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I'm glad you like it. It's meant to be carnal and romantic.
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The title means Come on Home. It's a song by Indigenous.
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Generally it is private, but poetry is a glance at someone's heart, at their true desires, thoughts, and feelings. Erotic poetry is no different.
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It is very real! The longing is genuine. I'm glad you liked it.
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Nah, that's not Yang. I've heard his voice. He doesn't sound at all like a bitch boi. He's butch.
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Chapter 45: Moet & Chandon
Tiger commented on Andrew Q Gordon's story chapter in Chapter 45: Moet & Chandon
I hope Peter gets better. He took that too far with the hard f**king thing. No means no. He really does need therapy. Good chapter regardless! -
He forgot to snap his fingers. Anyway, he is actually right. I have a friend who thinks that he needs a boyfriend to make him feel stronger, someone who's his protector. I told him it's not realistic, but he's insistent...
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Happy Birthday, Chris!
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Hahaha
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Draps de Satin As I lie on satin sheets, visions appear in psyche Thoughts of you undressed and fully erect enter my thoughts Come to me now, covering me with your sexy body Plant your lips firmly on mine, your tongue tantalizing Take me to a state of reverie, basking in your love As I lie on satin sheets, visions of beauty abound Thoughts of you inhaling my hardness drive me crazy Come to me now, and devour all of your sweet elixir Plants your lips lovingly on my
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Again, why am I being a accused of evil cliffhangers? Sometimes sex isn't really all that passionate. Orgies are not really meant to be passionate. Quite frankly, they were f**king.
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Reviens à la Maison The music I hear reminds of how much I long for you Come on home and make me alive again Let’s lie by the fire and listen to the melody Our song is playing, I need you near As the guitar strums, I wish to discard your garments The tune of enchantment creates fantasy of suckling your manhood The music I hear reminds of how much I want you bare Come on home and let me explore you Let’s lie in our bed, and fuck like tomorrow will not come Our s
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Je Rêve du Jour I dream of the day when you are beside me Kissing my body, no hesitation You in your undies with my hand rubbing Your manliness hard and drizzling I dream of the day when you are inside me Kissing my neck, thrusting gently You in your glory with me in trance Your manliness making me scream I dream of the day when you gush inside me Kissing my ear with your teeth clenched You in your delight with my core brimming Your manliness softens
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Poems of lust, love, and passion. Warning: Adults only! If you're too young. Please do not read them.
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Oh! I just loved this story. It turned out just like I hoped it would. You're a great author. I'll definitely be reading more!
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Nowhere to Run Here I am in the midst of a storm, nowhere to run and nowhere to hide Those I loved before, they left with nary a word, leaving this void in my heart Into the dark chasm I tarry with tears of lost love's agony Nowhere to run, I stumble through the cavern Not knowing where to find rays of hope Here I am lost in the barren snow, no one who knows and no one who cares Though I needed them so, I must have lost them forever, leaving bitterness in my s
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Sometimes they hurt you, but other times you just need a little patience.
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Despair Despair makes you weak and kills all your hope Reality breaks and tears fill your eyes The dark clouds lead you to a valley of forlorn No longer strong, all reverie departed Despair in the dark and feel dead inside Reality warps and cries leave your mouth The dark clouds smother you leaving desolation No longer live, all joy disappears Despair leave right now and bring back the love Reality back and no more sorrow The dark clouds take a hike, th
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Whore A whore you are to the laws of society Work for the man and collect what you earn Nothing ever changes in the dullness of life Your sweat and tears mean not a thing A whore you are to your worldly goods Work for all your money and shop ‘til you drop Nothing ever changes except the thickness of a wallet Your lack of freedom leave emptiness within A whore you are to people in your life Work to make them happy without appreciation Nothing ever changes except the color
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Justice You stole their innocence in the blink of an eye. They locked you away as a monster in a cage. Never again will you harm the little cherubs. The nights of terror fade to memories of yore. You led her astray as a woman and her scars. They put you away yet her heart remained. Never again will she fall for old tricks. The nights of solitude shall soon be at rest. You lost my respect and serene liberty. They locked you away to pay for misdeeds. Never again will I se
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Hey sexy.
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It seems that I'm the only who almost knew that the grandparents would leave the cars to Jason. It was so freaking obvious, but everyone else seems surprised. Also not surprising is Pete's reaction. I like Pete, but he needs to quit being a whiny bitch about money. It's not all there is to life. Good chapter though.
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Maryland seems to be the only sane southern state. I really hope it passes.
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A cliffhanger? I've no idea what you mean? I'm glad you're liking it. It's a fun story to write.
