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Irene S Feb 2010
I smoke cigarettes
I drink ***** straight
I party with the suffragettes.
I have no job.
I have a car.
I have a brand new, spanking guitar.
I'll sing a song,
so sing along.
I'm a born-again, ***** brunette.
*******, where's a cigarette?
I write some lines.
I've got some fines.
I snort a line,
I'm doing fine.
Poet,
know it,
*****,
snitch,
girl,
hurl,
finger,
singer,
love,
glove,
me,
b­e,
book,
hooked,
see?
three!
And now you know,
my tale, insane.
It's not quite told,
I'll try again.
****,
Greed,
'strology,
Blasphemy,
Gay/Straight,
don't hate,
quitter,
hitter,
fool,
cool,
won't get me in a swimming pool.
delusional,
confusional,
blankets,
spank it,
pillows,
billows
out the car into the night.
Taurus,
chorus!!
Oh, won't you be my Valentine,
Now you've seen into my mind?
Curt A Rivard Sr Nov 2013
O’ no he’s at it again where will his little feet take him, where will he go?
Eyes wide open but yet he can’t even see.
If you could witness what had just happened you would then suddenly know.
It is a bizarre and an unknown phenomenon
As he is putting on his very own sleepwalking show.
Walking around and around your inside a fog filled maze
Guiding whispers that only you can hear there protecting you
Because you’re blind when you’re in that heavenly haze.
Oblivious to wonder as if you are free
Drifting in and out of a confusional arousal
If you want to know just what had happened, just ask me.
What visions had this prophet did witness
As he is walking all about in his sacred given bliss?
So happy he now found me in what they call
A dominant disorder with reduced penetrance
I can’t explain it but…if you ask him,
He calls it nothing more than,
Just having a death dance.

(SirCARSr. 11-23-13)

I Love you Joshua J. Rivard even though you scare me to death...
Timothy hill Mar 2017
Beyond our milky way whats there.

Black is the summary, of all space it's tinted with the sun.

So how is there black.

Black is said to be pure creation, right so as birds and planes are full of flight.

We are here spining on a tilted axis.

And have yet to discover the all of its being.

If a simulation, is pure and high grade depition.

Reason of war, our experience is surprisingly devoted to evolution.

If doors didn't have henge would they be so useable.

Some what confusional I know this is.

With schedule being made and projections of completion becoming done.

We all are organized and fit to handle any task.

Achive we strive to ring the bell at the highest climb.

If all was made and designed what's the fun in the vines.

Optical illusion, the eye's can not figure out.

Why is five colors in different contrast make the eye see shapes.

Oh now two, dimensional objects weave threw space huge compared to 3d.

See in space out of gravity and radiation belts.

Sizes of objects get super sized.

There is no time, no limits no occupation.

In space of all concepts.
Space reality what is it.
Travis Green Aug 2023
I wanna wander in a magical dream
Where his elevating allure
Draws me deeper into the heart
Of his hypnotically attractive machoness
Gain insight into the colossal force
Of his powerful structure

Drift in his stream of consciousness
Taste his sensual temple
Of tender, tempting masculinity
Like dreamy ice-cream
Discover his seductive thugness

Marvel at his fresh, impressive ****** hair
His buff chest, his massive biceps
He entices my third eye
When he poses and flexes his dopeness
Makes me float in the depths
Of his heavenly treasured incredibleness

Feel him caress my bouncing *******
Sink his teeth into my bite-worthy crests
Put me in a transcendent trance
Grab my bountiful derriere
Make me feel the hardness
Of his ******* entering my slot machine

Pound me hard, work his robust muscles
Kiss me intensely, strap me down
Attack me savagely
Put pressure on me
Make my voluminous backside jiggle
The more he thrusts deep
Into my top-notch sparkling yoni

Put me in a confusional state
Take my breath away
Make me concede to his breeziness
As he pushes his thick, meaty **** stick
Deeper into my sweetness

Make my delicious body shudder
**** me to perfection
Make me arch into his astonishingly
Appealing masculineness
Leave me sweating away
The more he penetrates me down there

Slap my full-bodied *****
Kick the nape of my neck
Grip my sleek shoulders
Make me feel him in my belly
Grooving deep within me
As I close my eyes

Let him take control of my vehicle
Wreck my manhole
Make me utter ***** words
Got me feeling so ******* good
Bathed in his perspiration

He runs through my mind
**** me down in every position
Speed up the pace
Hold on to his arms
While he splashes his creamy man milk
All over my *** cheeks

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