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Monday, May 26, 2008

Her Dark Side...

Coming home, house dark. Stepping inside, tripping over her slippers. Next her tee shirt, and bra…he liked this game. Sexy shorts on the stairs, damn black lace panties, still warm. Stripping outside the bedroom, switching on lights. Dressed in leather, whip cracking, handcuffs twirling around her... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Night Becomes Day

Night Becomes Day Within a wondrous world… Day turns to night in an instant. As one half of the world sleeps, The other arises fresh, greeting new day. And per chance, they simultaneously meet, In a surreal reality, a world unites. A grand thought, union of cultures, Ideas, and wishes for a great... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Cutting Daddy’s Hair non fiction

Cutting Daddy’s Hair As the soft buzzing of the clippers hummed, I touched his velvet soft white hair. Gently, I glide the cutter edge through his hair. White tufts float to the floor, I smile fine as baby’s hair, so soft. Then I feel a warmth inside, a presence unexplained, and a tear wells... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, May 2, 2008

Flavor Me…Mmmmm tongue teases...

Flavor Me… Mmmmm, the sweet tasting cream, Licking with passion, a sinful treat, Tongue savors decadent flavor, Tingles of blissful pleasure, Sensations of satisfaction. Mouth works over soft mound, Of my French Vanilla ice cream cone….. written by lioness 5-2-08 Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, May 1, 2008

Blood lust...

Bloody Tears… From every wound, Blood drips or spurts, Vivid red, mixing with tears, Drip…Drip…Drip… Dead!!!! written by lioness 4-21-08 Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Soul Of Me…

Soul Of Me… Deeper than mirror reflections, An inner universe…to all I know, I am an ocean of feelings, and emotions. Continuously evolving growing learning, I’m a child holding fast seeking wonders anew. A mother who’s heart loves deep. Woman to husband, sensual, sexual, mysterious. Daughter, of a... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 28, 2008

Making Love….I think she loves me what you think

Making Love…. Gentle touch, your kiss, my lips, Tasting you in delightful sips. Your scent lingers, tracing fingers, Softly caressed, as undressed, teasing, Giving pleasure velvet fingertips, eclipse. Warm moist lips seducing, with every kiss, Swirling tongue quickens as I’m undone, bliss. Only one... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Always Broken

Always Broken Regardless if the sun shines, Shouldn’t we always smile, As nothing is perfection, Only myth unattainable…. Yet we still strive, for the elusive. All flawed, all broken, someway, Perhaps in physical form, more noticeable, As we can not see into a mind, Unless it chooses and outlet, Of... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

THE OIL FIELD MAN

Pioneering Last Frontier A lone tower glowing on distant landscape, Erected in a day the drilling core looms, Foraged of muscle, and pride the driller’s derrick. Cold steel, thirty foot joints, biting diamond bits, Grease, mud, soiling clothes. A roughneck’s world is rough. Three shifts working... Sign in to see full entry.

THE LAST RIG UP

RED SANDS WAS MY LIFE SO WHEN I DIE BURN ME UNTIL AIM DRY TURN LIGHTS UP BRIGHT THEN DUMP ME IN THE PIPE WISH ME WELL ON MY JOURNEY WHILE THE CEMENT FLIES REMEMBER ALL THE GOOD TIMES THEN PUMP ME TO THE BLOODY RED WHEN THE ENGINES ROAR YOU’LL KNOW AIM AT MY END OF MY LAST BLOODY WELL RIG DOWN AN... Sign in to see full entry.

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