curiosity piqued (a fantasy)
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Posted:Nov 6, 2017 4:47 am
Last Updated:Jun 28, 2018 12:25 am
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Do you like couples I've been asked before
Curiosity piqued i say tell me some more
i ve been around swingers, love watching girls kiss
but never been with a boy and girl,
Im certain it would rock my world
I ve dreamed of grabbing nice tits from behind
touching her just right making her mine
accepting i might even do it sometime
but sometime is now and she looks pretty good
he looks good too, shit these folks are not food
or maybe they are like a hot dog, and pie
she cherry cheesecake, he pastrami on rye
both delicious, and eager to taste MY buffet
half of me says pass, the other half play
good God I Think what would my mother say
"you are single, and always been my wild ,
go play and let yourself be beguiled"
apprehensive but ready to pounce on it now
wet kitty purring, so fucking alluring
a fantasy laced with anticipation
and eagerly awaiting the next invitation
dedicated to S. and J...
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To be ravished and devoured
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Posted:Oct 26, 2017 12:49 am
Last Updated:Jan 4, 2018 4:55 am
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This is one thing I could do for hours
Find a hot guy who would ravish and devour
Every inch of my body, and more
any place else he would like to explore
some hot ass kool cat with a body to die for
sweet words in my ear, his warmth drawing near
his hands on my hips as he chews on my lips
all night we would play until the next day
and when I go to leave he begs me to stay
yes yes I say as we fall to the floor
to devour and ravish each other some more
but i have not found someone who devours
and spoils me and ravishes me for hours
I wonder if ravishing kool cat exist
or do I add this to my bucket list...
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crazy me
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Posted:Oct 26, 2017 12:01 am
Last Updated:Jun 28, 2018 12:24 am
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I am going to do it
I have thought thru it
It would pay bills
Give others cheap thrills
could fix my poor car
would take my boys far
To make my own website
and I be the star
but not xxx rated
I'm not that jaded
I have too much class
I'll show tits and ass
If forced to show old glory
I think I would pass
But some men like using
their imagination
to guess what it looks like
a sweet fascination
naysayers tell me
you wont make it
if you don't show pussy
well I am going to just be me
write blogs, sell pics
maybe a video (but no dicks)
a contest or two
if you win I'll come meet you
I am doing it because
I cant punch more clocks
and you have to act
when opportunity knocks
so my will see
That though I may fall
I would rather try and fail
Then to not try at all!
yes, my own website
to me it just feels right
I will give all I've got
this is going to be HOT!!!
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Stamped Gullible
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Posted:Oct 2, 2017 4:30 am
Last Updated:Jun 28, 2018 12:22 am
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I've said it before and I say it again,
why am I lied to by so many men...
I've been around the block enough to know,
that if its too good to be true, than its probably so
Gullible because there are lies I'll believe
making a terrible fool out of me
like when a I am given a promising lead
then its taken away cuz he couldnt fuck me
or the offers to buy the things I must sell
to keep my precious from a homeless hell
and I wait all damn day, most excited to earn
and he never shows up or calls, I get burned
I make the mistake of no poker face
Honesty and transparency takes the place
This damn sign upon me , why is it there?
Instead i wish it read "Handle with Care"
It effects more than me, my boys suffer too
I'll rip this damn sign off if its the last thing I do
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Little Girl Challenged
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Posted:Sep 26, 2017 12:46 am
Last Updated:Jun 28, 2018 12:21 am
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Little Girl of my heart, only I know your fears
Of what will become of us in 20 years
My sons who once worshipped the ground I did grace
Will have and wives to now take my place
A God who knows what I doth fear the most
being alone in an echoing house
A mirror that doesn't reflect how I feel
A heartache so deep I demand an appeal
But for what does this worrisome thought process give
Except more wrinkles and less life to live
If it is my fate to spend old age alone in my head
with no wrinkled aged man to help warm my bed
Then I accept the challenge that dares me to stay
alone in a world without playgrounds to play
without my beloved to depend on my care
and no one to notice if im even there
I rise to the challenge, and believe me its true
If I can live life alone, I can die alone too!
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Good things come...
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Posted:Sep 10, 2017 12:38 pm
Last Updated:Jun 28, 2018 12:17 am
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I had his attention, said I was a treat
We talked for a minute my interest was piqued
Tho I was twice the age of what he likes to eat
He was putting forth effort and I found that sweet
He made a nice gesture to show me he cared
Then he read my blog and I think he got scared
For he felt the need to enlighten me
And Without hesitation tried to frighten me
I was emotionally fragile was the phrase he used
And it was the friend zone He was sending me to
But my sensual ways kept him dismayed
And I found him trying to tempt me to play
Though quite complementary I caught all the jabs
So I'd know of all the young pussy he's had
As if this fine filly would have disappointed
What I had to give would have left him anointed
loneliness and intrigue had me taking the bait
Then one night I was busy and he couldn't wait
his well hidden anger exposed its harsh face
Trying to bully me to a dark place
Forgetting I'm smarter than he'd given credit
Tough and quite brave but he'd never admit it
Grateful that hasty is not how I roll
My patience it saves me from another asshole!
I write blog poetry because it helps me release pent up emotional feelings that might otherwise be grooming me to be the next neighborhood cat lady....all kidding aside I have been writing since the age of eight to deal with the traumatic childhood I had and have since found it cathartic in dealing with the little nuances of life like shitty boyfriends and chronic insomnia and death. If you think my words make me weak and fragile you are not seeing the bigger picture...it takes a lot of courage to post the things on my heart that leave me vulnerable and transparent...but that's what I choose to convey my vulnerability along side my strength my intelligence my sensuality my wit my heartache my humor my desires and my need to be heard. If this is the only media I ever blog on and even one person is moved to relate with what I am saying then it's worth all the exposure to my emotional tapestry! Don't let a few words scare ya...what's scarier is what is hidden sometimes!!! Peace!
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:Little Girl Found part 2
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Posted:Sep 3, 2017 12:34 am
Last Updated:Nov 11, 2018 5:30 pm
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Little girl found the results came back
Not suicide, your life was hacked
Not by a stranger I know they will find
one mans obsession with you left him blind
With rage because you did not reciprocate
His whack job of love that was loaded with hate
A man well known by your family for years
Who fucked with your life and fueled all your fears
The last time I saw you you said to my face
if something happens to me tell the cops about (blank)
And 6 weeks later you go in the ground
While this whacked piece of shit is still walking around
But God who is patient will soon find you peace
When that murderer can no longer call himself free...
Your mother and will find peace then too
Little girl murdered I still cry for you.
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I Believe
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Posted:Jun 22, 2017 12:43 am
Last Updated:Jun 28, 2018 12:14 am
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Why is it that I can accept anything?
I accept where I'm from and where I'm going.
I believe that we are more than what we are told.
I believe it is best to die when we're old!
It is true I get angry when someone does leave,
This world prematurely, and this I believe,
Some pretty cool people leave way too soon!
Some monsters they stay for too many moons!
I can get mad but I know I can't change it.
It is the job of the Creator to arrange it.
To question him would be to have no respect!
After all the Creator, I believe, knows what's best!
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If I Had a Daddy
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Posted:Jun 18, 2017 4:36 pm
Last Updated:Jun 28, 2018 12:13 am
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If I had a daddy, a father of my own,
I'd call him every single day, he'd never be alone.
I would tell him all the ways that he meant Love to me.
I would thank him for his part in who I came to be.
He would know that I was good because he taught me ways,
To be the best that I could be and always I would pray,
That God would hold a special place and show him favor too.
Yes, if I had a daddy...that's what I would do!
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My Mistake
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Posted:Jun 15, 2017 6:18 pm
Last Updated:Jun 28, 2018 12:10 am
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I made a mistake, I often do.
I let my guard down and trusted you.
So soon after letting an oaf shake my spirit.
My heart I should guard, let no one near it.
I told you I'd play and there'd be no emotion.
As a sexual partner you had my devotion.
I tried to pretend your neglect can't effect me
But my psyche disparaged each time you'd reject me.
How did this happen , I'd have never guessed?
That fucking you so good would make me a mess.
And your actions and words conflict I have seen.
Which kept me confused, fuck say what you mean!
First I abhored you, then I adored you.
You fit me just right as we fucked all those nights.
The attention you gave kept me happy inside,
I hoped that our feelings might soon coincide!
( I know its a man thing...involving your pride)
Ignoring me while I stay broken inside!
My heart got attached, tho not my intention.
A pound of cure worth an ounce of prevention?
I was filled with desire , and eager to play
But you took what you wanted then threw me away!
If someday you find yourself craving my taste,
Resist the temptation, don't give in to haste.
Rejection from you leaves me wanting to die!
Why is it so hard to just say goodbye?
I still cannot decide if being the victim/recipient of a sex addict/deviant/kindred spirit is a good thing or a bad thing???
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Little Girl Found
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Posted:Jun 12, 2017 2:15 pm
Last Updated:Nov 11, 2018 5:27 pm
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Well I just heard,
It happened again!
Suicide claimed
another friend.
A little girl lost,
she was just like me.
The world had hurt her,
She longed to be free.
Like a kite that is tethered,
Even sometimes worn and weathered,
Not her fault she longs to fly.
To surf the clouds,
To ride the sky.
Once reeled in,
it wants to die.
A blessing you were,
tho a little girl lost.
Life gave you your ticket ,
you paid the cost.
It got too hard,
you could no longer pretend.
So bucking the rules,
You made your own end.
Little girl FOUND...
you were my friend.
Sweet Kaye I hope you find peace in the clouds!!! RIP!
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RocketMan
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Posted:Jun 11, 2017 1:34 pm
Last Updated:Jun 27, 2018 11:55 pm
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I knew when I met you Rocketman,
That you would be someone I'd understand.
Your feet on the earth and head in the clouds,
Doing things most men only dream about.
A Space cowboy drawn to my sexy wild spirit,
Turned on, but somehow afraid to get near it.
We connected so deep in a sexual way,
Yet I cannot entice you to meet me and play!
But for half a year you were all that I knew,
Then off in his rocket, my space cowboy flew.
Staying connected, and promises made,
To keep me believing I'd taste you someday.
And someday has come and I'm still around.
Does some other earthling have you aground?
I have had lovers since the day we met,
But I haven't met anyone as of yet,
They gave me such joy and sexual bliss!
Without Ever meeting or sharing a kiss!
to major tom...
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Insomnia
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Posted:Jun 5, 2017 6:06 am
Last Updated:Sep 28, 2019 10:25 pm
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Tonight insomnia visits again, his presence familiar,
like a long lost friend.
With him his brother, Anxiety,
to take whatever they can from me.
For many a year these companions are mine,
becoming familiar over time.
Stealing my sleep and depleting my soul,
Leaving me feeling less than whole.
Once again my sanity tested,
walking thru another day not rested.
How can I escape the tight grasp of these thieves,
always taking the best of me?
If only I had someone I could hold,
arms around me, their warmth upon me.
Then sleep would chase the two brothers away,
keep them at bay.
Holding on to another until all is ok…
Throughout the night, till the sun shone bright.
If only, I say…
But still here they sit.They mock my resistance…
How I hate their persistence.
june 2016
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