Do It To Me Tease me please me make me dry Take me break me make me sigh Lick me dick me make me scream Love me shove me make me cream Quench me drench me close my eyes Suck me fuck me hear my cries Miss me kiss me give me more Bend me rend me on the floor Lunge me plunge me make me moan Turn me burn me make me groan Fetch me stretch me make me wet Ride me glide me make me sweat Twirl me whirl me break the doors Hold me scold me make me yours Do me do me night and day Do me do me any way. Dreaming Heart My dearest love, I cannot believe the poem you wrote. I thought I was dreaming, far-fetched and remote. So, I logged off-line to write in reply; and I could barely begin, so excited was I. It made me recall all the past we have scanned, the books and the letters, and the prints in the sand, the black-pebbled beaches and pictures and dreams. The memories came flooding back like miniature streams. My heart is so happy to hear again your prayer. I was lost without you, although I knew you were there. Your gentle-sided being and sweet kissing blows make me feel like I'm dreaming. Am I? Heaven knows. Parched in the desert without the drink of your kiss, I thought I had lost all my moments of bliss. Yet, again you arise and light the lamp of love; and it shines in the heavens like a beacon above. These miniature streams of memory may drift out to sea, and I hope at the end we'll find a place to be. Yet, in the meantime, you are always in my heart; and neither time nor distance can keep us apart. Streamers of joy are set free above the trees. You have captured my heart and put me at ease. Know that I am with you, and hope you are well. The silence between us was never farewell. I am so glad to see you writing again your poetry. It has always been beautiful, especially to me. Your heart is so special, on its very own isle. You give to me always exultation and smile. So here is a rose @}------> from my own display, may it bring you joy and peace today. I have always been with you, held captive inside. I felt your quandary and silently cried. Never lose the hope that your poetry lends to the lovers at heart and listening friends. Love would never leave you and neither will I. We are fated to be like sun and the sky. Earth and Sky You are the sky. I am the earth --- two spherical bodies conjoined in perfect unity. Our great love affair fessed in the depths of the soundless seas, which weep in delight at our great love. Tides scroll into shore touching my body. Our love is written on wind. This is the love we share. Endless borders of eternity fitted into the palm of the sea, synchronicity and coincision which are too complex to be coincidence. Some god fashioned us as one, imperfect without the other. We rise and touch at the borders, the endless stretch of the sea rolling back on itself at last. You envelop me like a garment made of the most rhapsodic cloth, bluer than the waters of our love. Your lips burning against mine, all-embracing within the clouds, which are softer than any breeze you have ever sent down to me. O my love! You kiss me so well, released in cascading raindrops. The sweet, damp moistness dripping into every crevice of my being. Stars are not fixed and eternal. You send brighter ones to me always. Our love grows brighter still than all the stars in heaven. I love you my sweet love. Won't you fall down upon me and give me what it is I so desire? I want you, desire you, need you. I need all that you are. Let me touch the sky's splendour that I might happily lay back down upon this earth in fields of clover and say that I have touched heaven. I long to touch your face beloved. I blow kisses to you upon the wind. I Cried Out For More My body doesn't lie. My body says yes; but my lips say no, not meaning what they say. Lightning flashed through me as I cried and yelled and clutched at his back. He caught my hand and pressed it against him; but my lips said no, not meaning what they said. My "no" meaning "yes," "no" being my only word. I cried out for more and only he understood. His eyes reading mine and seeing through me. I wanted him to force me for some unspeakable reason. I pulled my hand away. "No." He heard me and left. When I said no, I still meant yes.