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Flirting with this girl,
Max out my bar tab on her,
Her husband shows up!!

I play with myself
And then something weird happens
I get sticky hands

Annabel Lee
Edgar Allen Poe

I have always loved his work. Dark yet brilliant. Originally Posted by AmberMarie

Nice Amber. Poe is one of my favorites.


Burgundy

Burgundy is a color that gets stuck in my head
It isn't brown and it isn't red

I think I'll concentrate on mauve instead

The slim, suntanned legs
of the woman in front of me in the checkout line
fill me with yearning
to provide her with health insurance
and a sporty little car with personalized plates.

The way her dark hair
falls straight to her slender waist
makes me ache
to pay for a washer/dryer combo
and yearly ski trips to Aspen, not to mention
her weekly visits to the spa
and nail salon.

And the delicate rise of her breasts
under her thin blouse
kindles my desire
to purchase a blue minivan with a car seat,
and soon another car seat, and eventually
piano lessons and braces
for two teenage girls who will hate me.

Finally, her full, pouting lips
make me long to take out a second mortgage
in order to put both kids through college
at first- or second-tier institutions,
then cover their wedding expenses
and help out financially with the grandchildren
as generously as possible before I die
and leave them everything.

But now the cashier rings her up
and she walks out of my life forever,
leaving me alone
with my beer and toilet paper and frozen pizzas.

I love writing poems
Title
I wanna be more

Some were between our late night chat sessions
And early morning calls I fell in love with you
Despite my best efforts i feel hopelessly in love with you
The geeky shy nerd from down the street.
That has a streak of a wild side
You became my best friend in a matter of days
Always there when i needed to talk to you
Always reminding me that i am smart and beautful
Why cant all guys be more like you
Why couldn't I fall in love with someone else
Why my best friend and not my labs partner
He is kind of cute but he's not you
Why did you have to do this to me
Why do you make my dream of happy ever after with you.


www.preciousbodyrubs.com

Burdensome

In the lonesome holocaust my eyes turn grey
A hollow epithet for less impeachable days

The summer is a shark, chum dripping from it's jowls
the heat almost unbearable, insatiable

I cross the highway to mail a letter
why is the mail so slow
A conversation with the mailman brings no resolution

In the evening a hawk flies westward
There have been rumors of rabbits in the desert

Poem by Bojulay.

Haikus are easy
But sometimes they don't make sense
Refrigerator

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

-WB Yeats

Baby how come i only think of you on twitter when i have sat a long spell sittin on the shitter.

Is that what caused your heart to be so bitter ?

Come on baby you still make my heart go pitter pitter .

Toss me a roll

No need to gripe

Hurry up i just wana wipe.

Super embarrassing but I wrote this as a teenager.

And the sky goes black, there's no looking back
You move on or you die.
The stars shine down, dead leaves on the ground
Come with me and don't be shy.

Lets makes some heat, get swept swept of our feet
And pretend I care for you.
Breathing fast, and making it last
You pretend you care for me too.

Our hearts aren't here they are bathed in tears
Kiss our dreams goodbye.
There's a moon in the sky, just close your eyes
And say a beautiful lie.

You care for me. I care for you.
We've moved on but that ain't true.

Ghosts from the past are catching up fast.
Ghosts from dead dreams were not what they seemed.

And the sky turns black, there's no looking back.
Don't even chance a backwards glance.
You cry for me. I cry for you.
They are happy and that's what's true.

In the cold winter's night, we put up a fight
You taste my skin and I invite you in.

Ghosts from the past are catching up fast...

Gasps of air, I'm almost there.

Ghosts from the past are catching up fast....

Melodramatic little bint wasn't I?

This I wrote just now.

Good sex will make up for a multitude of relationship sins.

Each lick slowly fills the empty page of compliments.
Each caress erases a careless cruelty.
Each passion filled glance marks over minor indiscretions.
Your body is a pen and mine is parchment
Ready for you to write me into being
A content girlfriend.
Spill your ink upon me and blot out my bad memories.
Scratch out that insult.
Turn the page so pristine blankness awaits.
Never turn back.



I'll rip out pages eventually and get a new pen.
Do write something amusing in the meantime.

I love to write poetry. Here's on I wrote for my Mistress Ciara Caress...

http://helenairiepalomino.gfefiles.c...m-for-ciara-ca

I love to write poetry. Here's on I wrote for my Mistress Ciara Caress...

http://helenairiepalomino.gfefiles.c...m-for-ciara-ca Originally Posted by HelenaIriepalomino

That was hot.




Blood On The Saddle

There was blood on the saddle
There was blood on the ground

Buckets and buckets..... of blood all around

The cowboy was dying
The horse was dead too

That's all the story.... I ever knew




She Was Beautiful She Was and She Was Gone

She was beautiful she was
She was gone without warning

Like the cloudy Texas sky
On a hot August morning

She was beautiful she was
Like the seashore at dawn
Like the fading echo of a favorite song

She was beautiful..... and she was gone

Bojulay

Thank you Bojulay
I really enjoy your poems as well

Are you a cowboy by chance?

Did you write the 2nd one for me? It speaks to my spirit!

Another erotic poem I wrote tonight

http://helenairiepalomino.gfefiles.c...or-mistress-ci

Also here are some really great poetry prompts:

http://dear-poetry.tumblr.com/post/4...ays-of-prompts

the first person to respond to this and pick a number, I will write them a custom short erotic poem with that prompt above and post it on my website blog and tumblr

Actually I will do this for the first PROVIDER to do this as well, you can feel free to share the poem and I find woman much better muses!

xoxo Helena

Another one written tonight:

http://helenairiepalomino.gfefiles.c...poem-for-mistr

Thank you Bojulay
I really enjoy your poems as well

Are you a cowboy by chance?

Did you write the 2nd one for me? It speaks to my spirit!

Another erotic poem I wrote tonight

http://helenairiepalomino.gfefiles.c...or-mistress-ci Originally Posted by HelenaIriepalomino

Yeah, the second one is for you.

The first is from an old silly song I think, I remembered that part.
I guess I'm kind of a cowboy, free spirit anyway.

I love the yearning that is found in your poems.

Sorry I didn't understand the pick a number
but I like number 7