Month: August 2014

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Threads…..

Red woven thread

It seems as though

I heard someplace

there are people connected by a thread

A glorious red, silken string

a string that knows no bounds or limits of time and space

but look closely

the string is not a simple single strand

it is woven from many strands

gaining strength as strand is added

as the pattern grows

The pattern of the weave is,

and always was

It is perpetual

To those that understand,

those holding one end or another of their personal eternal string

cherish it and preserve it

Feel it, experience it’s joy and power

question it not

For there are things in this world just are

Some connections just ARE

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For Her Pleasure Only

Her pleasure

Giving just for giving’s sake

without expecting ever to take

lay back my dear and feel the tingle

I’ll take my time with sweet cunnaligual

tasting your nectar my spirit will soar

lapping, sucking and wanting you more

fingers will spread your sweet dripping lips

my hands are controlling pulsating hips

grinding yourself hard into my face

pulling aside your panties of lace

cum for me now, you sweet sexy girl

as I lick and I suck your glistening pearl

now that you’ve cum all at my behest

I want you to watch me clean up your mess

with careful attention I lap at your gift

descend from our high with bodies adrift

And you cum again…….

 

 

 

 

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Silence (Ahh, but Monday)

Shhh

“Silence is Golden”

as the saying it goes

but without choice

is causes such woes

 

Hour after hour

the time how it slows

days upon minutes

who of us knows

 

I lay my head down

in evening’s repose

pray for the peace

only slumber bestows

 

Then Monday comes

I read her sweet prose

A smile on my face

Happiness flows

 

 

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Tell Her

Re-blogging a re-blog… 🙂

The Migraine Chronicles

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Tell her!

tell her you love her smile

tell her –  her eyes sparkle

tell her she makes you laugh

tell her she is in your dreams

tell her she is why you can’t sleep

tell her she is in every song you hear

tell her –  that curl on her face,

tell her it lays in the perfect place

tell her that her lips look delicious

tell her you want to kiss them

tell her you want to hold her tight

tell her you want to –  tonight

tell her you want to see her without makeup

in the morning

when you wake up next to her

tell her

she needs to know

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A Poet’s Prayer

Love this!!!

The Migraine Chronicles

Lord I pray,

Please let my words build someone up today.

Don’t let them hurt

don’t let them cut,

please only let them lift somebody up.

Let my gift be good

let my gift be kind

let it be so much more than words and rhyme.

Let connections be made

let emotions run amuck,

this is how I’ll know that I don’t truly suck.

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Our Red Thread ~ A Duet

bruisedbelly is very kind and complimentary to me. She is a wonderful woman and wonderful partner. Always a pleasure to write with and always a source of inspiration. 🙂
Thanks for letting me play my dear.

The Migraine Chronicles

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A Duet by Nottooold2 & Bruisedbelly

Our situation is limited, we know
yet we still choose it, and so
we cherish every second we get
about limitations, we don’t fret

It isn’t perfect by any stretch
each other’s drift we always “cetch”
make up words to suit our needs
this connection, desire feeds

Limited by space and time
connecting with words and rhyme
amazed by the similarities
happy being US, just WE

Simultaneous thoughts in our mind
never search for words to find
verbal liquid from our tongue
as flowing lyric beautifully sung

Some see a hurdle we see a leap
we swim across what others find too deep
limitations cannot break this connection
every hiccup just deepens our affection

“A Chinese proverb says an invisible red thread connects those destined to meet, despite the time, the place, despite the circumstances. The thread can be tightened or tangled, but can never…

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