#ej
Sand or sea, beach or water,
do you really think we oughta
bend or kneel, stand or lie,
shock the gulls as they fly by.
now you've squashed the tanning lotion,
maybe best to try the ocean.
rolling in the rippling tide,
all the options we've now tried!
Oh no we haven't, trust me here
washing off sand, with my last beer
the stickiness, of tide and shore
makes it hard to go for more
fingers, hands, a sandy mess
tongue to lips, is probably, best
But why oh why waste the beer
when the ocean is so near
and when we're both clean once more
we'll start again upon the shore.
and should sharp grains make you howl
we'll have to get a bigger towel. ;)
Suntan lotion, we'll apply
and have some fun
oh me, oh my
slipping, sliding, towel on sand
as in the sea, so now, on land
Aug 25, 2017
Aug 25, 2017 at 1:53 PM UTC
what do you see when you look in the glass,
an aging man with hair of grey
merely accepting another day,
reflected there with tired eyes
and wistful sighs.
do you stand and gaze
and dreamily slip to summer days
long ago lost in pensive haze,
quietly recalling the plans you made,
the fun and laughter and strength of youth.
then do you see the picture fade,
the days so quickly turned to years
and now you sadly see the truth
as mirrored eyes reflect your fears
and are your cheeks now wet with tears.
look through the image and beyond
and you will see the man I see,
the dark haired boy so quick to smile
and full of fun,
with gentle hands and caring heart,
my friend, my love, my only one.
that’s how you stay in my minds eye
and though years pass
and mirrors tell another tale,
the truth within is all I see
and memories in a lovers eyes
will never fail.
**by EJ.
repost
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a reply from a man in the mirror
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My dear love,
When I gaze at this mirror
I am filled with laughter and tearful eyes
Of happiness
For I am not looking at my lost self
Nor the days that slipped me by
But only find all the blessings
Which I have cherished with you, in this life
the amazing moments you have brought out of me
Planting me next to you on this place
Unity I shall die.
Throughout the years
You saw me fall and rise
Without even once leaving my side
When I stand here and gaze, feeling a bit lost
That's because I'm lost in your beauty
For I only see you love, still
as gorgeous as the day we met
And see you're smiling
back at me through the glass
Making me giggle like a child
as if you're tickling me
My love, we know the years are gone by
Age and body are on the edges of tipping fall
Yet, because of you, I'm still standing tall
My wandering mind might drift away
But as I stood and gazed
For in your love, I am still amazed
With this reflection in the mirror
I am dancing to our youthful wander
Then I looked and smiled
Once again
With everlasting joy, not to a single regret filed
Nor to a single failed plan.
By Jobira (8-23-207)
Aug 23, 2017
Aug 23, 2017 at 4:35 PM UTC
*A tentative touch unsure
of erotica I've yet to explore.
Her sweet ripe ******* allure
my watering mouth can't ignore.
Tickling teasing touch to ignite us
giggling on our high
Soft soothing caresses in between
wondering why I was so shy...
Our fingers tangled in long blonde hair,
then gently stroking soft warm skin.
Bodies writhing, legs entwining,
where she ends, there I begin.
Oblivious to our thoughts
enambered with desires
Lips of wine in heated passion
soaring pleasures even higher.
Perfumed oil on bodies glistening,
**** laughs and playful fights.
Lace and heels and toys aplenty,
Girl, we'll make this last all night.
By EJ and Cné*
Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 1:01 PM UTC
Every ring needs a leader
He's not a "con man" just a cheater
Every ****** needs a pusher
She's a lover not a ******
As these gutters open wide
Feel the lust, you're still alive
Allow his words upon bare flesh
Close your eyes and hold your breath
Open up and let it out
Hum, moan, scream or shout
Truly
That's what living's all about
Every ring needs it's leader
He's a Poet with a one track meter
.....
Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 7:40 AM UTC
Coworkers seeking chit chat
I've a long night at that
Smiling and nodding robotically
If I leave they will hate me
The office party is on
They usually drag on till dawn
I look around for a spot
Just to hide out from the lot
Raising my head I see you
Eyes bright and blue
You look in my direction
I smile to show affection
As you move near me
My heart begins it's plea
Your fragrance precedes
A temptation indeed
Inches from me you stand
I reach out my hand
You slip your fingers in mine
Pulling me close its divine
You whisper in my ear
Why are you trembling dear?
I answer with a gentle kiss
Your smile tells me you like this
My intention is to hold you close
And dance until we overdose
My hands enjoy your curves
Another kiss to calm your nerves
Our bodies move in unison
This night has just begun
Dance with me till daybreak
These feelings I can't fake
Mar 23, 2017
Mar 23, 2017 at 8:37 PM UTC
If it was for me.
It could be meant to be.
There's a chance for you and me.
Asking her for a dance,
Is like counting the stars by hand.
Asking her for her hand,
Is a one-in-a-million chance.
If fairytales did exist, won't you stay and reminisce.
Counting days that we'll miss.
Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 11:28 AM UTC