JUST SEX and POETRY

“Best Friends”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

I Love The Color Purple

#4996 Dec 15, 2012
Go for someone whos not only proud and glad to have you,but will also take every risk and effort just to be with you.!!!!
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#4997 Dec 15, 2012
To you I wouldst lift mine veil...
and await you within
my refugium tent of silk,
with but little resistance,
with but much trust
though hesitate betrays
a shyness of own will....
which in your presence
would be gusted away
like wind on dust......

My orchid dews
with musky cream
for thoughts of you
and distant dreams...

Its center swells
with heat engorged,
its need unquelled
awaiting more...

Petaled lips, those
lingually teased -
passionate moans
in ecstasy seized.

You tell me that you envy
the satin sheets and tissues
that catch what should be yours,
and wish that pearly issue
could anoint and cause you sighs...

Long awake at night,
you imagine the liquid heat,
that fires your deepest inner goddness' seat..
once again you feel that longing
to be made my woman,
and ache for that sacred moment...
and my pearly tissue issue,
that makes you sigh and moan...
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#4998 Dec 15, 2012
You feed me mussles, one by one
and invite me to lap at their
heady, vulvian likeness
- kiss their juices from my chin...

Then later, you serve me figs
teased open with my tongue,
as you let me scoop and suckle
at velvet secrets within..

Later, a bit of Belgien chocolate
first warmed upon your tongue
shared with mine and melted more
hints at pleasures to cum...

Ah, but the coupe de finesse
you offer me last, your own...
a honeyed dessert, warm and sweet
that needs but the final kiss..

- the cream,
whipped by ecstasy mine...

Oh, if it be of fig,
your dress under it I would coyly peek..
And of the delights I there would seek.
would be your jewels, no less!

You have a secret treasure box
to hide your jewels within..
There a fit deVine so fine,
with dark rose velvet lined...

You tell me, my love,
that I will find no locks.
there the scent reminds of heaven,
Musky, dark, and sweetly welling...
It is much like I,
from soft to hard and swelling!

Ah, but you have seen my gift, but
None so sweet of yours, yet have I.

~DeVine.

Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#4999 Dec 15, 2012
How I long to bathe in the essence of you..

How I yearn to feel your weight upon my body,

Crushed under the wetness, so deliciously surrendered..

The gates of your secret garden, no longer closed, forlorn..

Open only for me, and the holder of the key..

As I enter gently, I hear your pleas, as your legs embrace my hips...

Erect and throbbing I fill you with all of me..

Let me hold you in my arms, as we soar ever higher to realms of ecstasy unknown..

Beyond the connubial bliss of earthly desires fired, still, I want to fill you with all of me.

How I long to bathe in your sacred essence and surrender my soul,

Only you, have given me the key to realms of ecstasy unknown...

I so desire you to entwine your legs around me,

Just as our souls entwine, and spiral like thousands of twinkling diamond stars..

How I ache to feel me deep inside of you, one with my heart,

Our bodies finally merged as are our souls, and intoxicate on the blend..Of our essences creating a unique perfume...Heady, musky and sweet..

Oh, to feel you on me, impaled immobile - to feel the grind and force of loving thrusts...

Each urgency climbing higher..to visualize it, is almost ecstasy itself..the moment of ultimate trust between such souls as you and I.

How I long for that sacred moment when with throbbing pulses ours,..You hold your breath as you savour my gift of my purest of me, my essence.

The ultimate blissful pleasure!..I would be held captive with your most intimate muscles, until every pearl of me was yours.. greedly treasured, precious jewel.

I would then kiss away your tears of joy, as my own wash my eyes with the same happiness....of being one with you.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#5000 Dec 15, 2012
I am not my sister!

I cannot be my brother!

I am definitely not yours!

therefore I am born of....

water, fish gills and plankton

I am narcissistic

egoistic...slightly masochistic

an erring sadistic streak

I am vain

hypocritical.....superficial

with illusions of grandeur

(the kind that accompany those moments of nervous hypermania.)

Invunerable, I am, but not to death, or beauty, or passion, or whateverthefuck.

I can read and write, and do read and write, but only for myself...

I am private and very honest, but only when masquerading as someone else

I am an idealist, in love with a realist, in love with a.....

I mean I am a serious kind of guy in love with a comedian...

Everything Is Association.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#5001 Dec 15, 2012
My phallic intuition is perverted..
to a ruthless precision.

The heat is fermenting the sugar in my blood-wine
tightening my erect vessels with alcoholic indecency..

I lie here naked, hard, and pink head throbbing

Plucking grasses impulsively

Subconscious of the harrowing bees

That matters not...

Dasies, ducks, and promised fucks...half submerged damsels,

In chaste lakes,

Come, undress, spread all over...

I am tired of sleeping with vanity..
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#5003 Dec 15, 2012
A rainbow of harmonies, filled with ecstasy...

Poetry without words or rhymes, pulsating southes the soul.

Voices as sweet as a ripe plum in spring...the rhythm rocks to the beat that never stops...

Sings through your mind like a gentle breeze, wipes away your thoughts..caresses your ear..

Flings emotion like paint on to a wall..

Lost in the blare of the bass...drowns out the noise...flying high, feeling good..

Grabs hold of you, trickles over the core of our senses...Hips moving...

Echoes through the caverns of our mind, a message of the heart transmitted to the soul..

A world you make and control in your mind..

Jam-packing the room with sound, as raw as the hamburger-steak in your fridge..

Elevating and transporting us along...awakens you to the real world, makes your chestexplode with passion...lets your emotions write the lines..

Throws you down, so loud you almost can't bear it...steadies the beat of the heart...

Personality expressed through song, crazed beats echo into the night...

An escape to a different world, fucks you hard, draws you into yourself..

Ecstatic moments of timeless feeling, takes you hostage and doesn't let you go..

A violent force, flows like falling rain, each chord helps to feed the fire...

We let the music make us high...speakers throbbing

A slap in the face...traveling along the headphones....to the heart of me!
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#5005 Dec 15, 2012
PESCreation wrote:
<quoted text>
Popcorn
Hmmmm,
LB - that's the best idea you've come up with ...
Hello Adrian
;~)
Now?
You just let me know ... when.
OK?
:)
Hi Trish
:~)

Okay....Now is a good time,

just say when.
OK ?

Since: Aug 09

Location hidden

#5008 Dec 15, 2012
Hey Adrian Assdrainingfrommen,

Where are my plagerized poems? Where are my non existant emails to you with dates?

Rotflmao

Hey , have you been luring innocent women and asking them a TON of questions to blackmail them lately ? Like .... What's your full name ? Where do you work ? Where does your husband work ? What's his name ? Send me naked photos ... Here's all my ( fake nakeed photos)... Yeah it's really me even though my body type changes along with my hair color , height, and penis size .... But really it's me... A 24 yr old. College student ...( ummmmm old man pretending to be young)... Oh but that's my name really . Yep ... Adrian Knight from Brisbane . Sorry you can't find me on school records or the web . I'm a secret agent for a random site I can't disclose .

Rotflmao !
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#5011 Dec 15, 2012
Footnote:-

Pieces of a past
That are crumbling fragments
Desperately trying to find
The common theme

I have to let go
Of every illusion
That is holding me back
From expressing truth

To have the courage
To stand naked
Is beautiful
My truth personified

Abolish the clutter in my mind
Make sense of the strange memories
Find peace among the dusty shards
Of shattered glass made of dreams

There was a time for exploration
A time for liberation
That led to unrest
To a thousand more honest questions posed

The ultimate journey
Is not to be taken lightly
Compassion is not only for the weak
Insanity is not only for the strong.
Ha Ha Ha

United States

#5012 Dec 16, 2012
DeVINE KNIGHT wrote:
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http://www.topix.com/forum/news/weird/TRJMGU8... #
When they look into your evil eyes, a coming catastrophe of earth and undiluted sighs,don't you feel that your eyes sometimes see so much light wounding
And slipping its hands right there, were thought turns into a firmament,of incendiary impulses in electric fusion...Atomic embrace of kiss and intense trembling, too unstable for our age of machine Cathedrals, Crackling, splitting, and spitting into each others mouth so slowley, a single an infinite pause of relentless creation.
Our entwined bodies so perversely embryonic, like a softly bristling olive branch smeared in a drunk goddess' prayer bleed from her lips.
Each unholy drop of viscous ferment sizzeling into ashes of our perpetual unbecoming, even as we lick each other's secret nucleus with hellish enegy and momentously mesmerized lilt of our obscenely squeezed thighs, breasts, and asses.
This agony of release your tongue draws from me as if my body were an incantation of mystery, undying phoenixes, and the second, third and endless cummings...suffusing your mouth and tracing the geological layers of our sweltering bodies in translucent motion, elemental quivers in the soil of your seismic heart and mine, how we endlessly cris-cross and addictively erase the erotically well-defined borders of this nakedly dangerous terrain again and again with our hands and our lips, on all fours, panting and perspiring profusely...blind geographers lost in the labyrinth of nuclear fire without exit.
Just call Me Betb
Mar 28, 2012
Judged:
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http://www.youtube.com/watch ...
Because of You
You were my pain
You were my fear
You were my laughter in the pain
you were the drama I will never ever forget
you were so beautiful in your chaos
I miss that ,to the depth of my soul
You knew how to give
You knew how to laugh
But you never knew How to love yourself
You knew how much I loved you, But not really
You prtended to be together when
You never were, you hide behind your laughs
which, I so needed and adored
My far away lover I miss you so very much
Why did you have to go away.....come back ?
I am left without your smile, your laughter your jokes you played on everyone.
I am not laughing now
Until I recall how YOU and your life essence
I miss you baby..... Beth
To My HOT MAN Adrian Devine
SHOULD BE ENOUGH MATERIAL ON THIS WEB SITE TO VINDICATE ME FROM ALL THE LIES YOU SPREAD ABOUT ME.
Now who's telling the TRUTH......Everyone here is awake up to you and your sarcasm and your raging jealousy, after being spurned by me after you were exposed as a Pathological and Psychopathic liar..........
Pseudologia fantastica, mythomania, or pathological lying are three of several terms applied by psychiatrists to the behavior of habitual or compulsive lying.
YOU ARE THE CLASSICAL, PATHETIC EXAMPLE, HERE ON TOPIX OFFBEAT
How many times does one have to tell her to go away before she finally goes away? She has severe abandonment issues.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#5015 Dec 16, 2012
Rosa
Jennings, LA
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Just call Me Beth wrote:

Devine, you are in my heart,
forever and ever..
I say i love you ,
it doesnt feel the same ,
new person same words ,
it’ll never mean shit.
i know…
I say im sorry ,
apologize over and over
your the only person i ever fell for.
Maybe i'll accept the fact
you hate me
but never will i ever forget
the pain i caused ..
i didnt cheat,
i know how it feels,
being betrayed
it hurts so much worse..
Accept me , im sorry.
I love you
i know…
i hurt you
Forgive me .
Because without you..
there’s nothing left of me.
B.Suhor.

...what a plagarist...bet your titties aren't real either...

Since: Aug 09

Location hidden

#5017 Dec 16, 2012
Wow ! What a weirdo . Anyone can type in words and "pretend" someone wrote that garbage . Seriously , this is a person that's very messed up .

Let's just say if this was true (so not) that would be his style to use women and shows he does try to use black mailing. Ladies , if you want to stay safe give no information about your self , employer , family , husband . He has a track record of harrassing any or all the above .

Please report this incendiary stuff .

“Smokin' Hot'n'Feelin' Groovy”

Level 9

Since: Apr 12

Here, There, and Everywhere,..

#5018 Dec 16, 2012
Words and Motions...
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#5019 Dec 16, 2012
Laura Beth wrote:
Wow ! What a weirdo . Anyone can type in words and "pretend" someone wrote that garbage . Seriously , this is a person that's very messed up .
Let's just say if this was true (so not) that would be his style to use women and shows he does try to use black mailing. Ladies , if you want to stay safe give no information about your self , employer , family , husband . He has a track record of harrassing any or all the above .
Please report this incendiary stuff .
Do you mean by definition, that degree of evidence which convinces the mind of any truth or fact, and produces belief;

Does your alleged "Proof" now become a test by facts or by arguments that induce, or tend to induce, certainty of the judgement; conclusive evidence; demonstration ?

Well do they ?

I think that they do.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#5020 Dec 16, 2012
Laura Beth wrote:
Wow ! What a weirdo . Anyone can type in words and "pretend" someone wrote that garbage . Seriously , this is a person that's very messed up .
Let's just say if this was true (so not) that would be his style to use women and shows he does try to use black mailing. Ladies , if you want to stay safe give no information about your self , employer , family , husband . He has a track record of harrassing any or all the above .
Please report this incendiary stuff .
As good is to evil, death is to life
While during the life cycle, you are just a pawn,
for a biger purpose
Yet, during the end of your days you start to take a step down
Down the road of endless dreams, your mind wanders
Soon your life will end, and you will have no control over this
Stepping out of the shadows taking you
You are not living, you shall not be missed.....
As you have allready been forgotten.
All of your possesions, your memories,
and your life have been displaced.
In this world they have no knowledge
of what lurks within the shadows
Once you have been assimilated, there is no turning back
Your mind is at a complete loss, nothing left to do but follow
And as you follow, there is no greater purpose.
Just lurking within the shadows, preying on the unsuspecting
Though there is no real acknowledgement of your doings
Someone will find out, soon enough.
And the feild will be destroyed
No purpose for being, no reason to be existent.

Slowly, your mind is going to be taken over by fear
And with this fear they will come!
Feeding of the fear that harnesses
the insecurities within your soul
While they slowly fade back into the shadows,
all will be lost
In an endless cycle this happens.
There is no stopping it, no acceptance,
Drones everywhere, marching around,
in the abysmal of lost souls
Within time you will be found, and forgotten
Do not doubt this, as it has happened time and time again
There is no future, only wandering mindlessly within this realm
Step inside of your mind,
and slowly find yourself lost with fear
You have no control of your, mind, body, or soul
It will be lost within a short period
Because within this world, of tyranny and way
There is nothing but fear, jealousy and hatred
You are no more, nothing in this time
Maybe, someday, if you do escape,
you will become something
Until then, prepare to be assimilated.

Read this well ..."Call me Beth"..,

AS IT IS INTENDED FOR YOU !!

You are a very sick and evil person!!

Adrian DeVine.

Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#5021 Dec 16, 2012

"LET ME LOOK AT YOU"

...and feelings of sensuality stir up.
Might as well never been looked at before
as female, as a girl, as a woman.
My awakening is primordial.
I am the first enchanted, ready to give, to flow, to surrender to a stem, tender, juicy, thick, that'll open bloom in you into a seed bearing flower.

I am fourteen, and you are the boy on the next block, whose name I never knew or maybe the years have erased it from your memory.

I am seventeen and you are the one who serenaded me under the weeping willow, on the meadow at the edge of the stream.

I am nineteen, married and you're the husband I always wanted.

I am a young mother, I watch the world burst with life in my baby's eyes.

I am twenty-nine and alone, as I look for you in all the men that I meet.

I am here now to tell you, look, just look at me.
It is all I need to feel a sensual female, girl, woman, primordial, enchanted.

To remember how I felt at fourteen, seventeen, nineteen twenty-nine.
Ready to taste, a stem, tender, juicy, thick, as if for the first time, that will open, bloom in me into a seed bearing flower.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#5022 Dec 16, 2012
SOME THINGS ARE MEANT...

To be kept locked,
Private,
Under a thousand keys
Electrical wire
Chain link fences.
Some things are meant to be kept
Vague, subtle,
Hidden under piles of mysteries.
Some things are meant to be cherished
By me alone;
Never mind the guilt,
The shame.
But...
You are the first person
Who dared to cross the emotional valley
And found the key
That opened up
My most private possession...

My heart.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#5023 Dec 16, 2012
Us
together
skin on skin
rippling, rolling
hungry hands holding
perfume and candle flaming
licking loving lips lingering,
clutching nails on soft backs scratching
Music of thick breathing, voices unison moaning
Sweetness sticky sucking surrendering in satisfaction. Sweat beading, opening parting, body
arching, aching, juices rushing.
Climbing crescendo, creating clinging convulsing
Joining tightening, releasing wetness flooding
Panting, purring, pumping, perfecting performance. Touching tongues tickling time.
Smiling sighing satisfaction
Completed coitus coupled
Breathing soft
the taste
Of you
mine.

~DeVine.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#5024 Dec 16, 2012
Make love to me nice and slow

Make me pour out to you all my heart and soul

Make love to me, make it sensually last

We got all night, so don't go too fast

Make love to me, stroke my body with your fingers

Go up and down

We don't need music

Our moaning will be the sound

Make love to me

Make my body tremble from head to toe

Tomorrow my family and friends will see me glow

Make love to me, make me feel that burning fire

And you shall become my eternal one desire

Make love to me, without making me feel

insecure and used

With you I don't want to feel emotionally confused

Make love to me, and after we're done

Lay down close to me, hold me tight

It's okay you can spend the night.

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