nice one Bu2....and speaking of hurricanes (I posted this before but it seems more apro po now)
[bold]Like a Huricane[/bold]
Like a hurricane you blow me away
I have to hold on for dear life
As you knock me down on the ground
And your wind howls its screaming sound
Like an earthquake you rattle me to the bone
You rock and roll me all night long as you fulfill my soul
Back and forth we sway
And someone cums along and prays
And then you jolt me hard
Over and over again as loving friends
As true friends have no end
You jolt me till all your energy is spent
And this message tells us, to repent
And that’s okay as us sinnin’
Are just beginnin’
To sin baby baby sin
We're givin' in, we're givin' in
As we get down and wet skin to skin
Create Good Things........
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I had meant to post my Rain poem on your Hurricane thread but I couldn't find it then, so I posted here instead. I'm gonna try my hand at a freestyle on the fly for you, to make up for it. Here it goes:
Mountains and Moles, Hills....
Take those lips
out of their ordinary world
where they simply say hello
and form a smile
Take them up here
to my neck
Breathe out slowly
Let them trail down towards the mountains
and the valley
in between
All the while breathing out slowly
I have a small little birthmark
down low on my belly
near my hip
Adhere your lips
Then head south
just a little further
just a little........oh.......
hey, you got a license for that?
it don't matter, baby,
for you i'd break all the rules
if they say i should stay
then i'm rearing to go
if they say he's a dog
then i'd want to play more
if they tell me to fear
i'd brave anything
just to be near you again
it's a starlit night
and the top is down tight
your arms open in gesture
to invite me along
it was after the show
where i'd told you i'd go
(when you think i'm lyin')
i'd never steer you wrong
put the dollars in the jukebox, honey
let me pick some songs
i'll buy you a beer
and then we'll sing along
'i love you because you understand me....'
maybe we should take the time
for your hands move slowly
around my waist
and i'm captive again
caught in the web of your eyes
the warmth of your hands
and why won't i believe you love me?
(darlin' companion)
i oughta haul your ass down
so's i can wail on it hard
put a knee on your back
if you fight me
'don't you look at me..'
and when your cheeks (all4)
are pink and hot
i might allow you
to beg me
to forgive you
I think this is The Room
It's got a view...well views
then there's all us who've waxed our pens
and strummed our fingers that linger
and explore the crevices our minds
that make us fantasize about bodies intertwined
and hearts that hunger
and the erotic sounds of thunder
and dreaming about all that's under the covers
some may it bother, well let 'em get hot in their own way
'while the rest of cyberlusters enjoy our erotic creative play
Create Good Things........
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My tank is full and never runs out of gas
Cuz I’m wind, rain, solar powered girl & fusion2
When our bodies are unison skin to skin
My tongue is arched as we begin to sin
But we’re not losers girl, we’re playin’ to win
Take this steerin’ wheel girl if ya wanna feel
The energy, the power, the forces
Like a heard of stampeding horses!
This feels more real than fantasy can feel
With our ever-longing kisses that are pure luscious bliss
How would we have known, it’d feel like this
Ohhhh Good Lord!… we might have to seal this deal
So hold on tight girl, as we burn more rubber on our hot wheels
Create Good Things........
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I think you hot ladies got my blood flowin'
to my head baby, to my head
all my blood, is rushin' to my head
Girls you got hard as a diamond rock
you know my typin' strokin' fingers
are gonna give ya all I got
and you know, I got alot, I got alot
to give it all night long
all night long
Juss sing me your beatin' hearts melody
and I'll give it all, give it all,
I'm free, I'm free to roll the away the stone
to gently give you my skin and bone
cuz I'm standing tall, standing tall
Create Good Things........
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Light it on fire, slowly
Wittle it down, while taking my time
Put a hat on it, make it wear a helmet
Smile and use it to pick my teeth
Hang it on a wall, and make it stand tall
Show it off to guests
Cover it with a sheet and take it out trick or treating
Cover it and make a pitch tent on a stormy night
Smother it with plaster, make a cast
Put it in a museum, for all to see him
Worship it and wonder why others don't
Put it in a bun and take it down my throat
Hold it when I need to keep my balance
Enfold it when I need it just because
Take it home and give it lots of love
Put it deep inside, I said deep inside my glove
Light it on fire, slowly
Wittle it down, while taking my time
Put a hat on it, make it wear a helmet
Smile and use it to pick my teeth
Hang it on a wall, and make it stand tall
Show it off to guests
Cover it with a sheet and take it out trick or treating
Cover it and make a pitch tent on a stormy night
Smother it with plaster, make a cast
Put it in a museum, for all to see him
Worship it and wonder why others don't
Put it in a bun and take it down my throat
Hold it when I need to keep my balance
Enfold it when I need it just because
Take it home and give it lots of love
Put it deep inside, I said deep inside my glove
Yeah, Deep Inside, well protected sounds
like a good, very good, thing, to do with wood
it might even make it petrified, glorified n' all
standing tall, waitin' waitin' for the curtain call
to bow, and give it's audience proper recognition of it's position
tall n' all
I especially like the puttin' in a bun n' havin' some naked fun
swallowing whole n' all
standing tall, standing all
ready to give it one and all
let the wood be good
that's what God made if for
to bring home and treat it well
and bring it out, when you need some tail
or whip it good and make it jell
Create Good Things........
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though the sensuous touches
are meant to enhance
i need not silk or satin
to improve romance
for in fact i know natural
is as good as it gets
and that love in a fiction
is full of regrets
so tease me in the kitchen
squeeze me in the hall
pull me to the bedroom
where it's cool and dark, and all
it's your eyes reflect mine
identical in hue
just part of the mystery
of me and you
I'll have to think LONG and HARD
about "just part of the mystery
of scent and screw"
till someone else asks us to get a room
well, can we all go to the moon
the dark side, and find Paradise
where love blossoms
and lust thrusts full bloom
just bring a boom box
and blast PJam
and we get our hands n' knees
and find moon rocks
and jump up in air
and float down from there
if we're only pair
what are these other naked people
over there
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where's that stripper pole
let's all rip off our clothes and have go
round n' round we go
where our hot bodies stop
only the man at top or bottom knows
where's that stripper pole
and the hot bodies that make it magic
wrapping their bodies around like velvet glove
God is there anything besides this from heaven above
that can make a man lose his breath
and give it all he's got and get no rest
Create Good Things........
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My tires are smokin’ as we crank up our strokin’
Your humour makes me laugh and smile
But your lust ain’t jokin’
As we pass or first scenic milestone
and we enter the Moonlight Zone
Your strong yet delicate bones, and little moans
Help me climb up your steep inclined hills girl
Ooooooh baby, you’re givin’ me thrills
Ooooooh baby, I'm at the top your hills
Ooooooh baby, I'm givin' ya all from my till
Ooooooh baby, your’e givin’ me chills
Girl, I sure hope,
You remembered your pills
Create Good Things........
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This all started wth me wantin' to be your naughty boy
wanting to be your comfort and joy
wanting to be your boy with a rubber toy
a little rubber duckie lookin' not just lucky
but to melt a heart and ignite a spark
Now look what we've done
loads n' loads of cyber fun
moanin n' groanin' and SREAMIN'
and yet, we're still not done
cuz tomorow is another day to play
and erotic sensual creative poetic duetic trietic
rock n' rolls in the hay
Create Good Things........
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When I lived on the beach
my man always in reach
we rolled like the waves
our bodies made caves
we could scuba dive into
moving onto and into
and we left sillouettes in the sand
Here in NY it is easy
to get publicly sleasy
though the onlookers don't understand
They don't dare turn us in
for the passion we're in
makes them pleasure themselves with their hands
And the cops they don't care
cause they all want their share
and they know bigger crimes mean big paychecks
So they leave us alone
drink their chasers at home
and hope their wives can replay our hot sex
It looks like I've met my poetic erotiica matches
They like twirl around poles, and I like kissing snatches
There's nothing on the door to keep out teh viewers
and some whine and complain like the Milwaukie Brewers
We're creative cyber souls
who found a way to erotically play
and make us feel like scoring goals
some may want us to go underground
and make our loving sounds
in a hole like moles
Yet we're exhibitionists, actually like entertainers on a stage
We're like actors, musicians with instruments to play
We like to play our parts and tune our guitar strings
and see what lovely gifts our creative minds can do
when let out of a censored cage
So, we have a room, maybe a secluded beach with a view
but sit and dream up ways to get cyber laid
So audience just be glad we enjoy this sensual stuff
and don't charge you so we'd get paid
Enuff said
It's time to cumtinue the fun
The play never stops
cuz we've always got poppin' fresh buns
Create Good Things........
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Comments
Hot weather is good for that.
WHAT?/?/?? LOL .....did i miss something?
Can you re-post that or pm me with it?
it rained
I touched you lightly
with my fingertips beating a small tattoo
to match the sound of the drops
The wind picked up speed
and so did we
We were in a frenzy by the time the first crack of thunder
matched our mood
The lightning showed me everything I'd been feeling
in the dark
I wanted a hurricane at that moment
and I got it
twice in one night
I've been watching the weather reports ever since
praying for rain
and you again
[bold]Like a Huricane[/bold]
Like a hurricane you blow me away
I have to hold on for dear life
As you knock me down on the ground
And your wind howls its screaming sound
Like an earthquake you rattle me to the bone
You rock and roll me all night long as you fulfill my soul
Back and forth we sway
And someone cums along and prays
And then you jolt me hard
Over and over again as loving friends
As true friends have no end
You jolt me till all your energy is spent
And this message tells us, to repent
And that’s okay as us sinnin’
Are just beginnin’
To sin baby baby sin
We're givin' in, we're givin' in
As we get down and wet skin to skin
Graduate of the School for Sexual Gifted....magna cum loads
Mountains and Moles, Hills....
Take those lips
out of their ordinary world
where they simply say hello
and form a smile
Take them up here
to my neck
Breathe out slowly
Let them trail down towards the mountains
and the valley
in between
All the while breathing out slowly
I have a small little birthmark
down low on my belly
near my hip
Adhere your lips
Then head south
just a little further
just a little........oh.......
You are there
Baby show me your G-spot
Baby give me your G-Spot
I wanna give it to ya girl, all I’ve got
Show me where you want it babe
And I’ll be there I swear
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it don't matter, baby,
for you i'd break all the rules
if they say i should stay
then i'm rearing to go
if they say he's a dog
then i'd want to play more
if they tell me to fear
i'd brave anything
just to be near you again
it's a starlit night
and the top is down tight
your arms open in gesture
to invite me along
it was after the show
where i'd told you i'd go
(when you think i'm lyin')
i'd never steer you wrong
put the dollars in the jukebox, honey
let me pick some songs
i'll buy you a beer
and then we'll sing along
'i love you because you understand me....'
maybe we should take the time
for your hands move slowly
around my waist
and i'm captive again
caught in the web of your eyes
the warmth of your hands
and why won't i believe you love me?
(darlin' companion)
i oughta haul your ass down
so's i can wail on it hard
put a knee on your back
if you fight me
'don't you look at me..'
and when your cheeks (all4)
are pink and hot
i might allow you
to beg me
to forgive you
It's got a view...well views
then there's all us who've waxed our pens
and strummed our fingers that linger
and explore the crevices our minds
that make us fantasize about bodies intertwined
and hearts that hunger
and the erotic sounds of thunder
and dreaming about all that's under the covers
some may it bother, well let 'em get hot in their own way
'while the rest of cyberlusters enjoy our erotic creative play
Graduate of the School for Sexual Gifted....magna cum loads
Cuz I’m wind, rain, solar powered girl & fusion2
When our bodies are unison skin to skin
My tongue is arched as we begin to sin
But we’re not losers girl, we’re playin’ to win
Take this steerin’ wheel girl if ya wanna feel
The energy, the power, the forces
Like a heard of stampeding horses!
This feels more real than fantasy can feel
With our ever-longing kisses that are pure luscious bliss
How would we have known, it’d feel like this
Ohhhh Good Lord!… we might have to seal this deal
So hold on tight girl, as we burn more rubber on our hot wheels
Graduate of the School for Sexual Gifted....magna cum loads
to my head baby, to my head
all my blood, is rushin' to my head
Girls you got hard as a diamond rock
you know my typin' strokin' fingers
are gonna give ya all I got
and you know, I got alot, I got alot
to give it all night long
all night long
Juss sing me your beatin' hearts melody
and I'll give it all, give it all,
I'm free, I'm free to roll the away the stone
to gently give you my skin and bone
cuz I'm standing tall, standing tall
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everything you have to say
nobody ever showed me power
not this way (these ways)
but then i'd want to try
to do it just a fraction as
good as you demonstrate
with bold moves and action
a room
a room with a view
facing east
twards the rising sun
watching you naked on the bed
head turned
arms up
stroking you awake
with a gentle care
because to gaze upon your form
is only some of my ecstasy
Light it on fire, slowly
Wittle it down, while taking my time
Put a hat on it, make it wear a helmet
Smile and use it to pick my teeth
Hang it on a wall, and make it stand tall
Show it off to guests
Cover it with a sheet and take it out trick or treating
Cover it and make a pitch tent on a stormy night
Smother it with plaster, make a cast
Put it in a museum, for all to see him
Worship it and wonder why others don't
Put it in a bun and take it down my throat
Hold it when I need to keep my balance
Enfold it when I need it just because
Take it home and give it lots of love
Put it deep inside, I said deep inside my glove
a ilttle piece of Paradise
will the blue sky match your eyes
Lying on a satin pilowed with your cuddled heads
with the moon over the horizon'
and stars gone to bed
Feeling alright, feeling loose not tight
ready to give it all, into oncoming day
with sensual spiritual play
With dreams of Angels
dancin' in my head
I got love in heart and lust in my soul
Girl, let's get it on, let's rock n' roll
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Yeah, Deep Inside, well protected sounds
like a good, very good, thing, to do with wood
it might even make it petrified, glorified n' all
standing tall, waitin' waitin' for the curtain call
to bow, and give it's audience proper recognition of it's position
tall n' all
I especially like the puttin' in a bun n' havin' some naked fun
swallowing whole n' all
standing tall, standing all
ready to give it one and all
let the wood be good
that's what God made if for
to bring home and treat it well
and bring it out, when you need some tail
or whip it good and make it jell
Graduate of the School for Sexual Gifted....magna cum loads
are meant to enhance
i need not silk or satin
to improve romance
for in fact i know natural
is as good as it gets
and that love in a fiction
is full of regrets
so tease me in the kitchen
squeeze me in the hall
pull me to the bedroom
where it's cool and dark, and all
it's your eyes reflect mine
identical in hue
just part of the mystery
of me and you
just part of the mystery
of the meeting of two
just part of the mystery
of scent and screw
just part of the mystery
of love that is true
I'll have to think LONG and HARD
about "just part of the mystery
of scent and screw"
till someone else asks us to get a room
well, can we all go to the moon
the dark side, and find Paradise
where love blossoms
and lust thrusts full bloom
just bring a boom box
and blast PJam
and we get our hands n' knees
and find moon rocks
and jump up in air
and float down from there
if we're only pair
what are these other naked people
over there
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She enters the bar
and looks every man in the eye
Some look away
at first
Some stare
and flirt
She stands up on the bar
and looks every man in the eye
while lifting her skirt
then discarding it
She jumps and takes hold
of that long gleaming pole
and slowly slides down every inch of it
She takes all the bills
'til her g-string is filled
then walks backstage
and beckons to one
Only one lucky one
And he knows it
He shows it
The rest left to envy the pole
to get the final twirl of that g-string girl
no real man can resist a woman wrapped around a pole, I know
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I like this one!!!!!!!!
I'm sorry the Cali Girl left.
I lived in Cali
in a place
near an alley
and I watched the cats
in heat
on the street
I learned so much
I learned how to touch
how to growl and moan and whine
I'm now in New York
but the moon that I dance to
over Californication
still shines
where's that stripper pole
let's all rip off our clothes and have go
round n' round we go
where our hot bodies stop
only the man at top or bottom knows
where's that stripper pole
and the hot bodies that make it magic
wrapping their bodies around like velvet glove
God is there anything besides this from heaven above
that can make a man lose his breath
and give it all he's got and get no rest
Graduate of the School for Sexual Gifted....magna cum loads
NYC is just as beautiful as Cali.
Mind, Body, and Spiritual Ride (Gear IV)
My tires are smokin’ as we crank up our strokin’
Your humour makes me laugh and smile
But your lust ain’t jokin’
As we pass or first scenic milestone
and we enter the Moonlight Zone
Your strong yet delicate bones, and little moans
Help me climb up your steep inclined hills girl
Ooooooh baby, you’re givin’ me thrills
Ooooooh baby, I'm at the top your hills
Ooooooh baby, I'm givin' ya all from my till
Ooooooh baby, your’e givin’ me chills
Girl, I sure hope,
You remembered your pills
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wanting to be your comfort and joy
wanting to be your boy with a rubber toy
a little rubber duckie lookin' not just lucky
but to melt a heart and ignite a spark
Now look what we've done
loads n' loads of cyber fun
moanin n' groanin' and SREAMIN'
and yet, we're still not done
cuz tomorow is another day to play
and erotic sensual creative poetic duetic trietic
rock n' rolls in the hay
Graduate of the School for Sexual Gifted....magna cum loads
When I lived on the beach
my man always in reach
we rolled like the waves
our bodies made caves
we could scuba dive into
moving onto and into
and we left sillouettes in the sand
Here in NY it is easy
to get publicly sleasy
though the onlookers don't understand
They don't dare turn us in
for the passion we're in
makes them pleasure themselves with their hands
And the cops they don't care
cause they all want their share
and they know bigger crimes mean big paychecks
So they leave us alone
drink their chasers at home
and hope their wives can replay our hot sex
to an animal
to a red mosquito
now I'm a dissident
What's next?
I wanna a be rebel, with a cause
I got a pasion deep inside my soul
that forces me to write
about sex love and soulmates
destiny and fate
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not with you.
I'm right behind you.
They like twirl around poles, and I like kissing snatches
There's nothing on the door to keep out teh viewers
and some whine and complain like the Milwaukie Brewers
We're creative cyber souls
who found a way to erotically play
and make us feel like scoring goals
some may want us to go underground
and make our loving sounds
in a hole like moles
Yet we're exhibitionists, actually like entertainers on a stage
We're like actors, musicians with instruments to play
We like to play our parts and tune our guitar strings
and see what lovely gifts our creative minds can do
when let out of a censored cage
So, we have a room, maybe a secluded beach with a view
but sit and dream up ways to get cyber laid
So audience just be glad we enjoy this sensual stuff
and don't charge you so we'd get paid
Enuff said
It's time to cumtinue the fun
The play never stops
cuz we've always got poppin' fresh buns
Graduate of the School for Sexual Gifted....magna cum loads