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Oct 2016 · 549
Drops of Marilyn
Robert Smith Oct 2016
Drops of Marilyn imbue my dreams
Surging my veins like a gentle stream
Her enchanting smell is heaven sent
Never-ending love, to her is lent
My heart and soul, to her I give
Together forever, wherever we live
Whatever the weather, God will provide
The right of passage; angles by our side
Enthralled with beauty, she fills my glass
Exposing life’s treasures, revealed at last
As the Earth revolves, and spins us round
My undying love, for her I’m bound
Inter-twinned together, our hearts aside
Recalling past drops, imbibed in my mind
At times of trepidation, she’s my moral fiber
The only one I trust, the one only I desire
Her drops electrify my warrior chi
I’m saturated in love, trust, and honesty
Defining curves, with shake in her hips
Drops of Marilyn, I taste on my lips
Oct 2016 · 1.1k
Bedazzled
Robert Smith Oct 2016
Loving her daily with compassion and care
For I am bedazzled with her and I dare
To be loved by only one, for she is my cheddar
With that very first kiss, my life became better
By no means afraid, to share with her my life
Holding her above all, for she is my wife
Wrapped in her arms, I escape life for a spell
In her soothing warmth, my love shall I dwell
A special period forever, saved in my mind
Always our memories, until the end of time
I held my breath still, until her lips said, “I do”
On July first 2001, forever my heart knew
No longer alone, two hearts became one
In good times and bad, in sickness and fun
We created a family; east coast meets the west
Though will never agree on which side is the best
Differing on ideas, family values and stuff
Finding the middle ground when times get tuff
Quite a pair we make, a fantastic duo, it’s true
Built on commitment, honesty, and a bit of super-glue
Remembering forgiveness in the back of my thoughts
Whenever it’s needed to mop up the spots
That life can bring throughout its many trips
For Lord without it, people would just flip
So, again I want to thank you for sending my wife
She is the beauty and sunshine that lights up my life
The colorful pedals on a fresh morning flower
Her everlasting love, which never goes sour
A dedication to my wife Marilyn
Oct 2016 · 533
A Silent Prayer
Robert Smith Oct 2016
A silent prayer to my Master on high
This war on terrorism now makes me cry
My sister in arms, received news, and I knew
Her husband of nine years, didn’t make it through
This war on terrorism had taken his life
Now a widow with children, no longer a wife
Her once happy outlook, now shattered at best
Going on without him will be quite a test
So, I sit and wonder when my time will arrive
When I am sent to fight, will I live or will I die
For my country I love, I will fight and defend
With prayers that I’ll make it from start to the end
I’d put myself at risk, with just a rifle in hand
While reminiscing of putting a ring on wife’s hand
Thinking of my love ones, forever on my mind
Making it through this sends chills throughout my spine
But, if I don’t, please box me up and ship me west
And tell my loved ones, I tried my best
Let my wife know, that in heaven I’ll wait
Till the day I can kiss her at the pearly white gates
So, my silent prayer to God I send
That He would keep me safe, from start till end
Oct 2016 · 345
A RECIPE OF FOUR
Robert Smith Oct 2016
A slight pinch this, a tiny smidge of that
A recipe of four, now that’s where it’s at
A cupful of Italian, plus German and English
Pinch in some Indian, to have a smooth dish
A spoonful of trust, add loving and caring
Stir all together, then add forgiving and sharing
Mix in a Father who gives his endless love
Adds in that flavor, like a gift from above
Red hair of fire, dab freckles all around
Add in some sugar, the sweetest Mom in the town
What’s this… a Sister, not just any, the best
She adds in vanilla, mixed in with the rest
At last add myself, which completes the four
I bring excitement and add so much more
Flavor for life, a splash of wild spice
I give the dish that essence of life
So if you asked, what makes a great family dish
It’s lots of preparation, a hope and a wish
That you’d be so lucky, to be proud and be glad
For having a wonderful Sister, a Mother and a Dad
A Dedication to my family
Oct 2016 · 383
Electric Pulses
Robert Smith Oct 2016
Grinding and gripping as I bite her lip
My body mounted between her hips
With scratches railing down my back
Electric pulses from head to sac
Quivering, arching, her breath whispers free
Moaning and groaning with my name screamed at me
Positions, frictions, floor, sink, and counter
Sinning and grinning from the second I mount her
Eyes rolling back, her inner grip squeezes my member
Bodies intertwined mines thick hers slender
Thrusting and adjusting from quick to slow strides
She’s on top, on bottom, and now to my side
She likes pain enjoys pleasure and dishes it back
Handcuffs to restraints with knots tied no slack
Blindfolds, mouth gags, and a neck choker with chain
7-wheel pinwheels drive sensations and pain
In control, she submits to my needs
While switching roles fills her own twisted greed
She’s a hellion, a handful, a night above most
A fledgling turned teacher, a *** crazed host
I crave her electric pulses and thrive for her touch
Until the next indiscretion, I will miss it so much
Oct 2016 · 1.6k
A Rare Flower
Robert Smith Oct 2016
I dedicate my heart and give you all my love
For you my sweet are like the flower called Dove
Your distinctive features give off such power
Soft and beautiful like a Lewisia Cozyledon flower
Colorful like a wild Daffodil, giving off a sweet smell
As bright as a Rose Swallow with a head built quite swell
Shaped like a pretty Lily, curved and slender
Lovely as a Buttercup, radiant and tender
Built like a Red Rose, with perfect formation
Giving off exhilarating fragrances that imbues such sensations
Your pedals are firm, and round and thick in all the right places
Silky and smooth, you earn stares from all types of faces
Unique as a Kadupul flower, but thankfully don’t perish at dawn
As rare as a Ghost Orchid, won’t be found in just any old lawn
                  Men and women a like, have wished to re-plant you in their home
But with a little help from God, in my garden bed I have you all alone
I cultivate and regenerate you, giving you nutrients to keep you well
Providing you space to breath and warmth wherever we dwell
My enriched soil is full of caring and understanding of your needs
Keeping you safe from harmful pests and ridding you of weeds
With you by my side, life is a refreshing spring breeze
Enthralled with your beauty, you knock me to my knees
I knew my heart was right, no second-guesses, I was not tricked
That you truly are a rare flower from the first day you were handpicked
Oct 2016 · 6.3k
A BDSM GAME
Robert Smith Oct 2016
Bound, wound, and ******* all tight
With porcelain features, I drowned in her sight
Dominant I control her, she submits to my needs
I punish and tease her with preferences of sinful greed
Bound, wound, and ******* all tight
She lashes and thrashes but I control this fight
Blindfolded and gagged, aroused from my touch
Candle drips between her hips; she loves this so much
Strapped to the bed with a fistful of her mane
She enjoys pain and pleasure; I love this **** game
Bound, wound, and ******* all tight
My fledgling fun toy I command her tonight
She moans with pleasures and screams when she’s bad
Electricity attached, her fears makes me glad
Vaginal to **** play, or no *** at all
A new ******* kit arrives; I’m bouncing off the wall
Bound, wound, and ******* all tight
Under the bed restrains, ****** clamps, and leather cuffs in my sight
She’s cuffed, restrained, clamped and all ready
She needs me it feeds me and keeps me rock steady
She gives me her all in suspended animation
Together we are driven by a powerful lustful twisted sensation
For Bound, wound, and ******* all tight
You’re my favorite present, my fix, and my all through the night

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