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August 21, 2016 at 4:04 pm #43840Momma_andreaParticipant
So little, so fleeting, our time together
but priceless to me.You disappeared, I was alone
my heart sank
but it was priceless to meI have someone that I miss
someone that I adore
and SHE is priceless to meKaitlyn, my love, my laughter, my song
YOU are priceless to meWhat have you done to me?
Where is the jaded and guarded woman I know so well?Where is my heart that I had locked in a cage and put in a hole…?
You have stolen it, taken it from my depths and brought it to the sun.
Oh my thief, my muse, my savior.
I am brought to the light
And we are one
August 29, 2016 at 5:37 am #43841AnonymousGuest
How I wish I could see it in your eyes, that simple truth that never lies
Just a glance I would need, to replace countless words, countless tries
This is the magic, the language of Eyes, to know in an instant without disguise
The feelings of your other, unfiltered, undressed. Captured in an instant surpriseAs much as I want that. Need that , I do. I must find it elsewhere, somewhere in you
So your words are my eyes into your soul, for without them I am blind as a shrew.
I soar, I fall, I hold my breath, I wait, I wish, thoughts of you in my head
Each word I search it's wondrous meaning, for all I have of you is what is read.I Miss Nothing, although I may be slow, it comes to me eventually, only then I know
The feelings between the words, the message meant for me, providing all a showIf I could only see your eyes. If I could only feel your touch.
Would I know you any better? Could I possibly know as much?
These are things I often wonder, when I think of you.
Do I really make you happy or do I really make you blue?I read your ICEHOUSE story, the one where you are binding me
Although I stand there silent, I am screaming to be free
What my LADY Andrea does not know is this fear inside of me
The trust I bestowe upon thee is real, I pray you hear my pleaI then read your other messages, each one in it's turn
I see your excitement, expectations, then I see them crash n burn.
I know I am responsible though I do no wrong, like it or not, I do
I hate how these three hours and my weekends impact youIt is now the little things, that bind my mind to you
like a cute naughty girl in this movie with her own collar and attitude too
Guess what movie I saw tonight? Where she is me and I am her if I had that view.
I look in a mirror, I see all it's cracks, I recognize parts of me in this complex brew.I am many things; good n bad, soft n hard, angry n sad, wise n ignorant, naughty n nice
Some of me I let the RL world see, I know my place, what is safe and what is vise
Other parts of me are forbidden from this world for they require such a stiff price
So I release all of them here, with all of you, so you see me as true, not just nice.– Peaches
August 30, 2016 at 12:30 am #43842Momma_andreaParticipantI started working on this Pop/country song long ago. Since there is no one in the A B&G to hear me perform it, I will just drop it here.
My Bed Misses You
My bed misses you but I’m Okay
Staring at the spot where you used to lay,
thinkin’ ‘bout the reasons whyy- you were bad for meMy friends didn’t like you, well Brandy did.
Going back and forth like a little kid
I should 've known better that it all would endd- this wayNow I’m a friend down and a lover gone
Nothin’ left to show but a silly song
pickin’ up the pieces and starting out againMy bed misses you but I’m Okay
Staring at the spot where you used to lay,
thinkin’ ‘bout the reasons whyy- you were bad for meI see you downtown but I’m Okay
Staring at the woman that you’re with today
I hope she realizes thatt- you’re not right for her.You’re not that handsome and you’re getting old
Soon she’ll pick out all the lies you told
You’re never gonna change and then she’ll probably sayMy bed misses you but I’m Okay
Staring at the spot where you used to lay,
thinkin’ ‘bout the reasons whyy- you were bad for meMy friends didn’t like you, no they never did.
Going back and forth like a little kid
I should 've known better that it all would endd- this wayYeah My bed misses you but I’m Okay
Staring at the spot where you used to lay,
thinkin’ ‘bout the reasons whyy- you were bad for meAugust 30, 2016 at 10:14 pm #43843Momma_andreaParticipantA poem for my love…
You You YouYOU You
You
You
YOU YOU!!
Just you.
September 1, 2016 at 11:23 pm #43844Momma_andreaParticipantAcross the bed
bound and tied
A sarcastic smile
Smirky and widePlay me for a fool
Push my rules aside
Test MY limits…
Punishment from your GuideHair yanked back
Gripped so tight
Still defiance
In dungeon’s lightOpen wide thighs
Target in sight
Bare hand to lips
Not caress but STRIKELook of shock
But then of anger
But not from me
I’m not in dangerSmack your pussy
Spank it red
Your body strains
Squirms on the bedSwats ring out
And cries come too
Scream little slut
Till your face is blueNo pleasure
No none for you
Left in the dark
Till I say you’re throughThat is 2, peaches. Will you make it 3?
September 3, 2016 at 6:04 pm #43845FoxyRoxxyParticipantPeter Peter you pussy eater dig down and eat her
move it slurp it spit it and I will feed you oooooo….
I am a poet toSeptember 5, 2016 at 3:12 pm #43846Momma_andreaParticipantLet me be your lover
Let me be the one
Let me hold you tightly
Taste you on my tongueLet me feel your curves
And share in your desires
Let me kiss you deeply
Quenching all your firesLet me know your dreams
Let me tell you mine
Let me be your fantasy
And you will be mineLet time spin around us
In our universe of two
Let it all go by
As I concentrate on youLet us kiss forever
Let us be as one
Let us share this moment
Till infinity is doneA picture is worth a thousand words, my lover. All of them I write for you.
September 7, 2016 at 12:41 am #43847Momma_andreaParticipantI tried to write a song
But the words wouldn’t come
It was all cliche’ and wrongMy rhythm was flat
never did it rhyme
The meter was just too longThe first verse crashed
The second was good
But the third just wandered onI’m just missing you
That’s what it is
Baby, you took my songThe words don’t work
Cause I haven’t got a muse
That’s all that’s really wrong.I miss you, Peaches
September 9, 2016 at 4:14 am #43850AnonymousGuest
A Dom and her “charge” stroll side by side
In search of fresh meat, leaving nowhere to hide
Prowling the streets of Winter Town Square
In hopes of finding a meal they might both shareOne dressed stylishly in black leather with red lace
The other, but a collar, boots and a grin on her face
Together they hunt, taunt, they will not be denied
For this “Hunger” inside builds with each strideNo boys, no toys, only a real MAN will do
It isn’t a date and don’t expect a thank you
We will use you, abuse you, leave your sac dry
Rub you RAW, as you fill our holes, then say “bye-bye”We’re Not looking for LOVE, only your SEX
We have each other, we want your APEX
Give it DEEP, HARD n FAST, make sure it lasts
Then make your deposit, make it a BLAST.It is your crème we want, for dessert from each other
Buried deep inside, mixing n blending with another
My Lady she wants her Peaches n crème
Fed one drop at a time; lick, suck, then cleanFrom one dish there is honey, from the other a spice
Her tongue in a frenzy, Slurp, slosh, spit. mmmm, nice.
When she is full and my vessels emptied
It is my turn to dine, to savor, to be enviedA Dom and her “charge” cuddle side by side
Wrapped in embrace, cradled in spoon ride
Whispers, caresses, sweet little nothings are heard
Until bodies, still trembling, slumber now preferred.– Peaches
September 9, 2016 at 6:09 am #43849Anatasia97Guestwow… Kaitlyn, Andrea.. you both make my little poems look stupid and silly.. hugs you both. im done writing them i guess cuase wow.
September 9, 2016 at 9:38 pm #43848Momma_andreaParticipantThank you, but…
Don't stop writing. WRITE, when the muse moves you, WRITE.
Be it silly or funny or from your emotional depths, should it bring tears or laughter or just a crooked smile, write.
Let the world know your heart, your humor, your joy.Don't stop Anastasia. From me, and I'm sure, my Kaitlyn… Write.
September 15, 2016 at 10:06 am #43852Momma_andreaParticipantMuse of my heart
savior of my soul
The words are no longer empty
and all my thoughts are wholeJust BE, it is enough
Just BE, it fills the voidTemptress of my flesh
redeemer of my mind
Released my spirit flies again
and the world opens wideI know not what it is to be the muse
only to have one.~I Love You, Peaches~
September 16, 2016 at 8:12 pm #43853AnonymousGuestRiddle Me This
Who it will be, I do not know
That I will find them, I am hopeful
AND
Who it is, my search now overWhat will it be, I can only imagine
That it will be, only karma knows
AND
What ever it is, I will cherishWhen it will happen, I never know
That it will happen. I am certain
AND
When it happens, I have no doubtsWhere I will find it, I have not a clue
That I will find it. I know to be true
AND
Where it is, I will remainWhy it will happen, is not for us to know
That there is a WHY, I only presume
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Why does “why” matter? As long as ALL the others are trueSeptember 19, 2016 at 4:42 am #43854AnonymousGuestA “TRUST” I can only imagine
My weaknesses you know them
In your hands you hold them
My kryptonite, a gift to youThe me you have exposed
My vault fully disclosed
I am finally understoodThis is not the ME I used to be
Hidden pieces in dark places, set free
Into my mind you have plundered
Forever changing my axiologyWhen inside your chambers, vulnerable n bound
The control n power I gifted, now seem so profound
The TRUST bestowed upon you, more akin to faith
It’s power lies in believing, doubt it’s only wraithThe mere thought of being bound
To be restrained, immobile, helpless, spellbound
It terrifies me deep inside, a place I can not go
For if I did my mind would crumble, left fallowYet I let you take me, bind me freely, even if afraid
For what I want, I can’t have without being played
There is no “one” without the other, no short cut will do
In this place where all lines blur from my point of viewYou take me to a place, previously out of reach to me
A conductor to my orchestra, a director to my movie
You dig, you claw as you mine all these treasures
Lost in your own feeding frenzy, in your own pleasuresThe feelings that ravage my body, rock my mind, overwhelm me
Can only be gifted by another, completely unknown before you see
You know what I need without asking, what I can take better than me
You push me past my limits, show me there is another to set freeThe effort you make, the care you take, the LOVE you show
All are essential to me while bound; my arms legs and torso
Your eyes, your words are all I have as reassurance
To suppress this monster called “Fear”, my only insuranceYou leave me drained, exhausted, not a thought left to free
My mind silenced, my body trembling, my emotional apogee– Me Kaitlyn, thank you for reading *hugs*
September 22, 2016 at 2:16 pm #43855AnonymousGuestA letter from my Heart …..I read your PM, filled with words of concern and care,
not one could I find of me “whining” anywhere.
My meandering ramblings, my attempt to explain
Why I left you so little, replaced a smile with my painWe all have RL stuff that happens each day
I am no different from anyone else in this way
This our sanctuary from those burdens of reality
a place of escape, share fantasy, to be carefreeI want that for US, for you and for me
no stress or distractions with any other reality.
In here I want to be all yours, you set me free
touching my heart, inspiring a need to express “me”Every day I wonder, when our feelings for each other will peak
When they can grow no stronger, spread no deeper, what we have unique
It’s never enough, always left wanting for more, this drug you have injected
Hijacking my mind countless times each day. Taking me, Yes, I am addictedEvery day YOU find a way to push this inevitability far away
Whether it is a post, or a song. In a photo or your words. All make it OK.
The respect your words carry in me, make this all so real you see
I feel, therefore you are. You exist, you are REAL in meThese feelings no different than what I share for Tristan and family
My “care” more than just words, “sweet little nothings” said affably
I give you my time, a piece of my life, all of which are important to me
So I have come full circle, wondering what does this MAKE “US? YOU and ME.Maybe we lie in the shade, in the twilight, somewhere in between
It’s not black, nor white, but a shade in between fantasy and reality
Regardless of where, it matters not to me, this simple act of writing
is enough to tell me what I already know, I still find YOU so enticing.
Your friend Kaitlyn
Your lover Peaches
All of the above with LOVE and AFFECTION -
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