly. Disables my focus, chills my heart, and dims the light, but for brief respites of her, death is apparent.
Death of lust, death of integrity, death of direction, stolen moments will provide life, assure my breath. Realizing forlorn erotic shadows will release the weight, allowing my release and the soothing murmur.
Her provision will strengthen me. Giving me that which I demand freely without regret. Offering her body and soul for my satisfaction, through painful pleasures, she'll own my love.
I'll escape into her submission ... is mine.
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Lilac pools
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Posted:Nov 19, 2009 9:37 pm
Last Updated:Nov 29, 2011 2:22 am
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A black satin dress
falls lifeless to the floor
as you present to me
sweet lilac pools of pleasure
Its wetness quenches a thirst
allowing my passion
to enter a kingdom of dreams
filling your palace
with milk and honey
- dripping from every pore
As your ballroom bursts
into heavenly song
our souls dance
intimate waltz
with a rhythm and step
only we know.
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A ragged heated breath
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Posted:Nov 11, 2009 2:09 am
Last Updated:Mar 30, 2011 7:09 am
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Black leather pressing into white lace, where strong muscles tease creamy softness into wild abandonment, fueling drops of moisture tasted by gentle lips.
Each searing kiss leads a heated touch, to cover shape and form unfolding hidden secrets, open and exposed into the darkness of the night.
Blended cries and moans trail each movement, searching for the crested heights, lifted up through raging heat, seeking the moment of surrendered fulfillment, to quiet A ragged heated breath.
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Because of you
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Posted:Oct 21, 2009 10:58 pm
Last Updated:Jul 27, 2011 11:18 am
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When soft slants of light prickled my eyes and I awoke to a glowing mass of brown strands and glimmering blue staring through my skin at something within that I hardly knew. I opened my eyes and it was you.
I recall a Tuesday afternoon when we danced like seals on a stage of daffodils and I would tickle your arm where it mattered most. I loved the way that you would fall to the ground with no one else around so we could kiss. I knew love was in our palms all because of you.
I recall a Friday night when we drove for miles chasing the sunset and I would hear you sing louder than our burnt CDs. It was all that I could do to not laugh aloud at each off pitch piercing screech that leapt from my mouth too. I would look over and it was always you.
I recall an entire summer when we thought we were invincible. When my lungs felt numb as if I'd surrendered all my oxygen to you all I had to do was kiss it back.
I felt love like an avalanche of skin and mouths and hands. I felt love like roses, budding through dew in the last mornings of our August; the kind that only two people knew.
Yes, My love, it was all because of you.
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...what they seen next door...
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Posted:Apr 15, 2009 3:57 am
Last Updated:Nov 29, 2011 2:23 am
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softest lips play around
teasing ivory skin
from neck to back
fingertips trail the spine
tender kisses, hungry
savoring every inch
tongue to flesh, burning,
fantasy's come alive
beside the fireplace
they are shedding attire
as heat escalates rapidly
eyes enticed by the view
his manly form, slick,
alert he draws attention
arousal ignites
her nipples hardening
leaning forward,
he gasps
her beautiful flesh leaving
him breathless
hands reach out
and cups large breasts
her smile becomes a moan
as his grip tightens
crackling of the fire
a wonderful glow
shadows against the walls
capturing their heated passion
slowy he unravels from her
and she leans over the couch
a teasing look she beckons him
and behind her he stands
sliding his hands between thighs
legs parted for his access
sweet nectar coats the inside
dripping nicely for his eyes
fingers slide across the sweet cream
and around his throbbing head is wet
gently coating himself with her juice
getting him hard as can be
placing his manhood between pink lips
sliding up and down repeatedly
her fingertips clamped onto her spot
as he slid his flaming head within her
slow at first, a inch at a time
her impatience causing her to thrust back
his fingers gripping tight on her buttocks
as his thrusting became more intense
neighbors across the city street
watched the foreplay on the wall
two lovers indulging in heated pleasure
with no worries of any interruptions
as they finished with moans of intensity
their bodies still thrusting, aching for more
the neighbors turned off the lights
and headed to their room to reinact
...what they seen next door...
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