Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#627 Dec 31, 2012
Life bids me a cloud reader
this is the high that I reside
pronounced as profound....sound.
notice the .dots..... illustrated
once the darkness illuminates
all pieces of the puzzle
put into place
as if perfection is but mastered
the music was all around us
all we did was simply listen
.she..... yes.....she.
slipped on identical headphones
a perfect fit to my ears
both bobbing our heads
to the same rhythm
Siamese cadence
united by muse
enchanted by chance
dual keys to twin locks
both stars aligned as if fate
lead by curious touch
jealousy bloomed thru distant eyes
obliged by desire
sweeping us into a sea of serenity
.she..... would prance "as if"
she couldn't be bothered
but my heart broke thru tears
as did hers

stripped of verbose need
we kissed in hotel guise
camera shy shadows by instant light
metaphors implored more
about the floor of fictional disguise
sourced by resourceful romance
finger snaps..... hearty love making
assured because of the answer
from the question that lead us to this point
lead by ball point bliss
the beginning of our love ballad
all the ingredients
to the perfect recipe
that only we know how to
properly mix.

“Happy Halloween”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

Witches Brew

#628 Dec 31, 2012
A part of you has grown in me and so i say its you and me together.never to part maybe in distance but never in heart...:O)
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#629 Jan 1, 2013
This particular one
black and white
vintage feel as our love
once was
faded by the time,
I found this
once again
a pause before the kiss
that reminded me
we wouldn't last
after this was
taken
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#630 Jan 1, 2013
eighty-nine
thousand
nine hundred-three
of
all
thoughts
that I feel
:::continues:::
to flee through the ears
as I listen to you
holding on
to you
your tears, tear a hole
through the living room floor
beneath dimmed light
fragile heart murmurs
hedonistic neglect
we promised to leave those
things in the past
but other truths surface ever so
kindly along the cling of kisses
lingering nigh, over yonder
where the mood-ridden skies
paint a different starry map
searching that ripe mango
from the batch of the best
wishing you all the best
even though the worst might find you first
plucking second and third breaths
from your gasps, as you run into a
crowded room
filled with broken dreams
and sprinklers that rain....

...it rains...

because you're sad, baby
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#631 Jan 1, 2013
Loose interpretations
left near the remote control
where used condoms
reside
...I silently step outside
light up a joint
and let the smoke roll from
out my lungs

*exhale*

the rain is still falling
her body continues to call me
from afar, from the bedroom
a climatic bloom, staying tune
united fumes... her womb's squirting
to the flirting of my tongue
amidst the moment
rain still falling
her quoting Marvin Gaye
saying she sure loves to ball
spreading her legs
telling to fuck her one more time
balcony view
bird's eye view, last drag
flick the butt, turn her over
lick her butt for good measure
while her moans reminds me
she's good so long as I keep
pushing her orgasms to the limit
it's now dusk of dawn
and it's still raining
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#632 Jan 1, 2013
Valkyrie tithes paid the price
in this frank love on and off affair
cautious strands roped into ribbons
like honed braids upon a head that shoulders
nothing but secrets and confessions
this becomes the bridge of burden
that hurts even more than a promise
for certain; and I'm for certain
she's worth it, compulsively
thus, an impulse to be
a short depiction of fairytale
bled from the bedroom that leaked
bliss by the gallons
I feathered her wounded wing
told her that I would shoulder her every tear
she wept like church woes
said that it hurt so to disclose
the lessons she's come to know
I palmed her hand, assured her triumph
beheading the past serpents
lurking in her backyard; she thanked me
with a smile too weak to shine
but it was more than enough to inform me
that she would heal soon
bags packed at the door, her shoes at her heels
kicking last year's dust out of the front door
caught a bus to a place that even I
didn't know of
sent a postcard, telling me the weather was
nice, plus her muse for painting
came back to her, currently sketching
a photo of her and I...
...smiling...
for each other
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#633 Jan 1, 2013
Quadrant questioning that questions the
inquisitive

Common chaos is a breath of fresh air indeed

wearing downtrodden dialect as a garment

Farm out fancy rebuttals for proof of penance

hark the humility & hoist humbled hymns

Hedonism helms a prison for the given and
dismissed

Produce pleads for seeds, allotted in constant
trance

Sculpt a hidden dance for the apex of a secrecy

lost in a language, generating a newer glyph

convalescent excellence to neglect a bigger
negligence

Exit to the left while detecting a deeper breadth

aphotic atrocities prompting phonics provoking
depth

More-so meager readings recording eager esoteric
elegies

Merged in medley: Mexican stand-off matrix mayhem

Tape the pillaged worm across the tattoo of
tempted tolerance

And paint millions of spermatozoa across the spine
of a willing temptress

Touching the epic empress while the empire ducks
and dodges

Impending evolutions revolting reverence &
revelation

“Spell out the word: E-J-A-C-U-L-A-T-I-O-N”

Only to 'cum' even closer to the conclusion of a
dry climax

Silence young man! Clean up your room, stop
leaving those sticky towelettes at the bottom of
the hamper

Switch to nursery urgent novelty wordplay:

Stamina grammar jam packed with amateurs
mastering the factors that act upon the actions

Flaccid acidic validity rapidly ravishing
authorial actors

Hotter flashes burying ashes in casket filled with
bastards

-Whew-.......Fuck,

Speed up and catch your breath
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#634 Jan 1, 2013
Shades of gray, in the stars of darkness

A fallen tear ripples through the night

A matured, dusty road - wandering

Blindly In search of my soul’s moon light



The echoes past, I dare not address

For fear of shadows engulfing me

Slivers of vanished moments – reveals

The meadow by the old willow tree



A kiss, a touch, the awakened mist

Reflections on the silvery wake

The grave mere of profusion - wafting

Reels of silhouettes across the lake



In smooth gasping moments, I ponder

The cool, wavering blindness below

Silencing of the nights music – rings

New memories of reprieve bestow.......

NB:-- Storyline: This can be taken metaphorically or literally. One walks down a matured, dusty road in search of ones self; running from ones past shadows or old memories overtaking them.

Reflecting on memories like a movie reel by a meadow lake. So alone and lost, left with only one choice but to literally drown ones memories.

~DeVine.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#635 Jan 1, 2013
Trust is a bond,

One that must be acquired

Over a number of rough times.

And you, my dear,

Have only earned

A one-way trip out of my life.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#636 Jan 2, 2013
You feel with what your fingertips
would brush, with cocked brow
ravishing over painted lips.

You feel with what your gazing eyes
would see, with stolen glances
among the starlit skies.

It was you, at every turn,
with your soft heated breath,
enflames desire in which I yearn.

It was you, beneath the night
skies, who molded flesh against
flesh, becoming my guiding light.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#637 Jan 2, 2013
At night I dream of you,
Coming to be by my side.
I see your silhouette at first;
I watch your calm, quick glide.

Vivid images;
Pictures in my mind.
My night's love, my passion;
All in you I shall find.

Once again, you'll whisper to me,
"Hello, my dear. "
Your touch eases me,
Removing any fear.

Your gaze meets mine;
The warm look in your eyes,
It melts my heart. From now on
Nothing but blue skies!

Tonight you romance me;
Our bodies entwine.
You enter; I gasp!
Our souls combine.

A touch here, a tickle there,
It enthralls me; I am captivated.
Our bodies move, the motion constant;
My body's completely activated.

Throughout the night
Our passion flows,
Coming together,
My emotion grows.

For you, in dreams,
Oh, how I care.
But when morning comes,
I am left in despair.

Anther night gone and passed.
I awake in ecstasy all alone.
For you visit at night; In dreams you come.
And I dread the coming of a new dawn.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#638 Jan 2, 2013
The sweet taste of love
Still lingers in my mind
A succulent tasty morsel
A treasure worth its find

A wet and juicy fruit
That fills my mouth with joy
Like candy to a baby
An edible sexy toy

With nectar sweet as honey
A syrup of flowing silk
Like a bubbly kind of lava
As smooth as warm clear milk

It breathes with scented oils
Like a flower in the mist
And blossoms when caressed
By the feel of a lover's kiss

A dessert at its very best
When embraced with lots of love
I know I'll never get enough
Of this treat I'm thinking of
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#639 Jan 3, 2013
FORGIVE ALL BUT SOME FORGIVING LIKE JESUS

ICE QUEEN MEDUSA

EVIL PEOPLE........PURE-EVIL

HEARTLESS BLESSINGS IN IGNORANCE UNINSURED LOSS KILLER

CURIOSITY ECLIPSE OF LOVE LOVE IS GONE

LOVE ANALYSIS MY TRUE LOVE FOR YOU TRUE MAGICAL LOVE TRUE LOVE IN HEART RARE TRUE LOVE

TRUE LOVE CAN NEVER HURT MISSING HURTS HURTS SO DEEP I HIDE MY HURTS

REPEATED HURTING VICIOUS CIRCLE DEMONS OF DARKNESS SENRYU :

DARK PAIN DARK PAIN DARKNESS DARK COLOURS

VICTORY OF DARKNESS DARK FORCES SUN AND WATER THE SUN

LOVE AND SUNLIGHT SUNFLOWER AND SUN SETTING SUN SINKING SUN SUNSET AND LIFE

EVERLASTING SUNSET SUNSET

MISCARRIAGES OF DREAMS OUR DREAMS PARADOXICAL DREAMS

TREE OF HATRED TREE OF LOVE FLOW OF LOVE KINDNESS AND MERCY

HYPOCRITES UTTER HOPELESSNESS PAST PAIN PAST IN A PINEBOX?

EVERLASTING PAST GHOSTS FROM THE PAST DON'T WANT TO WAKE UP IMMORTAL LOVE

IN LOVE WITH YOU TO BE EVERGREEN TREE LOSING LEAVES FALLING LEAF MIND READING?!!

BETRAYAL OF MIND WAVES AND THOUGHTS OUR THOUGHTS UNTOUCHABLE LOVE,

LIFE AND ETERNITY BORROWED TIME REASONS TO LIVE ON

I WANT TO KNOW LOOK AFTER YOUR HEART PAIN IN THE HEART AGONY OF HEART

LOVERS OF HEART WINNING HEART FOOTPRINTS IN THE HEART

DEPTH OF HEART IN LOVING

LOYALTY HEAVEN AND HELL

A MIRACLE RECURRING DEATH WARM GLOW

MY LOVE FOR YOU A GOD GIVEN GIFT

LOTUS AND WASP SILENCE A BIRD AND THE MOON

LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP WHAT IS FRIENDSHIP?

FRIENDS GOOD FRIENDSHIP TRUE FRIENDS FRIEND IN NEED A PEARL IN HEART?!!

JUST BE A FRIEND TOGETHER FOR THE LAST TIME

LAST MESSAGE LAST WISH........

~DeVine.

“Happy Halloween”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

Witches Brew

#640 Jan 3, 2013
Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they'll love you back.Dont expect love in return,just wait for it to grow in their heart,but if it doesnt be content it grew in yours...Yes so true..

Since: Aug 09

Location hidden

#641 Jan 3, 2013
What a dumbazz ^^^^^

Rotflmao !
Sweetie-Pie

Miami, FL

#642 Jan 3, 2013
What a dumber dumbazz ^^^^

Rothflmao !

“Happy Halloween”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

Witches Brew

#643 Jan 3, 2013
yes LB I was at one time ...have learned alot lately..Have a great night..

Being with no one is better than being with the wrong ones.Sometimes those who fly solo have the strongets wings...
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#644 Jan 3, 2013
Princess Hey wrote:
yes LB I was at one time ...have learned alot lately..Have a great night..
Being with no one is better than being with the wrong ones.Sometimes those who fly solo have the strongets wings...
OMG.....you're here again.....

please GO AWAY!!!
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#645 Jan 3, 2013
My lips were buds of innocence until you
came one day
And drew a fountain from my heart and
careless went your way,

My lips were hungry, eager flowers curved
in ecstatic bliss
To gather the soft sweetness of my next
lover’s kiss.

My lips were luscious ripeness of a crushed
and poisoned vine
When you bent your lips upon me and my soft
ones clung to thine

My lips are withering fading flowers, full
weary unto death
Dew without moisture is thy kiss; wind
without heat thy breath.

A fugitive tear wells up from my eyes and
is secretly, silently shed.
Are lips that once were innocent, so
withered, so parched, so dead?
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#646 Jan 3, 2013
I want to write
I want to write the songs of my people.
I want to hear them singing melodies in the dark.
I want to catch the last floating strains from their sob-torn
throats.
I want to frame their dreams into words; their souls into
notes.
I want to catch their sunshine laughter in a bowl;
fling dark hands to a darker sky
and fill them full of stars
then crush and mix such lights till they become
a mirrored pool of brilliance in the dawn.

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