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Pablo Neruda's 17th Sonnet 2/24/2007
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I ...
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~ ocean ~ 2/21/2007
~ ocean ~
where the softly falling rain hit the top of the mountain we met
where the puddles quietly coupled into thinly trickling pools we began
where the pools joined and ran as gently flowing brooks we grew closer
where the brooks poured together as a shallow rolling stream we grew stronger
where the stream joined another as a deeply moving river we embraced ...
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6 Votes
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Nothing Like a Woman 2/19/2007
I enjoy men
sometimes
but there is nothing like a woman
she touches
knows what you desire
hands and fingers
caress with erotic sensation
lips kiss
suck
places no man would discover
pleasure comes
but
not too quickly
There is nothing like a woman
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5 Votes
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a short love poem 2/17/2007
i said it countless times
in my head, for weeks
before i dared to whisper
the words out loud to you
while you were sleeping.
2 Comments,
133 Views,
2 Votes
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How a Dom Is Born 2/9/2007
I'm bursting through
like I own this mother fucka
You goddam right it hurts,
that's what the fuck I do.
I bring the pain
bitch.
now bring me that god damned titty! ...
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3 Votes
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becoming 2/4/2007
crawling slowly
shrinking down lower
the closer i get
forehead almost grazing
the cold smooth tile
stopping, shivering,
not from cold
~ although it’s cold ~
not from my nakedness
~ although i’m naked ~
not from fear
~ although i’m fearful ~
but from feeling
the utter certainty
as my hand reaches up
for the doorknob
that when You say ‘now’
i ...
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7 Votes
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bits and pieces 2/4/2007
bits and pieces
kneeling
silent pain
struggling
trying to recall what
it was like
before the transgression
before the fall
before the disappointment set in
feeling the sharp crack
in the perfection she sought
hearing the voice
~ the tone
~ the displeasure
awaiting her fate
with trembling tears
...
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129 Views,
12 Votes
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The Gift 2/1/2007
The Gift
<br>
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What fine gift shall I give to thee?
That thou canst cherish
Thine eyes doth see
Gold and trinkets I give thee not
For shallow gifts
Thou hast got
Tis wordly goods thou dost disdain
To seek instead
A deeper gain
Tis in my soul that thou shalt find
Tribute for thee
And repose of mind
In dutiful homage
On bended knee
Mine eyes ...
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2 Votes
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Standing in line at the store 1/30/2007
Standing in line at the store,
I wait and wait some more.
Eyes scanning the woman
Scanning the woman in front of me.
Groceries.
In which I have no interest.
Nice full breasts under the store's logoed shirt
A slight double chin, pot belly pressing against
Black jeans.
Beep beep beep
As she scans
Tired eyes not scanning
Nice mouth, nice ass.
...
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2 Votes
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When you see them 1/17/2007
When you see them,
Marching in parade,
On a hot July day,
As you sip your lemonade
When you see them,
On a cool November day,
Silently marching,
Colored leaves along their way
What is it that you see?
Pot bellies, gray hair?
Some halt, some lame,
Some in wheel chairs?
What you can’t see,
Is what they saw.
Or what they did.
You can’t view ...
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2 Votes
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A bug 1/17/2007
There was a bug
I don’t know what kind
In the darkness of the night
Lit by a 150 watt flood
On the concrete
On its back
Flailing, as I was grilling Italian sausages.
Its six black legs seeking purchase
Its beige belly vulnerable
As it tried to leverage itself with light brown wings
Upright into a flying position having to fly to live.
I ...
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Absence 1/17/2007
I awaken in the descended silence
0f the deep recess of the night;
Halfway between slumber and waking.
A cricket chirps outside the closed window.
A creak from the house, normally not heard.
What was it that woke me?
The longing.
Pulling at my heart.
The ache of not having you near.
The need to be with you.
Your arms around me,
Whispering the words, "I ...
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Sky 1/17/2007
When you look up
Into the sky
What is it
You see?
A reflection of you?
Or what you
Might....
Be?
Are you bound
To the earth
Or can you
Soar?
Are you happy
With less?
Or do you want
More?
When you look up
What is it you see?
A reflection of you?
Or what you can be?
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3 Votes
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Don't kiss me to death 1/17/2007
Don't kiss me to death.
Kiss me to life.
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Snowplow 1/17/2007
It was his first time to operate
A snow plow
And his assignment was
To clear the section
Between Hunter Avenue
And the Amusement Park.
3 a.m.
Almost hot in the cab
3 tons of sand and salt
In the back
Sweat trickled
As he lowered the blade
Headed down one way 33rd street
Toward the invisible Ferris wheel
Slowly
Parked cars pinching
Into his ...
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Forgiveness 1/17/2007
You told me you loved me.
You lay with him.
His hands upon you
And more
Because you wanted
But you told me you loved me.
To you, it was not a sin.
You were newly free.
In your mind there was nothing to forgive.
In mine, I trusted you.
Because you told me you loved me.
Your decision
Slashed a gaping, bleeding wound.
I could not sleep the night ...
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1 Votes
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W/ apologies to the good Dr . . . 1/5/2007
Here's a sick little piece I wrote a few years ago --
if you have fond childhood memories of Dr Seuss that you
couldn't stand to see sullied, then you should probably
skip this post -- otherwise, let the perversity begin.
. .
-Reuter
THE CAT WITH THE TATT
The sky was all grey.
It was pissing down rain.
The boredom was starting
To drive us insane.
...
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3 Votes
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KISS OF THE WHIP 1/4/2007
Did i feel the whip, .that glorious sting, .and as your
slave , .my heart does sing, .As on my knees, .i go before
You, ..and, .Do homage pay, ..and all that You state
, ..Did You want to play?..I feel the leather upon my body
hot, ..and i trust You so, .i realize , .that You will
not, .Put me into any danger there, ..Ohhhhhh, .do i
feel your hands running thru my hair?...To toss my head ...
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2 Votes
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Wyld... 12/27/2006
Wild...
Grasping
Clasping
gasping
teeth and nails
slick and sweaty
scratch and bite
glorious painful
love
Wild...
like animals
grunting
humping
heaving
predatory animals
he bites her neck
trying to subdue
she bucks
Wild...
like the earth
like wind
like the ocean
rocking
crashing
digging
onward
mercilessly taking
those that ...
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4 Votes
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the face in the mirror 12/27/2006
i look in the mirror, and i don't like what i see..
i am not sure i recognize what is looking back at me.
A mess of hair frames a pale white face,
A sighing chest all covered in lace.
Her eyes lost their sparkle and tears seem to flow,
How she can fix this i may never know.
Once her life was so full, and laughter abound,
In every small problem a smile could be found.
The bright ...
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32 Votes
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Mothers Prayers 12/9/2006
Well I've been to church on Sunday and lord I have been
in jail.
I guess I have put my family through a living Hell.
And yes I have been a heavey cross to bear, on the wings of
mothers prayers.
Well I stoled her last dollar, and bought some drugs for
me.
Hell thats when I hit rock bottom and I could not get up off
my knees.
But the strengh came to lift me up from their on the wings ...
2 Comments,
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4 Votes
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The awkening of a sub 11/29/2006
and there you stood in front of me
I just knew ....with you I could be free
my private bits..... suddenly all wet and warm
I had a need for you ...to look upon my form
your fingers in me, excited by your touch
teasing me to the edge, I want you so much .
my legs spread , my pleasure zone open wide
wet and quivering ....a need for you inside.
needing you to look at ...
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3 Votes
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ECSTASY'S DANCE 11/22/2006
I crave the honey-sweetness
that drips off your tongue,
the torrid caresses
of your touch on my flesh,
the wanton feelings
you erupt in me,
the decadent shattering of
myself when I am
with you.
Taste me
from the outside in,
bathe me
in your sweat
cover me
with your love,
fill me
from within.
Touch me
with your fingertips,
...
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1 Votes
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NIGHT FALLS QUICKLY 11/13/2006
NIGHT FALLS QUICKLY
LIKE A CURTAIN OVER YOUR SHOULDER.
FIRELIGHT FLICKERS BEHIND YOUR HEAD
AS YOU BEND TO MY BODY.
A SOUND SLIDES PAST ME,
RAGGED AND ROUGH AGAINST MY EAR.
I CAN’T TELL WHICH OF US IT CAME FROM
SO INTENT AM I ON WHAT YOU ARE DOING.
WITH YOUR TONGUE, WITH YOUR TEETH,
WITH YOUR MAGNIFICENT LONG-FINGERED HANDS,
YOU’VE TEASED AND TORTURED ME,
...
1 Comments,
138 Views,
7 Votes
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on casting off the fetters of self indulgence through hedonism 11/11/2006
It’s the only way you will be happy,
To rise from where you are,
To where you can be,
To shed excuses,
And be free,
And
Shameless.
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Chains 11/3/2006
Chains
lying in the tub
her head resting on the porcelain edge
bathing with the same slow stroke
dreaming watching her hands spread water droplets on brown
thigh
with the cloth
reflecting how she is drawn to his flame
like a moth memorizing the slick of oil
over the curve of her breasts
her hand rests on Venus mound
has she found her teacher on this journey?
How ...
1 Comments,
395 Views,
5 Votes
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The Web of Deception 11/1/2006
The names begin with hard and hot, and tell me all of the things
their not...
I read each word with apprehensive eyes, and hope to find
an overdue surprise...
I find a match and pick a time, an afternoon spent in erotic
sublime.
The touch, the taste, the forgotten smells, his strap upon
my ass which swells.
The cock I sucked until I cried, the fist that fucked my pussy
dry. My ...
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My Not So Funny Valentine 10/21/2006
MY NOT SO FUNNY VALENTINE
He blasted me with a fugue of reason
to win the argument
We all have faults he said
like the artist
the hero
the poet working words
into a glove
Yes, we have faults
but we are the chosen
being beautiful if grotesque
and wise though wilful
and hard as moon rocks
and if this makes your soft flakes hard
take a cue
your aspirations ...
1 Comments,
67 Views,
4 Votes
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Windows to the Soul 10/18/2006
They burn into your soul
And strip away the lies
Exposing all the sin
That you try to hide
They hold you in their gaze
You can't turn away
They burrow through your mind
Revealing all the pain
Nothing you can do
Will make them go away
No matter what you try
They are here to stay
As they stare at you
They begin to take shape
When you see ...
1 Comments,
69 Views,
1 Votes
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Sweet Surrender 10/17/2006
Let me dress only
in your touch...
'til my resistance melts,
dripping down my thighs.
begging you to claim me,
demanding all that I am.
pressing moans from my parted lips
until my body shudders...
and I leap into ecstasy's waiting arms.
1 Comments,
171 Views,
2 Votes
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