passionpoet2 47M
31 posts
8/3/2005 4:28 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm



Where is a deepest sea, where I might die
Drown myself in the escape of dreams
Swirl in a red-sexed mist of an insane lie
Which can burst harsh reality at its seams

Give me a widest forest in which to roam
Free to explore all my sexual fantasies
Phallic tree trunks secrete sweet honeycomb
And I am free to choose what comes into me

Take me to the very darkest vale of death
So that loves’ intensity brings me to die
Penetrate me full, so my last gasping breath
Is screamed aloud in one last sensational sigh

Explain to me, the lover in dreams I need
Who is fit to share my sexual explorations
Fill me with words, so that I might succeed
To finally fulfil all my dreams expectations

Find me a lover who can dominate the play
Yet dream with me in such passionate escape
Who will kill me, so that night turns to day
Seduce me soft and over a dark coffin drape.

passionpoet2 47M

8/3/2005 6:19 am

This poem was written for a lady, about a lady's need... If ever she finds what it is she longs to share in, and a partner to suit; then she will die a happy woman!...

pussnboots694 74M/79F

8/6/2005 9:38 am

Swept into the waves of desire..
Beyond my wildest dreams..
The world is my canvas..
Trapped within
the chains of longing..
Hear my moans of pleasure..
Silence is ecstasy..

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