ThanksI really appreciate your interest and care.
Mike
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DRESSED TO THRILLDRESSED TO THRILLDRESSED TO THRILL
Come to me in lace, my sweet, come tease my eyes and make me peek between each entwined thread and peer to see your treasures appear and disappear in filigree strands play hide-and-seek.
Come to me in silk, my dear, and I shall listen for that certain sound the hiss and slither all around: sweet susurration of descending silk lies unneeded on the ground.
Come to me in satin, love, which clings to every darling flow and tempts my fingers slide and glide over every crevice, every side to trace each precious gem below.
by ~meic2
MISTLETOEMISTLETOEMISTLETOE
Once virgin white, the berries blush pretty-girl pink encrimsoned by
the Yule-tide fire
First a chaste and friendly kiss, pressed a slick second longer in a soft caress provokes a flick of tongue to lick the joining of her lips: ‘friendly’ has fled, chased - replaced by passion; whose entwined tongue
and lips conjoin, conspire and conjure but a single word …
… desire
by ~meic2
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there once was a man whose skin was of brick the color of sand, one quarter inch thick he never got bit, or baked in the sun, could manage to sit but struggled to run.
he met a nice girl made of marshmallow (her face was a pearl, pale shade of yellow) she always was kind, she tried to be sweet but neighborhood swine would lick at her feet.
these two lucky souls shared every delight for love never folds; it always feels right so when people stared or laughed at the two their hearts were repaired by "Hun, I love you"
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Beautiful Desperations---Beautiful Desperations
Twirling dances creep around the shadows, Beautiful ebony drips golden fears.
Forgotten steps repeat the sun... Rephrase the stars... Rewrite eternity.
Graceful bells sing sweet melodies,
Upon this manipulative dance
We all cry amongst the shadows. Silently scraping porcelaine walls, With vacant eyes lost upon beauty.
This is dreams in poisoned love, Caged within black screams Forever lost within the spirals.
The black sun's desperation
Never sheds a tear.
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by ~summerglow
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mari
A man's home is his castle.....let him clean it........anon
I will be traveling your way in August by way of Scotland, Carlisle and maybe Liverpool.
I've never been to Wales and I must see the land of my great-grandmother!!
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mari
A man's home is his castle.....let him clean it........anon
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