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  • #43889
    martinus
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      I'm totally useless

      Most of the time I'm broke
      And I have never learned a trade
      I’m rather clumsy
      And if have two left hands

      I'm not that good looking
      And I'm rather slow
      And if you borrow me a tenner,
      You'll never see it again

      And I do not think I'll ever change
      Because that never sticks with me that long
      and I do not feel like it either
      And I did not have plans for it

      I'm totally useless
      As you very well know
      But I can love you
      Like no one else can

      You can wait for me for hours
      And then I still have no patience
      I’m only thinking about myself
      And blame all the others

      It's all a joke to me
      And I never make mistakes
      And if you're making love with me,
      I'd rather be lazy than tired

      And I do not think I'll ever change
      Because that never sticks with me that long
      and I do not feel like it either
      And I did not have plans for it

      I'm totally useless
      As you very well know
      But I can love you
      Like no one else can

      But I can love you
      Like no one else can

      #43890
      Anonymous
        I have had my fun, but I know when it’s time to go.
        Change has overtaken me, swallowed by its undertow.
        No longer can I swim in both worlds at one time,
        It is just too hard on me so this one I must forgo

        As I pack up my precious memories,
        of this wunderland and its unique cargo.
        I reflect on the what I have experienced,
        and realize how difficult it will be to let go.

        This is something that cannot be imagined, it is a special gift that can only be experienced. Thank you for that. And all the memories.

        I wish you each happiness in your lives and the courage to love yourself. Be the person you want to be, do not be anybody but yourself. Free yourself of expectation and search your heart for the answer. I leave you with my thoughts as I prepare my escape, knowing the hard part is yet to come.

        If I said goodbye today,
        could I stay away tomorrow?
        Would you leave my thoughts alone,
        allow me to escape without sorrow?

        Could I go about my days,
        with not a thought of you?
        As though this was all just a game,
        forgotten when we are through?

        How does one move on from this,
        and expect their heart to be ok?
        To go back to living a normal life,
        after experiencing this foreplay?

        My heart has always been my compass,
        a beacon of light showing me the way.
        But now it serves more than just me,
        so which path do I follow? Will I be ok?

        I feel the weight of change upon me,
        no sanctuary of routine to intervene.
        No longer the master of my own vessel,
        caught in currents too strong and unseen.

        bye… Kaitlyn

        #43892
        Vaughan
        Moderator

          The Female Heat by Vaughan.

          “Are my warm whispers in your ears intimate and enticing?
          Could the people around us be unaware, how your body may respond?
          Do you tremble at the power of my words?
          Can I make your body blush in places people cannot see!
          Can I make you pant in anticipation of things to come!
          Can I make you throb and become wet as your desire grows?
          Can you see the fire and heat in me?
          As I can see the smoulder of you.
          Can you see what you could ignite?”
          As I can feel and revel in the power of our attraction.
          Our hearts are drumming with the music of our building passion.
          Finally, The Heat of the Female Dance is seen by the man who can play the right tune.”

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          Leonard Cohen – Dance me to the end of love
          https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UDgzqoBnxcw

          #43893
          Vaughan
          Moderator

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            #43894
            rosa_latece
            Participant

              Tight little pussy

              bent over and spread for you

              Stuffed and stretched till full

              #43895
              rosa_latece
              Participant

                Hot sweet boipussy

                So much tighter than your wife

                Stays open all night

                #43896
                rosa_latece
                Participant

                  Thick cock going deep

                  Impaling my boipussy

                  Cumming hard in me

                  #43897
                  Vaughan
                  Moderator
                    Dance of Sin by Vaughan.

                    She stands still waiting
                    Knowing I look and watch her
                    Bated Breath, I stare.

                    Bare foot on the deck
                    The yacht bathed in the moonlight
                    The sky star sprinkled.

                    The music begins
                    Softly playing, she sways and
                    Seductively moves

                    Her dress swirls around
                    Her hips, dancing and teasing
                    She looks so divine

                    A pretty Goddess
                    Supple, agile and sexy
                    Mesmerising me

                    As she moves, she shows
                    Her sin, she wears no panties
                    Flashing her trimmed snatch

                    Delicious and fun
                    Naughty, wicked and sinful
                    No bra too, it seems!

                    Licking my lips, I
                    Devour her with my eyes and
                    My thoughts are carnal!

                    Her moves purposely,
                    Seducing imagery
                    Of lust and fucking

                    Her body writhes in
                    Dance – a reflection of need
                    And wanton passion

                    The moonlight bathes her
                    Enhancing her true beauty
                    She transfixes me!

                    Then with one swift move,
                    She drops her dress, revealing
                    Her natural beauty

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                    Pert breasts standing proud
                    Nipples erect in sea breeze
                    A curvaceous girl

                    Slim waist, flat stomach
                    Full round bottom and long legs
                    A moonlit beauty

                    I Want her – Its true.
                    To ravish and conquer her
                    To make her mine, MINE!

                    The dance continues
                    Showing to best advantage
                    Her sexy body

                    In doing so though,
                    She gives away her secret
                    Her wet arousal!

                    I beckon her to
                    Me, she obeys wondering…
                    Taps her legs to part

                    She responds and spreads
                    And I insert a sex toy
                    A vibrating egg

                    She catches her breath
                    As I push the egg in her
                    Vagina channel

                    I have the remote!
                    And wave her away to dance
                    Vagina clenching

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                    Wickedly, I play,
                    Turning the remote control
                    Low, high and repeat

                    She dances and gasps
                    Moist arousal on her thighs
                    Scented and sexed up

                    The True Dance of Sin –
                    Base and raw in the moonlight
                    Her heavy scent wafts

                    Her body heated
                    Her need and desire full on
                    Nude, wet and breathless

                    Never has she looked
                    So pretty and fuckable
                    My cock pulses hard!

                    “Cum for me.”  I  say
                    And turn up the vibrator
                    “Touch yourself for me”

                    And she does on deck
                    Open for all to see her!
                    If they cared to look!

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                    She is my fine slut!
                    Mewling in her wanton state,
                    Careless who sees.

                    She rubs her pussy,
                    Fucking her hand, titties groped,
                    Dancing sexily!

                    Her moans grow louder
                    Her thrusting is more profound
                    Her goal is climax

                    Faster, deeper now
                    Moans and groans and mewls are loud
                    A female in heat

                    She revels in my stares
                    Turned on by my eyes watching her
                    Basking in her naughty

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                    Her pleasure builds up
                    Breathless, ratcheting higher
                    Close now to cumming

                    Naked and barefoot
                    Her silvery figure dancing
                    Her explosion bursts!

                    She screams her pleasure
                    With my name upon her lips
                    Her clit vibrating

                    The egg still twitching
                    Inside of her vagina
                    I turn it down slow

                    She dances and falls
                    Into my arms, exhausted
                    Her climax total!

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                    Softly I cradle her
                    And kiss her warm forehead with care
                    The Dance of Sin complete.

                    Now published on Literotica. If you have time, a 5 star rating would be appreciated. You can find the poem with the link below. Thank you.

                    https://www.literotica.com/p/dance-of-sin

                    #43898
                    Vaughan
                    Moderator
                      Past yearns

                      If only we could talk awhile
                      or maybe even walk awhile
                      hand in hand, in any land
                      at any time or any place
                      and I would always see your face
                      beside me as I´d turn to catch your smile
                      we´d be laughing all the while.
                      If once again you´d touch my arm
                      I´d be the victim of your charms
                      together without all the ties
                      that bind like chains and hurt like lies
                      I´d share your dreams and kill your fears
                      I´d banish any trace of tears
                      you´d see
                      you could mean the world to me.
                      If we could only spend one special day together
                      somewhere far away
                      where other couldn´t come between our lives
                      or change the way we´d feel
                      because we´d know our dream were real
                      and we might live this way forever
                      if we could spend that way together.
                      But this is not the time or place
                      to speak of such things to your face
                      for none of this is real, you see
                      I´ve conjured up a fantasy
                      you are the champion of my dreams
                      a knight who came to rescue me.

                      Author unknown.

                      I remember xx00xx

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                      #43899
                      Vaughan
                      Moderator
                        ''When Tomorrow Starts Without Me'' by David M. Romano

                        When tomorrow starts without me,
                        And I'm not there to see,
                        If the sun should rise and find your eyes
                        all filled with tears for me,

                        I wish so much you wouldn't cry
                        The way you did today,
                        While thinking of the many things,
                        We didn't get to say.

                        I know how much you love me,
                        As much as I love you,
                        and each time that you think of me,
                        I know you'll miss me too.

                        But when tomorrow starts without me,
                        Please try to understand,
                        That an angel came and called my name,
                        And took me by the hand,

                        and said my place was ready,
                        In heaven far above,
                        And that I'd have to leave behind
                        All those I dearly love.

                        But as I turned to walk away,
                        A tear fell from my eye
                        For all my life, I'd always thought,
                        I didn't want to die.

                        I had so much to live for,
                        So much left yet to do,
                        It seemed almost impossible,
                        That I was leaving you.

                        I thought of all the yesterdays
                        The good ones and the bad,
                        I thought of all the love we shared,
                        and all the fun we had

                        If I could re-live yesterday
                        Just even for a while,
                        I'd say good-bye and kiss you
                        And maybe see you smile.

                        But then I fully realized,
                        That this could never be,
                        For emptiness and memories,
                        would take the place of me.

                        And when I thought of worldly things,
                        I might miss come tomorrow,
                        I thought of you, and when I did,
                        My heart was filled with sorrow.

                        But when I walked through heaven's gates,
                        I felt so much at home
                        When God looked down and smiled at me,
                        From His great golden throne.

                        He said, “This is eternity,
                        And all I've promised you.”
                        Today your life on earth is past,
                        But here life starts anew

                        I promise no tomorrow,
                        But today will always last,
                        And since each day's the same
                        There's no longing for the past.

                        You have been so faithful,
                        So trusting and so true.
                        Though there were times you did some things
                        You knew you shouldn't do.

                        But you have been forgiven
                        And now at last you're free.
                        So won't you come and take my hand
                        And share my life with me?

                        So when tomorrow starts without me,
                        Don't think we're far apart,
                        For every time you think of me,
                        I'm right here, in your heart.

                        #43900
                        matt_90
                        Participant
                          Toxic

                          Just one kiss is all it takes
                          I’m weakened
                          My legs tremble, body shakes

                          Poisoned
                          Your venom flowing through my veins
                          Sadistic
                          You take pleasure from my pain

                          Captive
                          Trapped by love I can’t break free
                          Addictive
                          I love the way you’re killing me

                          Fading
                          I can’t fight this, I can’t stop this
                          I’m yours
                          All it took was just one kiss
                          So Toxic

                          My first post here :)

                          #43901
                          Momma_andrea
                          Participant

                            Not my work, but I rather liked it.

                            Loving you is not writing
                            you love poems;
                            is being love when I write to you,
                            and when I don´t.

                            Loving you is not expecting something from you;
                            is simply waiting for you,
                            in the silence,
                            at night and in the day.

                            Loving you is not
                            to shelter myself  in you;
                            it´s building a shelter together,
                            with our hands,
                            where the whole world can fit in.

                            Loving you is not
                            to demand from you,
                            it´s not forcing you,
                            it’s not to put pressure on you,
                            is not convincing you,
                            is not defeating you;
                            it´s to help you to break free from yourself,
                            from me, from it all,
                            it´s to give you my breath,
                            to seduce you
                            without any desire,
                            nor an objective,
                            it´s to enjoy you.

                            To love you it´s not to want you
                            only when you love me,
                            when you´re pretty,
                            when you smile,
                            when you kiss me,
                            when you caress me,
                            when you walk with elegance,
                            when you are calm,
                            when you are happy;
                            it´s to accept you completely
                            just as you are,
                            always and everywhere,
                            with simplicity,
                            and joy.

                            Loving you is not projecting
                            ideas about you, it´s not idealizing you;
                            it´s to see you from afar, from up close,
                            from inside, (from you),
                            from outside,
                            see you beyond me.

                            Loving you
                            it´s not to reject your flaws;
                            it´s to become sensitive to them,
                            without ever expecting you to change them.
                            Loving you is not to desire to
                            be the center of your Life;
                            it´s to lead you,
                            if you allow me,
                            if am able to,
                            to the Life of your core,
                            without looking for any rewards.

                            Loving you it´s not always being by your side,
                            is not always thinking about you,
                            is not always dreaming about you;
                            it´s to be available for you,
                            it´s to be you, become one with you,
                            it´s to be aware of your dreams,
                            and of mine with you,
                            it´s allowing you to know me completely
                            all the way to the very center of my pain,
                            and of my love.

                            Loving you is not flattering you,
                            it´s not enhancing your vanity,
                            it´s not weakening you,
                            it´s not confusing you;
                            it´s to show you the value of your shadow, the wonder of your own light,
                            it´s to help you to live alert,
                            it´s to want you to fly
                            while I watch you, absorbed,
                            joyful.

                            Loving you is not just looking at you,
                            smelling you or tasting you;
                            it´s to look along with you at anything at the same time,
                            to become one with your scent,
                            to be a part of you.

                            Loving you is not to look at you from above,
                            or from below, from behind, from the front;
                            it´s to cultivate a balance that goes back and forth passing by our common center.

                            Loving you is not to fear you,
                            is not to own you,
                            is not to guard you,
                            Is not to watch you;
                            it´s to hug you warmly,
                            it´s to open my door to you,
                            it´s to observe you in plain sight,
                            in total darkness,
                            with the eyes of my soul.

                            Loving you is not saying that I love you,
                            is not thinking that I loved you,
                            that I will love you;
                            it´s to ask myself whether I love you,
                            it´s to feel it, allowing it to develop in me,
                            without even needing to tell you about it.

                            Loving you it´s not renounce
                            to my dreams for you;
                            it´s to awake from my dreams
                            with you,
                            held by your hand.

                            Loving you is not to write that I love you;
                            is sharing with you
                            the best of me (love),
                            without ever turning back,
                            without a horizon.

                            Authors:
                            @ kumsall-things @ bookwormblue
                            @ huzneram @ ousia-poetica

                            #43902
                            Jordan1
                            Participant

                              Love Spell

                              What do the letters of my love spell?
                              There is nothing enough to scribe my feelings
                              My love is greater than words can tell.

                              My heart undoes and my emotions swell.
                              With these unexplainable dealings
                              What do the letters of my love spell?

                              In my breath, body and spirit you dwell.
                              But nothing on paper can reveal their concealings
                              what do the letters of my love spell?

                              I want to write your voice, your spirit, your smell.
                              Yet nothing prose nor poem can unseal my dreaming.
                              What do the letters of my love spell?

                              My words mean nothing in this desperate show and tell
                              Clumsy rhymes are not worth reading,
                              What do the letters of my love spell?

                              To lumbering letters and words I write farewell
                              I need you my love, more than written meaning,
                              What do the letters of my love spell?
                              My love is greater than words can tell.

                              Dedicated to LuciaScarlet. My lover come to me, I have finally found you.

                              #43903
                              Stone
                              Participant

                                Love Spell

                                What do the letters of my love spell?
                                There is nothing enough to scribe my feelings
                                My love is greater than words can tell.

                                My heart undoes and my emotions swell.
                                With these unexplainable dealings
                                What do the letters of my love spell?

                                In my breath, body and spirit you dwell.
                                But nothing on paper can reveal their concealings
                                what do the letters of my love spell?

                                I want to write your voice, your spirit, your smell.
                                Yet nothing prose nor poem can unseal my dreaming.
                                What do the letters of my love spell?

                                My words mean nothing in this desperate show and tell
                                Clumsy rhymes are not worth reading,
                                What do the letters of my love spell?

                                To lumbering letters and words I write farewell
                                I need you my love, more than written meaning,
                                What do the letters of my love spell?
                                My love is greater than words can tell.

                                Dedicated to someone I haven't met yet. Don't be shy my lover come to me, because I'm hunting you down.

                                Congratulations on finally posting your first poem.
                                I hope you post more for all our enjoyment.

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                                #43904
                                Jordan1
                                Participant

                                  Thank you Stone for your encouragement I'm slowly working on my next one :)

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