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Many Erotic Haiku
Many Erotic Haiku hard flesh meets soft flesh electric arcs of pleasure in the dark, a cry tightly her legs close her refusal enticing breathlessly I plea my fingers pressing down, the moment drawing out...up... it will come imagining you smoothing creases, shuffling in your chair- so hard rest like a pebble... round smooth warm from the sun your tongue caressing my body shifts towards your solid firm thighs open upwards arching back That first time my middle-finger slipped into your warm wet cleft you can not believe my amazement at being As wet as I am Escaping little birds My moans my cries dissolving You awakening she knelt in between Too trembling to stand he licked salty skin "Intense? Yes," she said. Who imagines this from words? They evoke pure lust. Rummaging around Inside your mind, seeking some Hot sanctuary The feel of it against My tender inner thighs - abrupt - Melting sticky urges He calls me lustful Fill me with lust I beg him Unable to stop I will send you mine All of it, you can take it Infinity within He found her tiny Fingertips sliding slowly Up and down his spine She told him, coax me Tease me, warm me up till Coming- an hour straight Antique Japanese Kyoto Shunga (erotic woodblock print) |
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But how about: "Warm caress of flesh..." For line one, I mean. MT (Get me, all uppity and poetic and shit?)
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Rapt, wrapped in your legs trickling sweet love nectar down my chin, chest, charms. Pastiche of pink slick sticky flesh rolled round the tongue coaxing dew from prick. Points of light, wait sparks ascend my spine lighting realization. My .02¢ WW. I have done the old-fashioned thing, have you? (Recently, I mean) XOXO Thank you for these, WW. MT
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Rapt, wrapped in your legs trickling sweet love nectar down my chin, chest, charms. Pastiche of pink slick sticky flesh rolled round the tongue coaxing dew from prick. Points of light, wait sparks ascend my spine lighting realization. My .02¢ WW.
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This is a lovely thread. It is unmistakable: this is my favorite by far: "Rummaging around Inside your mind, seeking some Hot sanctuary" The assonance and alliterations in the second line, the contrasting images in the last (paralleled with contrasting syllable length so well), and 'rummaging' is such a wonderfully aural word. And with around, even moreso. Plus, it's such a familiar activity, everyday in many ways - it refers, for me, to both the obvious erotic fantasies but also the moment to moment reframings I (and perhaps all sentient beings) tend to do with the Real. Yep: Head over heels about this one. That is also my own personal favorite and I have even considered adding it to the 'title page' of my entire blog. For I feel, actually, that a reader who is a thoughtful reader is doing precisely that...and a poster who is a thoughtful poster is enabling me to return that favor (so I am rummaging around inside your mind, sir.) MT
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This is a lovely thread. It is unmistakable: this is my favorite by far: "Rummaging around Inside your mind, seeking some Hot sanctuary" The assonance and alliterations in the second line, the contrasting images in the last (paralleled with contrasting syllable length so well), and 'rummaging' is such a wonderfully aural word. And with around, even moreso. Plus, it's such a familiar activity, everyday in many ways - it refers, for me, to both the obvious erotic fantasies but also the moment to moment reframings I (and perhaps all sentient beings) tend to do with the Real. Yep: Head over heels about this one. "The greatest worth is self-mastery ..quality is seeking to serve others ..precept is continual awareness ..medicine is the emptiness of all ..action is not conforming with the world ..magic is transmuting passions ..wisdom is seeing deeply"
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Dear Mr. Bliss, If I did not know any better I would say you are positively hitting on me? Could this be? Do you want to tie me up and do filthy profane unspeakable and yet highly pleasurable things to me? Inquiringly, MT
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Dear Mr. Bliss, As do I, and kimono and obi for that matter. I used to have an antique obi I was fond of being bound up with....those are quite long, you know...for years it was a very pleasurable thing to both touch and use....hmmm where did I stash that sash? Perplexed, Mariana_Trench_
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2/1/2010 12:16 am |
wow Its gr8 would love the same.
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