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#entwine
does this major muscle of muscle^^ receive the merit, multi of many, it provides? movement, taste, and function, but mostover, it is the ***** extends ourselves, connecting two in ways no other can, for it extends, unifies, connects, making our parallels, parallel,  and modifies our two lines-line into one single long connectivity I, acknowledge that when I need to sway, ****** in an instant, ****** the tongue is my go-to device that rarely fails, when it tingles thine receptors of sensuality fingers are adequately fine, for the mundane rubbing stroking, eyes can catch, eventually, must be released hands are dangerously brutalist (potentially), but the dullest spot on your earthworks body cannot be immunized when the tongue teases, pleases, & bends you and your partner into a pleasured place, that takes you faraway to another somewhere else a silly poem, indeed, to be sure, but I don’t care, do you? for this muscle must be worked like every other, it’s sensory buds remember every neck, I have ever illuminated, electrified, writ upon, shocking our entire bodies with thunderbolts of arousal what matters this? this self~same shy contrivance, well hid in the cave confines of a dark mouth, carries with it’s moveable shaping, the simplest of message: we are crossing over, configured boundaries, breaking into them in unusual fashion, instigating a gratification superior, for when the tongues writes upon each others body, each tongue unique, in possess of its own “fingerprint,” ^^^ it is writing, reciting, imprinting only love poetry only silently, but in a rawest ethereal, with a cotton-soft firm directness, that no spoken poem, (yes, a tongue’s another methodology) can truly totally accurately convey
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Nov 2, 2025
Nov 2, 2025 at 10:56 AM UTC
when our tongues touch, entwine, divine... affine^
does this major muscle of muscle^^ receive the merit, multi of many, it provides? movement, taste, and function, but mostover, it is the ***** extends ourselves, connecting two in ways no other can, for it extends, unifies, connects, making our parallels, parallel,  and modifies our two lines-line into one single long connectivity I, acknowledge that when I need to sway, ****** in an instant, ****** the tongue is my go-to device that rarely fails, when it tingles thine receptors of sensuality fingers are adequately fine, for the mundane rubbing stroking, eyes can catch, eventually, must be released hands are dangerously brutalist (potentially), but the dullest spot on your earthworks body cannot be immunized when the tongue teases, pleases, & bends you and your partner into a pleasured place, that takes you faraway to another somewhere else a silly poem, indeed, to be sure, but I don’t care, do you? for this muscle must be worked like every other, it’s sensory buds remember every neck, I have ever illuminated, electrified, writ upon, shocking our entire bodies with thunderbolts of arousal what matters this? this self~same shy contrivance, well hid in the cave confines of a dark mouth, carries with it’s moveable shaping, the simplest of message: we are crossing over, configured boundaries, breaking into them in unusual fashion, instigating a gratification superior, for when the tongues writes upon each others body, each tongue unique, in possess of its own “fingerprint,” ^^^ it is writing, reciting, imprinting only love poetry only silently, but in a rawest ethereal, with a cotton-soft firm directness, that no spoken poem, (yes, a tongue’s another methodology) can truly totally accurately convey
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on a stage, guitars strumming a tune that can only be hummed, for it has no verses the songwriters, their tongues entwined, joined as one, they can speak no words but the crowd roars its favor,, sheds its de light, stomping and whooping it up, making all the necessary noises, of two tongues, yes’m, entwining kinda like a kissing, a little of hissing too,, got its own rhythm, even the noises rhyming, a rock n roll ballad with country western mixed in, some say it sounds like Joan Baez singing **** Jagger, or an Avett Brothers serenade words need tongues for formaytion, tongues needed to speak, but absent a common language,tongues do what tongues do best, intertwining, combining, licking, making love noises that requires two to be heard fulfilling taste of two blending and we though silent pronounce ourselves as one, the loveliest unspoken vocabulary
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Jan 14, 2025
Jan 14, 2025 at 3:11 PM UTC
looking forward to that day when our tounges entwine
A new hope; a fresh start Exciting, and frightening, too From the moment I gave you my heart I put all my trust in you See, there are black marks where I've been burned before And some wounds that are still trying to heal But what you've given me is so much more It's beautiful, and warm, and so very real I'm scared but I'm trying to be brave Because I want you to be mine There's so much that I wish to say As our lives and our hearts entwine But I'll tell you with a look, a laugh, or a smile I'll confess within my touches, my kisses, my embrace That every second with you is worthwhile I couldn't hide it if I tried You can see it in my face
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Jun 3, 2020
Jun 3, 2020 at 4:38 PM UTC
My Face
comprising several works - Intro -     Seas of Tyme Chapter - 1  Bent and Broken Chapter - 2  In Sorrowe Wepte Chapter - 3  Beyonde Alle Dreams Chapter - 4  Thru Deepeste Nyghte Seas of Tyme 'neathe starry skyes warre doth rage crosse the seas of tyme yet there upon this battle-fielde two heartes becayme entwyned... Chapter 1 Bent and Broken he stumbles 'pon the rocky pathe in armour bent and brokenne his journeye to bryghte sylvarre-mere lyfe's hoppe 'pon his shoulders peeringe deep within the sylvar-mere he casts about unknowinge darke eyes a starlit ebon sea reflekt the meres' great power his burninge gaze losst farre beyonde these earthly planes we ken in darke despaire forsakes him-selffe lyfes hoppe not yet abandoned in anger rages defiant hope alle left this man to gyffe fromme ebon seas his tears do flowe an' pours his lyfe into the mere Chapter 2 In Sorrowe Weppte she walkes alone the moonelesse pathe within herr shielde of stonne herr journeye to darke shadowe-mere starre-lyghte herr brighteste hoppe peeringe deepe within darke watterse depthes in searche of alle lyfes hoppe greene eyes an oceanse soffte embrayce reflekte the darke-meres power herr burninge gayze losste farre beyonde these earthly planes we ken in darke despaire reklaymes herr-selffe lyfe's hoppe keppte fromme herr stille in sorrowe weppte alle lyfes lasste hoppe alle leffte faire maide to gyffe fromme emeralde seas herr teares do flowwe into darke shadowe-mere... Chapter 3 Beyonde Alle Dreams 'neathe starre-lit skye herr sylvan voyce in songe is softlye raised for alle lyfes forsaken hoppe for hoppe within despaire when beyonde alle dreams an' shattered realmze faire maidens voyce is hearde... ...her tears falle softly into these ebon depths their sylvar lyghte reflect within the darkness of mine-selfe whereupon i must responde for lyfe for love for alle mine owne lostte soulze reachinge out within these darkeste depthes beyonde alle hoppes dezyre her gentle touche at once perceived redemption in this hour.... then fromme the darke-mere's surface rose ten thousande soulze once lostte black swordze uphelde in armoured fists 'pon steedes of ebon-lyghte in silence watched wi' somber awe beside the roilinge mere faire maiden broughte unto herr feete fell knights before herr kneeled... in silente rayze of dawninge lyghte herr slyvan voyce 'tis raised black swordze on sylvarre shieldes do crashe in honor of herr daye within ten thousand sylvarre helmze losste voices lift in songe to winne the lyghte of dawne's laste daye 'pon the battlegrounde... Chapter 4 Thru Deepeste Nyghte theye ryde to warre 'pon sylvarre steedse armour gleaminge wi' sunnes' lasste raye charginge fulle 'gainste nyghtes darke-lords to wynne the lyghte of dawnes bryghte raye an' warre doth rage thru deepeste nyghte cross battle-fieldes of bloode foule daemons falle 'fore their myghte; true heartes, to meete the sunne an' who woulde lyffe musste see the dawne an' feele the kisse of sunne's bryghte raye... - finis - .
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Mar 16, 2018
Mar 16, 2018 at 9:15 PM UTC
Seas of Tyme...
comprising several works - Intro -     Seas of Tyme Chapter - 1  Bent and Broken Chapter - 2  In Sorrowe Wepte Chapter - 3  Beyonde Alle Dreams Chapter - 4  Thru Deepeste Nyghte Seas of Tyme 'neathe starry skyes warre doth rage crosse the seas of tyme yet there upon this battle-fielde two heartes becayme entwyned... Chapter 1 Bent and Broken he stumbles 'pon the rocky pathe in armour bent and brokenne his journeye to bryghte sylvarre-mere lyfe's hoppe 'pon his shoulders peeringe deep within the sylvar-mere he casts about unknowinge darke eyes a starlit ebon sea reflekt the meres' great power his burninge gaze losst farre beyonde these earthly planes we ken in darke despaire forsakes him-selffe lyfes hoppe not yet abandoned in anger rages defiant hope alle left this man to gyffe fromme ebon seas his tears do flowe an' pours his lyfe into the mere Chapter 2 In Sorrowe Weppte she walkes alone the moonelesse pathe within herr shielde of stonne herr journeye to darke shadowe-mere starre-lyghte herr brighteste hoppe peeringe deepe within darke watterse depthes in searche of alle lyfes hoppe greene eyes an oceanse soffte embrayce reflekte the darke-meres power herr burninge gayze losste farre beyonde these earthly planes we ken in darke despaire reklaymes herr-selffe lyfe's hoppe keppte fromme herr stille in sorrowe weppte alle lyfes lasste hoppe alle leffte faire maide to gyffe fromme emeralde seas herr teares do flowwe into darke shadowe-mere... Chapter 3 Beyonde Alle Dreams 'neathe starre-lit skye herr sylvan voyce in songe is softlye raised for alle lyfes forsaken hoppe for hoppe within despaire when beyonde alle dreams an' shattered realmze faire maidens voyce is hearde... ...her tears falle softly into these ebon depths their sylvar lyghte reflect within the darkness of mine-selfe whereupon i must responde for lyfe for love for alle mine owne lostte soulze reachinge out within these darkeste depthes beyonde alle hoppes dezyre her gentle touche at once perceived redemption in this hour.... then fromme the darke-mere's surface rose ten thousande soulze once lostte black swordze uphelde in armoured fists 'pon steedes of ebon-lyghte in silence watched wi' somber awe beside the roilinge mere faire maiden broughte unto herr feete fell knights before herr kneeled... in silente rayze of dawninge lyghte herr slyvan voyce 'tis raised black swordze on sylvarre shieldes do crashe in honor of herr daye within ten thousand sylvarre helmze losste voices lift in songe to winne the lyghte of dawne's laste daye 'pon the battlegrounde... Chapter 4 Thru Deepeste Nyghte theye ryde to warre 'pon sylvarre steedse armour gleaminge wi' sunnes' lasste raye charginge fulle 'gainste nyghtes darke-lords to wynne the lyghte of dawnes bryghte raye an' warre doth rage thru deepeste nyghte cross battle-fieldes of bloode foule daemons falle 'fore their myghte; true heartes, to meete the sunne an' who woulde lyffe musste see the dawne an' feele the kisse of sunne's bryghte raye... - finis - .
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It was a sunny day that I saw you Sun glistened off the tears that pooled in the corners of my eyes. Your beauty brought this on. A being of such want Challenges the sun itself And I know those amber eyes with the gold flecks are holding the real sun at bay. A mind as bright as the beauty that wraps around. Entwine our minds with the feel of skin. Your appearance terrifies me with an overworked heart And your mind challenges me in a way that I am not smart enough to say. Maybe one day.
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Feb 1, 2018
Feb 1, 2018 at 5:22 PM UTC
Maybe one day
***Starlight, glowing and bright beautifully twinkling and divine, send upon, this very night a kiss, to the one who’s mine. Let him feel, love of heart through the fates’ own design, loving kiss, to comfort and soothe his soul to mine, entwined. Let your powers flow through sparkles and shine, upon his soul, please bestow this loving kiss of mine. ~***
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Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 10:58 PM UTC
Loving Kiss
Salpicar o teu rosto com farinha, enquanto preparassemos juntos o teu bolo favorito Dar-te os beijos que me apetecesse, com os olhos, sempre que estivesses distraido a apreciar o "flowering tea", que te desse a escolher Sentar-me no teu colo e ver-te desenhar Fazer de ti a manta que me aconchega, entrelaçar os meus dedos nos teus e ver um filme até adormecer Levar-te o pequeno almoço à cama e acordar-te com um beijo de bom dia. Ser... a única a conseguir te arrancar aquele sorriso nos piores momentos... a bateria desenfreada a bater dentro do teu peito... a tua melhor amiga... quem faz valer cada acordar teu. Que fosses a excepção que acreditei que eras, o porto seguro por quem vale a pena esperar para partilhar a vida. Por ti... por nós... mudei, ignorei medos e arrisquei... Não deste valor... desacreditei.
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Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 5:03 PM UTC
Era isto ∞
I'll helm Twisting my midnight switchblade To somehow bruise the living space To find it, will take less than a survey I'll helm With lips red and badly broken Enveloped in doubt and omens So we can be vastly interwoven
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Feb 12, 2017
Feb 12, 2017 at 8:34 PM UTC
Pretty Little Distance
I walk up the stairs, head for my room, the keys been used, I open and see, You, Divine as my first glance, leaning on the chair, only the moons light , glaring your red lips, red shoes, and fluttering eyes, eyes that heat me, sweating, that look of yours , so lost, so gorgeous, your hair blows softly, the windy city air, your skin sizzling, with slow ease, your body so sophisticated , beautifully indescribable, I move closer, and don't bother to notice the door slam, your grin widens with comfort, step by step , I pause, then put a hand on your leg , stockings, your smooth thigh, my other hand , your back, i lay my lips on your kiss of death, ..... the rest is euphoric, ......moment by moment,........ as we both lay , entwined, I know your initial J, you know mine, we both know one of us will die, tomorrow, ,...... that is certain, she is that lady,...... my lady, ..... goodbye....
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Nov 7, 2014
Nov 7, 2014 at 2:07 PM UTC
That Certain Kind of Lady
we are blossoming now. scarlet petals unfurling; revealing our golden hearts. and i want you to know that my love grows best when its roots entwine with yours.
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Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 4:23 AM UTC
bloom
Eyes twinkle, As we kiss love entwines our hearts.
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Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 11:19 PM UTC
ENTWINED (Lanturne)
in riddles and laughter our minds entwine as your eyes meet mine And in the struggle to find my words That have escaped my lips something inside me rips and out comes pouring my stories That I've only wished to tell you released me from my hell I was burdened with lonely silence terrified of the impending fall but once I leapt from the edge I wasn't scared at all and in that moment thoughts zooming in my head my face flushes red It seems my hands caught on fire The moment that yours touched mine Also then, I left all my fears behind and that first kiss will not be forgotten soon Under light rain And in the light of the full moon now we walk hand in hand Down the road together Destined to share our path forever
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 2:35 AM UTC
hands on fire