Category Archives: sentiments

Wild Thing

Wild Thing – you make my heart break. Wild Thing – I cannot be this sane. Wild Thing – I hate you and am down with that. Wild Thing, you moved me. Wild Thing – come on and torque me tight. You … Continue reading

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Time Drips Down and Down

Abbreviated love this afternoon, until light strikes clouds and hours roar near. I think it often while extending moments and ticks, until my sun who shimmers; circles along my chest. Happy is the word and content for hands; that touched … Continue reading

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Where Are We Snatched in Time

We stopped what we were doing and went down west. Outdoors marching among the steel or within the wooden cities – we prayed escape, while running to big trucks of green, two-seater furnace runners and American steel. Gone and rid of papers, … Continue reading

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I Tap and Dance Your Beat

Where you go, I will follow, in tune and in time. Yes in dark, of course. Yes to all. Because, I believe. If shadows pull my curtains down and a northern breeze prevails, I will follow. Your song. No distraction will … Continue reading

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Travels Much Whimsy

37 points geographic, a plan – they say so in French. 48 feelings matched by same or less equal sentiments, of feeling lost by winded breath. Drop point here and travels much whimsy. Learn the new peculiar with abandon. Strengths … Continue reading

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Midday Fun

Skinny-scenting, sensual and drums, quiet times in memory, touch my taste and odor; beat my burns until they heat.   My trapper of felines whose legs part, more and more, sensual  in blue, hot in black, nails dark, at noon and … Continue reading

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Your Deep As Fathoms

I hear and smell your scent. I feel your hunger for survival.
I see you coming home. Continue reading

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Backward Movemaker

Sitting on a hole in the sky – she flies – my mind drapes arms reaching – up the chute and down the even temperament; look below, the flow, the flow, the flow – the numb-horsed tropia – while the ringmaster whips. … Continue reading

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Scrape The Skin

Breeze on a back, push and tickle – fingers that scrape skin and bloody the scalp. Give pause to moments clear, perceptive and grateful. Broken wind to face, shutter forehead growl – locomotion and waves for vision, heat and lips … Continue reading

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Watery Eyes So Clearly Focused

Oh gosh my head is swaying and feeling the sentiments, goshing the corners of my mouth; throwing back breathless moments. The sentiments abundant of life full of moments and watery eyes so clearly focused; there you are, there you are, … Continue reading

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