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Come and Talk to me,
Tease my brain intellectually,
Challenge my way of thinking
Opening new doors and oppurtunities.
Come and walk with me,
Share the beauty of nature,
Laughing, talking, discovering,
Strolling together, spirits connecting.
Come and run with me,
Hand in hand, facing things together,
Jumping the hurdles life throws our way,
Come and dance with me,
Take my hand and glide me across the floor,
Look into my eyes as you spin me around,
Pressing your body against mine.
Come and lay with me,
Skin against Skin, heated and flushed,
Bringing each other pleasure,
Bodies intertwined, Soaring together.
6/7/2006 8:27 pm
come across the miles|
of open sea, and far horizons
come, and i will dance with you
come, and i will share with you
connect with you ,and feel your flow !
we will dance to where the music takes us,
far away ,from the cares of the world
far away to, that moment where nothing else matters
but you and me ! and in the beat of the rythm
slowly slowy, in tune our souls will touch,
and in the warmth of your hand in mine
and deep within the promise , in your eyes
we will breathe each others breath
and the beating of our hearts will become one!!
and together will run across the meadows
soar above the seas , fly high
above the fields of life
and dance between the rainbows
and at night beneath the stars
we will lay skin against skin
heated and flushed
bringing each other pleasure
bodies intertwined in fields of fire!!
hey texas am glad i came across your blog you write very well
6/8/2006 4:32 am
beautiful .... both 'partz'....
6/8/2006 5:54 pm
Texas Rose thanks for your nice comments , little did i know that joining and adult site lol would lead me to such beautiful writings such as yours inspiring me to write..so to you thank you.|
This is what came to mind from reading your writings titled blank written by you on may 24
Guardian Angel of the Storm
the sun is shining
yet, all i see are dark clouds
lightning, electrifies my soul
the thunder of my confusion
echoes deep within...
my tormented mind, pounds
with the beating of a thousand drums
i am full of rain, awash with tears
then as if, my guardian angel
thoughts of you, allow me to breathe
and with each breath i take
each beat of my heart
i begin to feel, soft breezes
enveloping me with
soft kisses ,sweet caresses
and memories of you come flooding,
slowly at first, like the trickle of a stream
flowing softly searching for pleasures
until i am lost in your calming waters
and once more, i know that the river of life
no matter, what it may bring
there will always be many more
cascading waterfalls, passions to share
i am reminded of the bliss of being alive, and
i am lost in the torrent of sweet memories,
i see your smile,
i feel, your warmth and
i am calmed
once more i will dance with life
far away from the storm
i will live life, as i should
i will remember you, remember to breathe in
the beauty around me, the breath of life
i will stop and see the flower
i will feel the rain on my cheek
i will write, reach out touch anothers soul,
i will walk , feel each grain of sand
kissing my feet, caressing me and
i will smile for you and,for me
for, in you i know, a friend for life, ive found
sending me sweet kisses and hugs
whenever i am down!
sending hugs n kisses texas rose
and always remember
the beauty of the universe and
how special you are
6/8/2006 11:13 pm
What a wonderful way to spend time together|
Comeing together at the beginning and cumming together at the end.
6/9/2006 12:11 pm
Have we ever danced before honey? Spending the evening on a dance floor, and the rest of the night wrapped around each other. You sooo know how to read my mind. Dalton's perhaps, or maybe Night Life?|
By the way. Do you live closer to ORN or 1960? Just curious.
Very nice post Dawn. And, I accepted your invite.
6/10/2006 10:26 am
...skin against skin...|
Thinking of you.
Had any Fun lately?
6/12/2006 3:30 pm
rosey, i commend you for this type of blog on this adult site, darlin. you are now actively watched at least by me, yet if people aren't here they are definitely missing out!|
a rose clipped before dawn
this texas bud, nestling its vase, with the day anew...
inspiring, exceptionally well, in this foreign impure atmosphere.
a sweet flower's growing intensity,
aw, it's titillating captivation.
never stop, see what you encourage among even the sexually a. f. f. brazen?! rhetorical