One Night Variable 6 to 7

Irish Sea Variable 2 to 4, becoming southeast 4 or 5, occasionally 6 later. The room felt cold and damp and hot at the same time. A bit of a shiver ran down his back. The night air flowed in.
She lay on her back, her feet facing his chin: one leg over the side of his body the other resting on his chest. They ended on the

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Having a sexting orgasm with JP better than the real thing!?

What is this world of sexting-and the interlocution between two total strangers.

JP arrived with a query to my question?

Is that a double entendre? He wrote.

I lol’d and that was the beginning of something like sexual magnetic

 

Sexting: exploits for the darkest space of the mind
Sexting: exploits for the darkest space of the mind

resonancing with words in

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From the beginning to the end is it up or down or lateral or just hovering atoms like Mary Oliver BBC radio 4 sounds

https://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/m00088n4

being purged standing

where does it go

fear anxiety if we lack courage

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Hear the sand shift beneath your feet- for that is pain crushing lip sucking body embellishing contortions – the time it takes to forget and be forgotton.

As we drown in our shared saliva and paroxysmal desire.

Salivating
Salivating

I did not have sex with that woman?

we were victims of the knife cutting he went into my soul. He took my arm, cut it and I don't know how it happened but we were destiny. She said he said they can't speak shut up and fuck me.
We were their pleasure- him

me his knief cutting in deeply

His self went into

My body

All the way

in

He took my arm,

cut it and I don’t know

how it happened

I don’t know

but

we were destiny.

She said

he said

they can’t speak

shut up

Fuck me

save me

Kill me

That’s

creativity

Love and desire drive the mind crazy

ECSTASY

EXECUTIONER 1

Complete Collection of Edgar Allan Poe Poetry

The Tell Tale Heart (link to Pdf)

Edgar Allan Poe died

at some time some place

No one knows

his soul catapulted off

to his lovers space

where Pothus’ yearns with sexual longing,

Poe left bereft for what was then

now was not

immersed in sorrow

from his earthly lot

fulfilled at last.

we were victims of the knife cutting he went into my soul. He took my arm, cut it and I don't know how it happened but we were destiny. She said he said they can't speak shut up and fuck me.
I did not have sex with that woman. well? More your style.
We were victims of the knife cutting. Our eyes wrestled each others momentarily he went into me literally and metaphorically. He took my arm cut it and I don’t know how it happened but we were destiny. She said he said they can’t speak shut up what a fuck up. Crazy crazy for you……….

A Valentine

For her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes,
Brightly expressive as the twins of Leda,
Shall find her own sweet name, that nestling lies
Upon the page, enwrapped from every reader.
Search narrowly the lines! – they hold a treasure
Divine- a talisman- an amulet
That must be worn at heart. Search well the measure-
The words- the syllables! Do not forget
The trivialest point, or you may lose your labour
And yet there is in this no Gordian knot
Which one might not undo without a sabre,
If one could merely comprehend the plot.
Enwritten upon the leaf where now are peering
Eyes scintillating soul, there lie perdus
Three eloquent words oft uttered in the hearing
Of poets, by poets- as the name is a poet’s, too,
Its letters, although naturally lying
Like the knight Pinto- Mendez Ferdinando-
Still form a synonym for Truth- Cease trying!
You will not read the riddle, though you do the best you can do.

 

 

fill by mouth

ECSTASY EXECUTIONER 2

we were victims of the knife cutting he went into my soul. He took my arm, cut it and I don't know how it happened but we were destiny. She said he said they can't speak shut up and fuck me.
I did not have sex with that woman. well? More your style
we were victims of the knife cutting he went into me. He took my arm, cut it and I don’t know how it happened but we were destiny. She said he said they can’t speak shut up what a fuck up.

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