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posted by
shypettite
on September 27, 2006 at 8:24 PM
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marie-claire
words are too powerful indeed for their own good!
thank you!
posted by
cosy
on September 27, 2006 at 5:36 AM
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so helplessly erotic.
you got to be frozen solid not to feel anything when reading stuff like this. Words are too powerful for their own good sometimes.
posted by
marieclaire66
on September 26, 2006 at 3:24 PM
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cosy
posted by
Bhaskar.ing
on September 24, 2006 at 7:04 AM
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bhaskar
posted by
cosy
on September 24, 2006 at 6:54 AM
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cosy
Thank you. So you see I 've begun to underatand a bit of poetry. Remember you're my teacher.
posted by
Bhaskar.ing
on September 23, 2006 at 11:03 PM
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Bhaskar
I feel exposed, lol. You are quite something else, you know that? Entirely unexpected commentary, entirely embracing. Thank you for accepting, understanding, and knowing who I am, not what I do. I've never been able to help who I love, and am comforted to know the one above can dig deep in our hearts condition. Bhaskar you are the greatest. And yes, we are the ones that made sexuality a bad thing, when it is truly the purest form of loving. With open arms...I thank you. 
posted by
cosy
on September 23, 2006 at 6:11 PM
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Cosy
Extraordinary...
posted by
teddypoet_TheGoodByeFade
on September 23, 2006 at 2:44 PM
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posted by
NAJWA
on September 23, 2006 at 1:37 PM
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cosy, cosy, cosy
Helplessly I admire, chained and caught…. how a desire… the seed, the Carnal, cannot be but Bliss in the end. Desire is the first Creator. That’s how we were born. Energy, Desire, in order that it be creative, has necessarily to be sexual. Everywhere in nature we see this energy displayed. The blossoming of a flower where it releases its fragrance to the winds to be savored is utterly sexual. A young lass in her prime, her beauty, like the fragrance, is sexual. Sex in itself is pure. None, except man has made this polluted through lust. Herein lies the distinction between Desire and Lust. That is the meaning of the Hindu worship of the phallic symbol, Shivalinga, as the cosmic energy of creation, though not understood by many. This is getting into an essay of sorts. But you have beautifully captured the carnal, the seed at the bottom and the blossoming of the flowers, bliss, at the top, and the journey in between these two states, as the branches of a tree, in sin, eroticism, the addictive black, the heated touch, all so teasing….. and tantalizingly spread …..as to elicit a helpless despairing moan at the gazing of her quivering insides to be soooo sweetly slurped when served in a dish of confusing ecstasy. I believe the sex of the poet/poetess!!!.…tch ?…could be either, but more lesbianistic, if I could coin such a word. love, Bhaskar
posted by
Bhaskar.ing
on September 23, 2006 at 1:24 PM
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avant
posted by
cosy
on September 23, 2006 at 11:35 AM
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cosy
Outstanding.
posted by
avant-garde
on September 23, 2006 at 11:22 AM
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Cosy , It is a creative erotic poem par excellence .I like it . Thanks.
posted by
afzal50
on September 23, 2006 at 10:38 AM
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najwa
thank you and ditto
I was a bit worried on the reaction I'd get...
posted by
cosy
on September 23, 2006 at 10:35 AM
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IF THE LOVE IS SIN SO PLEASE WELCOME INTO MY SKIN....
.......najwa
posted by
NAJWA
on September 23, 2006 at 10:26 AM
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YPunday
posted by
cosy
on September 23, 2006 at 10:19 AM
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Cosy, I must return to r Bio. This poem could be written by either sex. No
matter which....but effective and not-so-carnal. Yet clearly, this is mature audience material. Keep on poeting!
posted by
ILLUMINATI8
on September 23, 2006 at 10:07 AM
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