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Blue_Eyed_Lady

Reflection Part 2

Happy times for me and a new light in my soul

I return to the white sandy beach, the night sky beckons to me.Stopping at the shoreline, feel the cold waves brush over my feet.Instead of looking into the dark and lonely ocean shore. I pause and gaze up at the moonlight. Kneeling on my knees,closing my eyes, feeling the sadness, hurt, anger, leave my soul.A smile forms across my plump, pink, lips. Rising to my feet.Feeling a brand new light in my soul and heart.This on...

Alexandra_A

Sex machine

Two parts of a living, loving machine assemble in the darkness.

The machine was built for pleasure. Independent of external forces, it rocked and rolled, ebbed and flowed on cushioning foam and silent springs. Touching parts were exquisitely oiled so they moved freely, yet still maintained sufficient contact. A delicious necessary friction. The machine was tireless, drew on an infinite primeval power source. Its cycles were random, yet pre-determined, continually oscillating from fren...

Alexandra_A

Soulless story; pointless poem

A story about fucking? A lover who only fucks? What's the fucking point?

You fuck me using all your skill but it's A soulless story. Where's the slick denouement?  Where's the clever ploy? You leave me full of  Empty joy; a salad feast replete with Colour, crispness, salty mayonnaise These weighty days of famine how I crave  A beast with flesh that drips with tasty tallow Flows with primal energy for me * My mouth you fill with meat and drink I do And think I don't; you're showing off, the sci...