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His Dream Of Her A Poem
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Posted:Jun 21, 2019 10:34 pm
Last Updated:Jun 22, 2019 8:41 am
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A black dress
Easily hiked up
Above the hips.
Panties that could
Be easily pulled down
Once they were
Thoroughly wet.
This is what he did
In his dreams.
He saw a photo of her
Dressed like this
And couldn't help
The dream it initiated.
He felt that wet spot
Now open to the air
And his roving hand.
The other hand of his
Holding hers
Above her head
As she was propped
Against the wall.
Her breath
Now coming in gasps.
She couldn't help
Emitting moans.
Little sounds
Of pleasure
Feeling and anticipating
More actions.
He moaned too.
More like a groan
From his deep voice.
He looked into her eyes
And saw so many emotions.
Desire and lust
Along with hesitancy
But also trust.
He saw all of this.
He went closer
In for a kiss.
Her lips quivering.
He felt something wet
Fall on his cheek
She was crying.
He pulled back
Looked at her intently
Brought a hand to her face
And asked
What is the matter honey?
She replied this is like a dream
A dream come true.
And the tears were happy ones
That showed her gratitude.
How can a man see
This scenario?
Well he was one
That cared so much
He knew how he
And his lover
Were connected
Through more than
Just desire and lust.
There were on the verge
If not already there
Of falling in love.
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Some Advice A Poem
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Posted:Jun 21, 2019 9:11 pm
Last Updated:Jun 22, 2019 8:42 am
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I needed some advice.
So I asked for your opinion
You did not disappoint
Your answers reasonable
And honest.
I can be quick to jump
To a conclusion
This time I asked
If you thought
My assumption was right.
You said you thought otherwise.
It was good to do
This exercise.
I could have made
A bigger mistake
Had I done what
I had thought
Was warranted.
Instead my hesitation
Might make a difference.
For the positive.
I have avoided
Showing my weakness.
In a situation.
I avoided admitting
That I was at fault
As you pointed out
That might not be
The case at all.
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His Last Name A Poem
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Posted:Jun 21, 2019 12:55 am
Last Updated:Jun 21, 2019 7:09 pm
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His last name is part
Of words I used yesterday.
It dawned on me
That I might think
Of him whenever
I use them.
His name means
A part of something
I could wax poetic
About it
But for the time being
I will leave it unsaid.
Just know that if
I ever shared it
We would be partnering.
Or neighboring.
It does tickle my mind
The combinations.
The connections
And inferences.
A play on words
For me to contemplate
At my leisure.
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Your Lack Of Response A Poem
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Posted:Jun 20, 2019 10:57 pm
Last Updated:Jun 21, 2019 2:58 pm
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I didn't want to be negative.
I didn't want my mood
To be sad.
But it couldn't be helped.
It happened because
You failed to text .
I am getting the feeling
That our communicating
Is coming to an end.
I could have taken
The initiative.
I could have been
The one to text first
Open with the usual
Hello, how are you doing?
Sometimes you respond
Within minutes
Other times hours pass.
The "we'll see" comment
Of yesterday seems to
Have been confirmed
But not in the affirmative.
Not like I would have liked.
As I wanted a positive
Response to my question
Of whether we would be
Getting together.
A deflated mood
Could not be avoided.
I am going to have to find
Some other things
Or people to change
My mood and thinking.
It is the first day of summer
And the summer can bring
Many pleasant changes
Let's hope one of those
Is a pleasant diversion.
Making me forget you
And your lack of response.
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Bunny And Other Names A Poem
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Posted:Jun 20, 2019 10:38 pm
Last Updated:Jun 21, 2019 8:15 pm
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I am wondering
Have I had some pet names
From lovers in the past
Darn memory
It has some gaps.
A new friend
Has started to
bunny.
I do like that.
As bunnies are cute
And soft and fluffy.
I have been called honey.
Sweetie, darling
Beautiful and my lady.
Just my given name
And it's shortened version.
I like them all
Especially accompanied
By love and affection.
I think if I were called lover
That might make me quiver.
How it really hits some
Inner part of me.
How precise it is.
Like an on/off switch.
But Bunny is the word
That I want to
How I appreciate being
Compared and called it
By someone who thinks
I have bunny like qualities.
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A New Morning Ritual A Poem
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Posted:Jun 20, 2019 10:23 pm
Last Updated:Aug 6, 2019 10:30 am
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The morning comes
The light grows brighter
Through the window
The one with the blind
And the other one
That has none but
A curtain with
A plant hanging.
I grow increasingly aware
That you will be awakening.
How I can't wait
Until we do our thing!
You know well
That action your
Sleeping over brings!
You open your eyes.
You see my face .
I touch your shoulder
And say mmmmmm
Good morning!
You say " it is, isn't it?"
I move closer
And kiss your cheek
And then your lips.
Mmmmm things are
Getting revved up
As I reach under the blanket
To your waist
And ascertain a certain
Part of you' that might
Also be awake.
Oh yes! How hard!
It is ready for me .
I move the covers
And let my mouth
Make sure it stays!
You then say
In a matter of fact way.
"You want something ?"
I reply, "Yes, please."
You move on top of me.
I open my legs
You find the entrance
To my pleasure cave.
I can't help moaning
It feels so good
The way you move.
The rhythm we establish.
It is something
That all mornings should
Have as a given
And a ritual.
Like brushing teeth.
Which we have forgone
For the time being.
Luckily we did a good job
Before we went to sleep.
Our new morning ritual
Puts smiles on our faces.
Which we wear
Throughout the day.
Doing our bodies good.
Putting us in a great mood.
That beats the morning blues.
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A Cold And Sore Throat A Poem
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Posted:Jun 20, 2019 9:02 pm
Last Updated:Jun 20, 2019 10:27 pm
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I told him I had a cold
And a sore throat.
He said to use salt
Water and gargle.
Another person suggested
I go breathe in
Some sea air
I guess the salt
Is the thing that
Can do the trick
To clear my head?
Just to be safe
I put a in
To my doctor's office.
To see if I should
Make a visit.
Who knows this
Could be serious
As in a strep infection.
Aren't summer colds awful?
They should be outlawed!
But like everything else
Laws get broken
And voila a cold
And sore throat come on!
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Friends With Lots To Share A Poem
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Posted:Jun 19, 2019 10:46 pm
Last Updated:Jun 20, 2019 2:17 pm
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I so appreciate his time
I so appreciate his understanding.
Perhaps had we met
Sooner in our lives
We would be a couple
And not just platonic friends.
But I am happy
That friends we became.
A friendship is a two way street
It is a give and take equation
If only one person is doing
All of one thing
The friendship inevitably
Comes to an end.
We have a lot to share
Thoughts about so many subjects.
Tell stories and anecdotes
Share our feelings about them.
We can learn from each other.
We can take comfort
In our timely commiseration.
We can enjoy each other's jokes
Even laugh when one of us
Miserably fails
Knowing we are laughing
With them and how they
Have persevered.
We can comment
About each of our experiences.
We can offer suggestions
For difficult situations.
We can be open and honest
We can be authentic and genuine.
These are things we have voiced
That are of great importance.
For the lessons we have learnt
Of the opposite
Have made us yearn
For this behavior in our futures.
It is not all seriousness.
Far from it.
We like to laugh
Which we seem to do
Every few minutes.
It is a cycle of communication
That lends itself
To many pleasant conversations.
With little lulls
And even those
Are understandable
After all we have to digest
Whatever was said
And form thoughts
And give feedback.
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The Taste Of Things A Poem
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Posted:Jun 19, 2019 9:08 pm
Last Updated:Jun 20, 2019 8:47 pm
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I have a scene in my mind.
It will take a few locations
To be just right.
I am going to have
A lollipop in my mouth
When you arrive..
I am going take it out
When I kiss you.
I want you to taste
It on my lips.
Then I will offer it
To you to lick.
I am going to suggest
We do something
With that lollipop.
It is going to be
An added prop
For an oral act
When we adjourn
To the bedroom.
We are going to test
The taste of things.
Alone and in conjunction.
We are going to give
A whirl to some kinkiness.
I have a feeling
It will be quite pleasant!.
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We'll See Was The Answer A Poem
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Posted:Jun 19, 2019 8:20 pm
Last Updated:Jun 19, 2019 10:59 pm
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I guess the answer
Was not the one
I wanted to hear
But was it to be expected?
I mean we have not
Been hot and heavy
In our chats this week
Perhaps you are getting
Bored with me?
"We'll see" was the response
To my question
Of whether you will
Help with the urges I have.
You know from the past
What those are.
So I didn't think
I had to voice them.
I know you were tired
And the question was
Posed rather late.
So your non committal answer
Can somewhat be explained.
But if you are
Getting bored with me
I don't know what say.
Except I wish you would
Change your mind
And find something
We can do that will be
New and exciting.
Perhaps our next conversation
I will make some suggestions.
After all I do have
Quite the imagination!
I do recall some scenarios
You had mentioned.
Those will be offered
Hopefully they will be enticing!
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Sleep Happenings A Poem
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Posted:Jun 19, 2019 4:30 pm
Last Updated:Jul 8, 2019 12:44 am
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You know I watch you
When you sleep
I see your face
Free of stress
And at ease.
How it makes me smile
To see you so at peace.
So what if you snore
It's not too loud
It does not last long
You seemingly know
And move into
Another position
That breaks the pattern.
Oh dear this thought
Makes me squirm!
For I know I snore some.
I barely sleep when
You are around.
For fear this will happen.
So when you
The next morning
After our morning sex session.
When I am glowing
In it's aftermath.
I gladly and with
Your permission
Take a nap.
Ah there I smile again
Knowing satisfaction.
Knowing you left happy.
Knowing I did my best
To make that happen.
Also knowing that if I snore
You won't be around
To hear it!
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The Aggregate Of True Love A Poem
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Posted:Jun 19, 2019 12:18 am
Last Updated:Jul 8, 2019 12:46 am
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He spoke about
What true love is.
What it means to him.
As I asked him
His definition.
I want to bookmark
Those words
To recall at a later date.
They give me hope
That true love
Is something
I too can achieve.
To be there
Through thick and thin.
For good times and bad
He said to deal
With someone when
They are angry
As well as sad.
I might add
That I too see the merits
In being there
For venting
As well as consolation.
But too much of one
Is never a good thing.
Wouldn't it be nice
If it was reciprocated?
My parents set a good example.
There was love and caring
It was nurturing and giving.
They were not young lovers
When they met
But love's war veterans.
Losers in such contests.
Hoping for a second chance.
They seized it like a life raft
But it offered enough buoyancy
To give them comfort.
Therein lasting decades.
Not saying it was all roses
As other flowers bloomed
But the weeds did not take away
The beauty of days in aggregate.
In fact that word is indicative
Of the meaning of true love.
So many elements
Make it up.
The combination unique
For each participant.
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A Friendship A Poem
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Posted:Jun 18, 2019 10:43 pm
Last Updated:Jun 19, 2019 12:27 pm
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I don't want you to feel jealous.
That is not my intention.
I would spare you that feeling
I know how it is unpleasant.
I want you to know
That I value our friendship.
It is wonderful
When we have our
Blanket conversations.
I think you would agree
With me on this assessment.
I share my thoughts with you.
You return the favor.
We are open with one another.
That is something I appreciate
I hope you value honesty
And being genuine
As that is my preference.
All this talk
Would have been accompanied
By a hug in person
Don't you think?
We have both admitted
That is something
We like give.
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