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“Sexy P.H. & Jersey Boy”
Level 9
Since: Mar 12
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No Its not "KD" Im sorry..this is my name "DDW"I told you register and you will Know..Thats all I can do for now..or give me your email address hows that..
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KNIGHT DEVINE
Brisbane, Australia
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Feed, my beloved sleepy and prudent caress with utter care with assurance and, yes, with love. No need for haste for the night dreams in its silent slumber, dreams that spun the stars into the velvet sky aware of life and death as they gleam and flicker. Let each drop nourish your ethereal body and enslave your soul into the depths of hunger. Let them seep into your flesh and flush you with evanescent life. Invade his thoughts if you will and savor the desperation of your victim's heart, loathsome yet beseeching. Wring him dry and be thankful that this vile banquet is for us alone. Ours to endure. Ours to bargain.
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KNIGHT DEVINE
Brisbane, Australia
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Princess Hey wrote: No Its not "KD" Im sorry..this is my name "DDW"I told you register and you will Know..Thats all I can do for now..or give me your email address hows that.. I cannot register......I do not have an account of my own. that's how that is......however there is another way. PS: Would you leave your e-mail address here for all and sundry to see and exploit ?......I very much doubt it
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Anonymous
Brisbane, Australia
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from morning's first light to evening's last star always remember how special you are. Adrian.
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“Sexy P.H. & Jersey Boy”
Level 9
Since: Mar 12
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Just a thought..No didnt think so..worth a try..no dont believe anybody would you are right..:O).. I know everything happens for a reason,just wish I knew what the reason was!!!
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amateur poet
United States
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As I lay me down to eat I pray her puss don't smell like feet If it smells to bad to lick I pray she likes sucking d--*
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“Sexy P.H. & Jersey Boy”
Level 9
Since: Mar 12
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Nothing in this world worth having comes easy!!!
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Anonymous
Brisbane, Australia
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Uninvited, the thoughts of you stayed too late in my head, So I want to bed, dreaming you hard, hard, woke with your name, like tears, soft, salt, on my lips, the sound of its bright syllables, like a charm, like a spell. Falling in love is glamorous hell; The crouched, parched heart like a tiger ready to kill; A flame's fierce licks under the skin. Into my life, larger than life, beautiful, you strolled in. I hid in my ordinary days, in the long grass of routine, in my camouflage rooms. You sprawled in my gaze, staring back from anyone's face, from the shape of a cloud, from the pining, earth-struck moon which gapes at me. And I open the bedroom door...the curtains stir.. There you are, on the bed, like a gift, like a touchable dream.
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“Sexy P.H. & Jersey Boy”
Level 9
Since: Mar 12
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You can break down a woman temperarily,but a real woman will always pickup the pieces,rebuild herself,and come back stronger than ever.!!!!
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Anonymous
Brisbane, Australia
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My Secret I have a secret something i need to share. Sometimes i'm not as stong as I appear. My heart is fragile and terrifed to trust. I've fallen in love, watched as it turned to dust. I've always gave my all,they took never offering me anything but pain. They told me lies, twisted the truth untill I felt like I was going insane. So many broken promises and forgotten dreams lost. Never matter to them because my heartache was the cost.
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Anonymous
Brisbane, Australia
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I want to clasp you to my heart but my arm doesn't move. I want to tell you words of love but my lips don't move. The love in me has let my right hand forget its cunning and my tongue cleaves to the roof of my mouth. What shall I do? I'll hold you with my left arm and keep silent until you hear me.
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Anonymous
Brisbane, Australia
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Can't save her He wants her But her soul Is unforsaken To his motion kiss Her skin embraces Her blacken iris Her violet strands Cover his neck As he feels The necture of his blood On her wicked lips He wants what he can't have He wants her But she will out live His passionate Love
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Level 5
Since: Dec 12
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I wonder if sometimes in the dusk, When the brave lights that gild thy evenings Have not yet been touched with flame, I wonder if sometimes in the dusk Thou rememberest a time, A time when thou loved me And our love was to thee all? Is the memory rubbish now? An old grown Worn in an age of other fashions? Woe is me, oh, lost one, For that love is not to me A supernal dream, White, white, white with many suns. -Stephen Crane
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Anonymous
Brisbane, Australia
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She glanced my way, grew tiresome of being a loner in the daydreams. Our faces met, the moment perfect like sun rays upon quiet streams. Didn't have to do much exploring based on curiosity of mine. To realize that, she's why I'd rather be deaf than blind. Her hairline flowed smoothly, crashing, and tickling into hooked shaped ear lobes. I lost count of her strands of hair strips, that dangled down hollowed cheekbones like waterfalls over hidden stone. Quickly I vanished into hypnotic pupils, pulling attention in deeper. Still suprised of my escape, yet oddly disappointed. She is an advertisement appointed, for easily appealed viewers. There's no fortune needed to observe her natural art, fortunately. Poetry in motion she is, creatively blessing the photographic memory.
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Level 5
Since: Dec 12
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I glanced upon him Once, twice, three times...... I grew fond of him Yet did not feigned my words as others did before me I longed to know him as he was; not what he projected others; he maintained his artificial appearance so no one could see his vulnerability; And I loved him all the more for it. I longed to pull him into my bosom and whisper sweet love into his ear. I longed to assure him I too knew vulnerability; for we were cut from the same garment. A desire to nurture him came from deep within the recesses of my mind and my body but he would not allow it. Overcome with desire I wanted to feel his naked flesh; his body gently pressed into mine. Longing madly for the comfort of his arms The consistency of his words. My mind became clouded with the trivial, chatting of others; Until the chatting sat wildly in my head Playing over and over and once again. Confusion blanket my thoughts The struggles to clear the mind were fruitless. He told me no different Yet acted indifferent. Spinning madly, wildly out of control until my mind could think no more. The arms I longed for offered no comfort. A ship without a captain; yet I sat the boat a sail. The compass offered no destination; There my heart was; Roaming restlessly upon the sea. Looking to the stars for guidance to a port that was safe and familiar.
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Level 5
Since: Dec 12
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Check_ Your_ Pulse wrote: I glanced upon him Once, twice, three times...... I grew fond of him Yet did not feigned my words as others did before me I longed to know him as he was; not what he projected others; he maintained his artificial appearance so no one could see his vulnerability; And I loved him all the more for it. I longed to pull him into my bosom and whisper sweet love into his ear. I longed to assure him I too knew vulnerability; for we were cut from the same garment. A desire to nurture him came from deep within the recesses of my mind and my body but he would not allow it. Overcome with desire I wanted to feel his naked flesh; his body gently pressed into mine. Longing madly for the comfort of his arms The consistency of his words. My mind became clouded with the trivial, chatting of others; Until the chatting sat wildly in my head Playing over and over and once again. Confusion blanket my thoughts The struggles to clear the mind were fruitless. He told me no different Yet acted indifferent. Spinning madly, wildly out of control until my mind could think no more. The arms I longed for offered no comfort. A ship without a captain; yet I sat the boat a sail. The compass offered no destination; There my heart was; Roaming restlessly upon the sea. Looking to the stars for guidance to a port that was safe and familiar. *feign
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“Sexy P.H. & Jersey Boy”
Level 9
Since: Mar 12
For Your Blessings On Me
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Its true that we dont know what we've got until we lose it,but its also true that we dont know what we've been missing untill it arrives!!!!
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Level 5
Since: Dec 12
Location hidden
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Love walked alone. The rocks cut her tender feet, And the brambles tore her fair limbs. There came a companion to her, But, alas, he was no help, For his name was heart's pain. -Stephen Crane
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Anonymous
Brisbane, Australia
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Check_ Your_ Pulse wrote: I glanced upon him Once, twice, three times...... I grew fond of him Yet did not feigned my words as others did before me I longed to know him as he was; not what he projected others; he maintained his artificial appearance so no one could see his vulnerability; And I loved him all the more for it. I longed to pull him into my bosom and whisper sweet love into his ear. I longed to assure him I too knew vulnerability; for we were cut from the same garment. A desire to nurture him came from deep within the recesses of my mind and my body but he would not allow it. Overcome with desire I wanted to feel his naked flesh; his body gently pressed into mine. Longing madly for the comfort of his arms The consistency of his words. My mind became clouded with the trivial, chatting of others; Until the chatting sat wildly in my head Playing over and over and once again. Confusion blanket my thoughts The struggles to clear the mind were fruitless. He told me no different Yet acted indifferent. Spinning madly, wildly out of control until my mind could think no more. The arms I longed for offered no comfort. A ship without a captain; yet I sat the boat a sail. The compass offered no destination; There my heart was; Roaming restlessly upon the sea. Looking to the stars for guidance to a port that was safe and familiar. I'm sorry that the world turns round turns its back on your back while the heavens frown rain washes while your sorrows drown in the mire like desire baited breath broken down I'm knocking and there's no one home save the mice and the spiders and your old lonesome gloam tantalize me with your vacant stare run your fingers through your wayward hair it's the ghosts that you fight vanquish day like a knight in the night of a day like an empty sight soaking in your sweaty bones casket hanger on handsome loan tickling tightrope beneath your feet deadly dance unto defeat social icicle confectionary sweet suckling on a shriveled teat torn and tattered blue and beat frozen forgotten like a fire's retreat and I'd hold your hand kicking sand in the gutters catching wind on a breeze and I've lost myself in a kitten's sneeze your twisted embers blazing blazing like the starlight cutting clear though heaven I'm sorry that the world turns round turns its back on your back while the heavens frown rain washes while your sorrows drown in the mire like my desire baited breath broken down let the last one down let it down let me down and so I sing your praise weather worn prayer and phrase you who are most beautiful as you look into my eyes I fear the beauty and I fear the angel's cries cursed coward's heart collapsing down on me never knowing life or what I'm meant to be I hear the words of a poem in your soul tell them to the world like the lights burn bright and slow If I could kiss your fingers and let all of heaven know I beg your friendship and I ask you not to go
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Level 5
Since: Dec 12
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DeVINE KNIGHT wrote: <quoted text> I'm sorry that the world turns round turns its back on your back while the heavens frown rain washes while your sorrows drown in the mire like desire baited breath broken down I'm knocking and there's no one home save the mice and the spiders and your old lonesome gloam tantalize me with your vacant stare run your fingers through your wayward hair it's the ghosts that you fight vanquish day like a knight in the night of a day like an empty sight soaking in your sweaty bones casket hanger on handsome loan tickling tightrope beneath your feet deadly dance unto defeat social icicle confectionary sweet suckling on a shriveled teat torn and tattered blue and beat frozen forgotten like a fire's retreat and I'd hold your hand kicking sand in the gutters catching wind on a breeze and I've lost myself in a kitten's sneeze your twisted embers blazing blazing like the starlight cutting clear though heaven I'm sorry that the world turns round turns its back on your back while the heavens frown rain washes while your sorrows drown in the mire like my desire baited breath broken down let the last one down let it down let me down and so I sing your praise weather worn prayer and phrase you who are most beautiful as you look into my eyes I fear the beauty and I fear the angel's cries cursed coward's heart collapsing down on me never knowing life or what I'm meant to be I hear the words of a poem in your soul tell them to the world like the lights burn bright and slow If I could kiss your fingers and let all of heaven know I beg your friendship and I ask you not to go The Woman -Original CYP Now a woman she walked through the rain just to smell the honey suckles Just as she had done as a child Their sweet aroma beckoning to her; As they sat there entangled on the hillside. Twas the women who lye among them Nestled in their entanglement Tenderly she removed the stem with her slender fingers; Placed it upon her lips and sucked all its nectar. The child was renewed Singing with the rain Naked among the healing properties Created by energy Of the all knowing mother The child returned to her as a babe Suckling life’s energy from her bosom Mother’s tender touch renewing the energy Of her precious babe Mother’s sweet nectar Removing the poisons Reducing fever in the babe’s heart That burned for the mother’s love It was received and it was given The woman rolled among the honey suckle Rained fell among the mother’ tears Her love carried by the wind The child comfortable sleeping Energy of the mother’ loves Transferred to the suckling the babe As she sang whispered songs of life A poem of strength A poem of renewal A poem of Tulips A poem of laughter A poem of joyous tears A poem of the world’s follies A poem of beauty and love A poem of the woman
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