Could it be your nice silky tone
That makes me want to kiss you to the bone
Distant nights and love on the phone
As I touch myself listen to me moan
The mood evokes incense smoke
Im burning up with explode
Let me talk you to a place that your body desire
Face to face our body can build a fire
Inside your world:

A sudden glance you give me from across the room
I want you to come and take control of my body
You open up my favorite bottle of wine
And let the wind blow
Create an atmosphere and stay right here
I listen to the rain
With my hands on the window pane
Its burning me up with the desire
When I think about it
Im happy not to be without it
Baby grab a hold and feel me in your soul
Climb on high and lets fly free
Cause baby to night you belong to me

Wow...we have a poet in the house.

There was an old man from nantucket

who kept all his cash in a bucket

His daughter, Nan

eloped with a man

and as for the bucket, Nantucket.

Wow, i need a cold shower now...

masturbate much??

yes ,i do like green eggs and ham..........sam i am!!!!!!!!!!!

that night when we parted,
the smell of your lips
upon mine,
left me in a paradise of eternity,
where i would
linger
for just one more
moment

but your presence
like a fire with never
dying embers
burns itself in
my soul

and i stare at the wall
at the faded dark clock
counting the time
second
by
slow second
just waiting
and hoping
that you will come through
the door

(prepares cold shower for ruewen...)

Nice mixture of poetry. We've got both ends of the spectrum.

The Void

There are some things to be angry
But to what are they named,
For what Tragedy may occur,
Left with Words unspoken
Of the most precious jewel.

One not Found and yet Sought.
To have spent much Time,
Searching and Knowing love never be.
Hoping every day they will come,
To complete the Void within.

kamasutra:
which ends are those?

the deep end and the shallow end?