Submissions by blueeyes415263
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
To hear or be heard, can sometimes only be achieved through written word.
Prisoners
We are prisoners of our own passion, the touch we long for, the taste we desire is so intoxicating that wemust have it... Our bodies are passionate lovers with wild unrelenting hearts that become the masters of who we are... Sexual freedom allowing ourselves to express our true selves has become a high we cannot fight... We cherish the gifts we bring to the other and we cry out for more... We protect what has become our most seductive secrets that consumes us, but yet we are eager for the attention... we are prisioners of our own passion, may we forever be it's slave!
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Rain drops
I feel the rain falling on my skin, cool drops falling and running down my body...They become your hands as they begin to slowlyrun down my face and neck, making visions dance wildly in my mind... Onto now my aroused awaiting breasts they travel, running down to the tips of my nipples and dripping off onto the ground below... The crease between my breasts has now become a valley in which they run down to my stomache touching so softly and gently... father down they move caressing me touching my inner thighs causing their own twisted delight, they are teasing me... Moving down my legs calves...
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A Flame A Fire
Soft on the end's, dancing in it's own rythem, color's so bold and bright...
From one stage to another, the colors are changing, lighting up the darkest of night's...
Moving rapidly from one place to another, spreading it's body like a powerful sea...
Flames turning into a roaring fire, burning from with inside of me...
Consumeing everything in it's path, leaving no beginning and no end, completely taking over me, again and again...
Written By:R E Fuller 7-20-2006
From one stage to another, the colors are changing, lighting up the darkest of night's...
Moving rapidly from one place to another, spreading it's body like a powerful sea...
Flames turning into a roaring fire, burning from with inside of me...
Consumeing everything in it's path, leaving no beginning and no end, completely taking over me, again and again...
Written By:R E Fuller 7-20-2006
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Dreaming
I touch your lips ever so softly,
feel the excitment of your bodygetting closer to mine...
Hearing our heartbeats entertwinning together in the mist of a madness of pure passion...
Looking into your eyes and knowing that I am completely safe,
I feel the movements of you body leading me to a sensual, overwhelming, heated, breath taking spiral I have never experienced....
Face to face I am only with you, you have captured my heart withyour kisses, and stolen my body with your lustful, and wild desires....
Then my eyes open and my mind clears... I realize...
feel the excitment of your bodygetting closer to mine...
Hearing our heartbeats entertwinning together in the mist of a madness of pure passion...
Looking into your eyes and knowing that I am completely safe,
I feel the movements of you body leading me to a sensual, overwhelming, heated, breath taking spiral I have never experienced....
Face to face I am only with you, you have captured my heart withyour kisses, and stolen my body with your lustful, and wild desires....
Then my eyes open and my mind clears... I realize...
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