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I've been right here Waiting Wanting Longing Long past forever Wondering Wishing Lusting Allow me one day past never To win you over for the rest of forever Before you close the book on this chapter And once again I have to find another happily ever after ©2024
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Aug 13, 2024
Aug 13, 2024 at 3:12 PM UTC
~•§•~ Find Me Where You Need Me ~•§•~
Love will never invite A Sweetheart Into My life. My place in her eyes, Is to watch her At Work, on the sidelines. Therfore, For a Decent price, I pay to have A Good time, Under the covers In The night.
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Nov 26, 2021
Nov 26, 2021 at 10:32 PM UTC
Recovered Fragments: Tampered Papyrus 77
-You decide Hard and rough or gentle and slow? Whatever you want, Im ready, lets go.
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Nov 24, 2021
Nov 24, 2021 at 9:14 PM UTC
Recovered Fragments: Tampered Papyrus 76
# You're trying to see what it is she makes of thee Flesh always burning Bones always shaking Head's always turning to see many eyes waking This bee hive heart is beating dripping with golden excitement watch wings stripping, flight of perceiving she's reckless with incitement Brain's buzzing from all the lusting What have you done Lord of crimson? Where do you want her to put all these dreams? She's near, her slender feet walk on Her newly sharpened tongue knows of no fears Neither young nor old either shy or bold of this golden crowned goddess you shall behold in your dreams she eats you whole, that's what's been told #
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Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 9:14 AM UTC
I wish to be in your dreams
If only she knew That I sit alone at night Drinking by myself Thinking about her Wishing she was mine If only she knew That I'll never be alright Going through this hell Till my eyes begin to blur And I only see her in my mind If only she knew That the hardest part of my day Is when I think about her lips Sliding through his skin As he moves in for the kiss Think about his hand starting to caress her cheeks They both gasp for air though no one speaks And her eyes can't seem to look away from his If only she knew That that's the hardest part Knowing that she's his Knowing that her gorgeous lips are only his to kiss And that her beautiful eyes Are looking right through me Knowing that I'm nothing to her And that I'll never be If only she knew That she leaves me Paralyzed When she looks me with her eyes It feels so cold Yet I feel so alive If only she would realize That without her my heart cries It's hard to beat, though it still tries If only she knew The pain of getting lost within her eyes
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Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 11:09 AM UTC
If Only She Knew
Eyes swollen by a lust for change. A hunger; a desire To force myself back through the gapless barrier Preclusively demarcating reminiscence from reality. Why can’t my anamnesis be my actuality? Even if it is verisimilitudinous, Lie to Me!
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Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 7:15 PM UTC
Lighter Me!
Down in the sewers Down in the sewers People put me down 'cause That's the place in mind, that I live in I love dirt, it loves me, I'm as happy as I'll ever be Lord have mercy on a man from down in the sewers Every moment my mind goes there, slippin, slidin, everywhere I'd love someday to take you there, a **** sultry love affair But I know, you won't dare Getting something, in your hair I'll just have to wait you out Maybe someday, you'll *** about And you'll see, we'll both be Down in the sewers Down in the sewers Lordy, how imagination steams Down in the sewers
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 10:47 AM UTC
Down in the Sewers (Sorry Billy Joe Royal)
Your polaroids came in the mail today. At first, I didn't know what to say. Your body makes me hot and bothered. You act as if you want me tortured. I set the photos ablaze. Never again. I'll forget those days. I'll forget when you touched me, and kissed me all over. I'll forget the time you picked me a four-leaf clover. More polaroids you sent to me. I didn't want to say it, but I'm filled with glee. But I won't forget what you did in the past. If I wanted these photos, I would've just asked. I set the photos ablaze. Never again. I'll forget those days. I'll forget when we flirted, and you would get flattered. I'll forget when you said I was the only thing that mattered. Why do you post them every single week? But I couldn't help but give them a peek. Your body sets my ***** on fire. Your voice sounds like an angel's choir. I leave the photos on my desk. A small part of me doesn't want to forget. What we did, what happened, all you've done to me. I thought that I was safe, that I had been set free. Today I touched myself, looking at you. It's your fault, you know? You cause all the crazy things I do. Your thighs always call my name. That's why it's you to blame. Why did you send the photos? When I saw them I completely froze. Did you want to **** with my mind? The past is the past, leave it behind. You're naked in every single one of these. Although arousing, they fill me with unease. I don't know what you want from me. What the **** do you want us to be? We ended years ago, the past is the past. I need to get out, I need to fast. Your face is everywhere I go. This is all your fault, you already know. Why do you wish to torment me? Why can't you leave me be? Yet I always come running back. Maybe it's because you're a snack. You're unhealthy and bad for me. But you're tasty and don't cost a fee. Maybe it isn't so bad. Maybe I'm a little glad. I hate the photos that you send. I hate the fact we were never even friends. But if you ever stop loving me, I'll break. Everything you do, causes me to ache. What the **** is this? I constantly melt into your kiss. What the **** do you want us to be? I don't even remember who I am anymore.
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Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 7:52 AM UTC
nudes.
Your polaroids came in the mail today. At first, I didn't know what to say. Your body makes me hot and bothered. You act as if you want me tortured. I set the photos ablaze. Never again. I'll forget those days. I'll forget when you touched me, and kissed me all over. I'll forget the time you picked me a four-leaf clover. More polaroids you sent to me. I didn't want to say it, but I'm filled with glee. But I won't forget what you did in the past. If I wanted these photos, I would've just asked. I set the photos ablaze. Never again. I'll forget those days. I'll forget when we flirted, and you would get flattered. I'll forget when you said I was the only thing that mattered. Why do you post them every single week? But I couldn't help but give them a peek. Your body sets my ***** on fire. Your voice sounds like an angel's choir. I leave the photos on my desk. A small part of me doesn't want to forget. What we did, what happened, all you've done to me. I thought that I was safe, that I had been set free. Today I touched myself, looking at you. It's your fault, you know? You cause all the crazy things I do. Your thighs always call my name. That's why it's you to blame. Why did you send the photos? When I saw them I completely froze. Did you want to **** with my mind? The past is the past, leave it behind. You're naked in every single one of these. Although arousing, they fill me with unease. I don't know what you want from me. What the **** do you want us to be? We ended years ago, the past is the past. I need to get out, I need to fast. Your face is everywhere I go. This is all your fault, you already know. Why do you wish to torment me? Why can't you leave me be? Yet I always come running back. Maybe it's because you're a snack. You're unhealthy and bad for me. But you're tasty and don't cost a fee. Maybe it isn't so bad. Maybe I'm a little glad. I hate the photos that you send. I hate the fact we were never even friends. But if you ever stop loving me, I'll break. Everything you do, causes me to ache. What the **** is this? I constantly melt into your kiss. What the **** do you want us to be? I don't even remember who I am anymore.
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*This one tiny leaf Stands dancing in the branches Lusting for sunshine*
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May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 9:25 PM UTC
Leaf Dreams (Haiku)
**** getting kisses for breakfast, I want them for lunch and tea. I don’t ever want you, To have to miss me, Because that means that I’ve left you, If I’ve left you then you’re alone, And that’s not what I want, My lost pebble in the foam, I want sunshine. I want cold smarting my nostrils, And setting it’s embers alight, Deep in my chest. I want to be under a string of stars That glow To the pulse of my heartbeat, From thousands of years ago. I want nettle stings on my thighs, I want mud on my hands I want you to look at me always in that way when you brushed off the ***** bloodied sand. I never washed my shoes after that.
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Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 12:53 PM UTC
Untitled
Feeling your hot breath against my mouth as you exhale into me. Your lips against mine, filling my body with unanswered desire. A kiss so strong I have to steady my body against yours for fear of falling. Timeless As you find the light in me.
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Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 10:28 AM UTC
On Lust;
Love me with the lights on.
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Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 7:16 PM UTC
Untitled
Bloodstained sweatshirt with no recollection of how it got there, or who's it was. Hands nervous and gentle, assured and rough, sitting terribly low on my hips. Street lights an unflattering amber on our pale skin, illuminating his eager eyes and my perpetually self-conscious ones. The sweet scent of teenage boy clung to him in the best possible way. These are the details of the first time he kissed me, the push of the domino. Since that night, with the neighbors' swing set alone as a witness and the brave frailty of a fall night's cold, I have been hooked. Trapped, spellbound, moonstruck, indelibly in lust with him. My back against a concrete wall, hands roaming and tickling the valorous strip of skin that really should be covered by my shirt. Lips on mine, hip bones digging into mine, hurried and heavenly. This was our last kiss. It was not tender, like the first one. But I was still too enraptured to worry about a **** thing, and he still had the upper hand. I do not know if we will get to re-do our last kiss, but god do I hope we do.
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Dec 20, 2014
Dec 20, 2014 at 3:25 PM UTC
ramblings of a wary-hearted girl, 14 dec 2014
Its a memory captured forever, in its own little flat object, that can be torn with the slightest touch. Sometimes its all we have left of a previous adventure or maybe the night that no one remembers. Humans need to treasure these moments for as long as they can, some might not want to because of reasons, others might not be able to control what they forget. Memories will fade and turn into nothing, photos will fade too, but they go black and white and stay forever.
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Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 12:00 PM UTC
Photo
Here I lay, on my floor with shame. You already know who I am, the person I cannot change. Your faults drive me closer, my lack drives you further. You, the beautiful beast. I crave you and all you seem to be. I'd change everything to be what you wanted, what you need. No matter the shame or guilt you might feel in what you are.. I can still tell it will be my midnight craving. Take a chance with me, I could be all you've ever wanted a man to be. We're perfect together, can't you see?
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Jun 13, 2014
Jun 13, 2014 at 2:49 PM UTC
Muted Emotion
And finally After time seemed suspended, We looked into each other’s Longing Lusting Eyes and leaned in, Tentative Tantalizing Taking sharp breaths. Every time skin skimmed skin, a sizzling segment was breed from blazing bodies. Each exhale Was inhaled By the other And turned into steam With every kiss, Blood vessels boiled, burst Burning a trail Made of ice and fire Hands shook Fingers trembled Bodies meshed Heads thrown Eyes closed Slowly. Softly. Panting Pleasing Pleasuring Playing We were just toys And we liked it that way.
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 11:18 PM UTC
Toys