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Place me back
into my mother's arms,
or on my father's shoulders,
embracing his ineffable charms.

The highest place I've ever been,
an overwhelming security
felt within.

Place me back
into my mother's and my father's
warm embraces,
the two places I saw unconditional pure love written all over loving faces.

Place me back
so I can feel it all again,
so I can feel safe and secure,
so I can forgive myself
right there, right then.

So I can live a life
without regret,
I didn't realise back then
that time would disappear
so fast - those years,
I will never ever forget.

Lady R.F ©2017
When I feel lost - place me back.

Ti amo per sempre
Mum & Dad
***
 Feb 2017 Scott T
Jayanne G
it was the start of spring
yet it felt like winter
a falling petal,
and yet a snow

it was very warm,
yet it felt so cold
it was a new beginning
and yet an ending

a night full of fireworks,
yet it was all snowflakes
a day full of celebration
yet it felt like a normal day

**-alien-
 Feb 2017 Scott T
Connor
O bridal eyes! the obessive mixture of
doves in Winter's desperate grasp to retain the memory of itself
        and I
        , remaining lively in white to pass over
        slow, patient
        and flashing like
a celebration film reel
      Set to your favorite false orchestral

I adorn the sky, whistling to lost
   phases of the moon,
   meditations on a canvas of pure
   noise !

May the passive cedars grant you
passage to their primal love

-without its social preliminaries
            without its reliance on flesh
            but rather

a peculiar divination
no amount of ****** lucidity can know
 Feb 2017 Scott T
Amanda F
The Wind
 Feb 2017 Scott T
Amanda F
The wind bears with it stories
of faces, bodies, and stillness,
It's graceful yet forceful touch ,
which carries the birds.
surfaces stretching seas,
and sends a breath of life
to the flowers, grass and trees.*

Amanda. F (c) 2017
 Feb 2017 Scott T
Oskar Erikson
Distances uncovered by slow fingertips tracing arches of ligaments
rivers of veins
through mountains of bone
across lakes of pain.

Your body is a continent
and something compels me to explore,
(and as long as you allow it)
I'll keep searching till we're sore.
 Feb 2017 Scott T
Xoaquín Oznian
She: Come here daddy. I wanna see how hard your **** can get. Let me turn you on. I'll make you fall in love with me. I'll make you feel like it's your first time.

He: Baby I don't even believe in love. I'm of an entirely different religion. It's between your thighs and judging by the hardness of my **** I'd say it's fairly active with its prayers.

She: Mmm... well let me just lie back and spread my legs open for you daddy because your prayers are about to be answered.

(She spreads her legs wide open)

He: ****. That ***** is gorgeous.

She: Come on daddy. Come closer... Touch it... Lick it... Make me wet.... Make me say your name.....

(She starts rubbing her *****)

He: Baby you know when you talk to me like that I can't resist.

She: Mmm I see your **** is super hard now. Let me play with him a little before I baptize him lol.

He: Alright but just so you know, blessings have no effect on him. He does whatever the **** he wants and right now he just wants to **** your ***** little mouth

She: Mmm... well let's explore his talents because I guarantee you that he will be glad that he met me.



To Be Continued
 Feb 2017 Scott T
Oskar Erikson
"Breathe me."*

why not
fall again
since we're so
good at it
...
 Feb 2017 Scott T
Oskar Erikson
Do not ask
to be loved in your dark
if you are unable to
love in my light.
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