JUST SEX and POETRY
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4559 Dec 1, 2012


As a flower that has

Beautiful wings that

Drift art into the absent

Space----

As a tiny glow worm

That lights the giant

Of the night’s sky ---

As the wood pecker’s

Incessant pecking

On a tree like drift

Wood art ---

As an art of the

Earth worm, that

Remains true to the

Earth, glued into its

Frescoes of rejuvenating

The earth ----



I remain glued to you

Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4560 Dec 1, 2012
You left your body in applause ---

Waiting and Wanting and Wishing,

May be it’s the feeling it evokes,

Mesmeric call of intimacy…

A dream lasts like a long distance call---

A voyage reminds the voices have lived,

Intermingled, and assured of deeper feeling;

A seduction like a live wire remains

After the voices have intimately made love…

Voices---they cut off abruptly----

Credits kill them!

Intimacy remains on lips in the loins,

Intimacy pierces the heart

and swells It with blood….

Love lasts through voices---

Evoked, refulgent and poetic

Like hibernetic chronicles!

“ROCK ON ROCKERS!!”

Level 8

Since: Mar 11

Rockin' USA ;)

#4561 Dec 1, 2012
Knight DeVine wrote:
You left your body in applause ---
Waiting and Wanting and Wishing,
May be it’s the feeling it evokes,
Mesmeric call of intimacy…
A dream lasts like a long distance call---
A voyage reminds the voices have lived,
Intermingled, and assured of deeper feeling;
A seduction like a live wire remains
After the voices have intimately made love…
Voices---they cut off abruptly----
Credits kill them!
Intimacy remains on lips in the loins,
Intimacy pierces the heart
and swells It with blood….
Love lasts through voices---
Evoked, refulgent and poetic
Like hibernetic chronicles!
Adrian, You make my heart SMILE!!! The chicks of Offbeat think you are COOL CAT!!!
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4562 Dec 2, 2012
Colorado Chick wrote:
<quoted text> Adrian, You make my heart SMILE!!! The chicks of Offbeat think you are COOL CAT!!!
Thanks Sweetie,
tell 'em, sit here and listen up.
Any number of awful things could
happen to anyone of us.

What I usually do is
choose just one.
Play it out in my head for days
like episodes of a TV series which only
I see.

I write the script.
When it comes to worry, baby,
I'm ambitious.
All I need is a symptom of some
sort and the rest writes itself;
tests, results, tears, hugs...

All I need is a symptom of some
sort,
an hour unaccounted-for or
misinterpreted words.
Then the ideas start to flow.

I'm ambitious.
I've got the prime-time shows.
There I'll be, not visibly
Trembling, but inside shaking
from side to fearful side.

I'll be captivated by it.
Consumed.
I'll have no choice but to keep
tuning in.

Any number of awful things
could happen to anyone of us.
And there are many doing
something similar.
Playing out their worries
and fears in their heads.

Knowledge of it doesn't help.
But I wonder, do they put as
much effort into it as I do ?

Like I said, I'm ambitious,
I'm going for the big money.
Hoping for the one big break
Rockin' with the Offbeat Crew.

Like I said darlin'.... so are you !
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4563 Dec 2, 2012
From pain of long disease
the face is spider-webbed.
Below the waist, the ebbed
flesh has contracted to
thin shadow-shapes, and these
shaped shadows peter out
in nothings, in grey dream...

Above the waist there sprout
things bushy, things that seem
like thin thickets of bamboo.
The rotted hands are thin
and every piece and part -
lips, knees and nails and heart,
are smashed and battered in.

The moon is up today.
The day-moon in the sky
with sickly feeble ray,
dim as an unlit candle.
And somewhere far away,
lifting its muzzle high
a great white dog gives tongue...

From desolation wrung
its desolation flows
along the empty road,
cry upon anguished cry.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4564 Dec 2, 2012
Doggy me
she said
Because in this position
I feel you best
and I'm reassured you crave me
ass up, head down
and I don't feel as married
not that I have much guilt
when it comes to taking in
all your inches deeper still
while the past week's thoughts
sexual aggressions are carried out
inside of me
breathing in the smell of your cotton sheets
while my knees dig into your carpet
fingers kneading your pillow
(how did I end up like this again?)
that I'll leave my scent on
for you to use later tonight
when you stroke one off in remembrance.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4565 Dec 2, 2012
Not until the dark night sings to you
Of day's light and the sweet sound of bird's song

Rings true of the sight of the green grass
And the tired pasture's touch of the sun's hand

And the clouds feel nought
But the frost bite shall you begin

To speak of the love's joy
Vibrating through your timed flesh.

Not until the death's breath tells
Of longed for loves and the bruise of reason

Blues into the hollow eyes
And the foul taste of dark deeds

Bleeds in the bile of the emptying wound
And the last kiss on the traitor's brow

Shall you begin to scream of the love's joy
Echoing through your opening soul.

Not until the spilling seed drowns
And all the tongues of torment cease to toll

And the winds of change echoing down
The stillborn valley ride to their end

And each and every dark-dawned day
Wakens with a black-haired whore

Shall you begin to sing of the love's joy
Pulsating through your deep blessed veins.

Not until the spent eyes dream
Of heaven's bliss and deaf ears, hear

The angel's harp and the swaggering hip
Drags like a broken hope

And each and every blue-eyed girl
Moans of her vacant womb and the torn babe's cry

And all the spinning lies
Ride off to their doom

Shall you begin to shout of the joy's love
Gliding through your secret heart.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4566 Dec 2, 2012
I heard tell once that
The universe, all of it,
Was the result of a
Conflict between fire
And ice,
But I believe it’s
Between intelligence
And ignorance,
Perfection,
And fallibility,
Between
Transcendence
And lies,
Between the creation
We are privy to,
And what is beyond,
Between
The fiction of reality
And the truth fighting
It’s way through the
Hog shit piled high.

I heard tell once that
The world is fair, kind,
Perhaps even just,
But we all know that’s
A lie, when the mind’s eye
Is flawed, how else can
It be.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4567 Dec 2, 2012
I see you drip into another misery--

I'm sorry to say but pure pleasure for me
as warm beads of the morning shower
drip down your spine, gather at your lower back
to a wet tongue down your thigh.

and I find you breathtaking.

but it's there.

I know it's back.

the sadness
waving flags behind your eyes.

you tell me not to feed you.

to allow the aphasia time to hunger.

and I want your mouth so badly
your words to yell or to whisper or to denounce
the always heavy girl of your every thought.

I love you. I love you. I love you. I love

but not enough to starve the young thing
the pigtailed freckled beauty
sleeping below your skin--

you wrap a towel quickly around your nudity
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4568 Dec 2, 2012
I wanted to tell you about the jeweled orbs
the juice
the sticky nectarine feast
the sangria sky

I wanted to sing you a song
of cold deep plunge
swimming in the spring stars
the shivering
the floating like flying

I wanted to bring you
a pink and purple and yellow bouquet
show you my parade
give you my surplus

But I was stuck in traffic
with news of war and injustice
the usual degradations
so I come to you reduced
a sad shadow
requesting a cold beer
and the darkest corner

“Want A Friend, Be One”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

Smiling :o) all the way....

#4569 Dec 2, 2012
The way you make me feel is something I cant even explain!!!!
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4570 Dec 2, 2012
Round the storm winds
Blow, with the peculiar
Violence that only nature
Is privy to, something
Like a revolution to
The natural order,
Destroying the landscape
To bring forth something new,
Because the old ways
Cannot last forever.

It is the unseen empire
Whose influence lasts
Through the centuries,
Whose aim is to twist
Human nature to its
Whims, but one day,
Perhaps soon, we will
Grow wise to chains
Unfelt around our necks,
Cast them to our feet,
Storm into the sleeping
Masters' chambers
And paint the walls with
Their blood and leave
Their houses in flames,
Realize responsibility
For destiny is in our hands,
Because the old ways
Cannot last forever.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4571 Dec 2, 2012
No, no, the ring heightens the pleasure, boy,
its bite is meant to help you find the joy
manifest in pain; it helps me too, of course,
keeps you in a manly way once the source
of your sanguinity’s been forgotten.
Don’t cry; I too was an ugly, rotten,
spoiled little snipe once, thighs shut so tight
not even a flea could wriggle in quite
far enough to snatch a bite—but then I met
the sweet-tongued charioteer, and he set
me straight about men and women: how each fat
finger, each gnawed and broken nail that
shone pink through the cracks, even the moist, white
centers of both my palms could excite
him; and as his lips grazed from each to each
softly, well, yes, I believed he could teach
me things about love. And so he did,
and so I know: that to endure, we must bid
for the right to cause one another such
pain as human love is; that its touch
is craved by all; that with practice, your
nails can grow hard and sharp—before
long, you too will understand, my sweet:
See? Even now your joy drips on the sheet.

(These ladies must have pillows,
And beds by strangers wrought;
Give me a bower of willows
Of moss and leaves unbought.)

—Campion, "I Care Not For These Ladies"
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4572 Dec 2, 2012
Touch me
when I'm not looking.
Touch me
when you think
I'm asleep.

I try to hide
my quivering eyelids
for they want to open
and show
the presence of you.

Just as you believe
I am drifting
further into ‘somnia,
I relax and let go
having faith
in your intentions.

Your skin on me

skin on skin
quivering flesh
and tenderness.
I cannot help
but squirm
a little
and my disguise of sleep
is no longer
in session.

Barely recognizing
I'm fully awake
and hoping to stay
out from the covers.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4573 Dec 2, 2012
She, whispered first....
then moaned to me
"kiss me Adrian,
with your hababero fire
biting my lips
inflamed by my hunger

blister my tongue
with your Serrano sweat
skin flushing cayenne
as the torrid tip
of your
hot banana pepper
poised,
impassioned
pulsing poblano piques
and carribean jerks
toward the acrid anticipation
of burning me alive

in a fevered inferno
boiling over
'til drops
of your salty satisfaction
roll
from
my chin......

I'm wet for you DeVine baby.!"
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4574 Dec 2, 2012
take, have
sleep together
make out
get laid, have sex
know, do it
do the deed
know intimately
have intercourse,
sexual relations
exchange of fluids
carousal, arousal
a casual carousel
of soft unreal
of now now now
have it away,
have it off
undress, reveal
revel and raw appeal
get off, get on,
get under
screw, fuck, jazz
eff, hump
lie with, sleep with
leave in the morning
walk of shame,
slink away
no breakfast today
bed, bang
boom boom
back to my room
eighties miscreant tune
get it on
take, leave
come on,
come down
get down
down and dirty
down and desperate
mercy shag
mind blowing
yes; yes; yes; YES
shake and bake
I'm cumming
back off
procreate
destroy, distort
take.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4575 Dec 2, 2012
^
^
^
^
^
^
my tongue explores
un folding flesh
dipping into warm valleys
rising over smooth crests
circling the head of a butterfly
lapping at the orchids petals
my tongue explores
shallow sultry pools
coming
back with the taste
of omega 3 and honeyed nectar
^
^
^
^
^
^
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4576 Dec 2, 2012
(She......)

I do it because I can
because I've had enough
of men's bullshit and lies
opening my thighs
for their endless wet dreams
and I just want to scream
while I grab a handful of nuts
and wrench them as hard as I can...

goddamn know-it-all
egotistical pricks—
you picked the wrong bitch
to mess with

don't mistake my red-lipped smile
for something you can hold in your hand
there's a full set of fangs behind
this Revlon #9
so don't fucking stand there
and try to tell me what time it is

I've handled plenty of cocks before
and I know exactly
how to pull the trigger
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4577 Dec 2, 2012
Little fundamental
Christian girl, you’re giving me
a fundamentalist arousal.
I’m afraid that Amishy
dress betrays you at every curve.
I want your dark
braids in my teeth,
the same braids that shake
when you get worked
up over age-old contradictions.
Your face is beautiful
with your head lowered
toward the book you always carry,
but can words really
answer for all of this?
And your body so
deliciously virginal,
girlish beneath
those thick home-made folds.
The more you cover up the
more alluring you become,
and you can just forget
about hiding from evolution.
Our fates are locked together
like our bodies in my dream,
where only a lightning bolt
could come between us, and leave us
like this,
heads bowed
over desks,
cutting up
our piglets with a savage zeal.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4578 Dec 2, 2012
there is a photograph of Carrie
wearing a white thong bikini
that barely covers a body
molded by the gods & fine tuned
by the devil.

when I look at the photograph on a good day
I want to untie the strings of her bikini
with my teeth & let it drop to her feet
& spoil her by pleasing her as I know I can
like no man or woman before me or those
who might follow me could ever do.

& that is not bragging but confidence
because I have (if nothing else)
proven I am good in bed.

but if I look at that photograph on a bad day
which outnumber the good days of late
I know she is not a woman who would be attracted
to an older man
especially a beat-up, worn out 1% biker/poet like me
& though I am thankful for those who are
I am tired of one night stands & brainless conversations
after we are finished sexually.

those are the days, the bad days
when I realize my nights are only going
to get longer & lonelier & as sleep eludes me
I will wonder where the summer days of my youth
have gone.

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