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He Calls Me juicey...Cause I Keeps It Wet!

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WITHIN THE FURTHEST REACHES OF THE HEART LIE THOES DESIRES WHOSE NAME ONE DARES NOT SPEAK. SO SEDUCTIVE, SO INTOXICATING, SO INDULGENT, OUR MOST PRIVATE PASSIONS BURN AT THE MOLTEN COREOF OUR BEING. LURING US TO THE VERY HEIGHTS OF EXTACY AND DEPTHS OF DESPAIR. THROUGH THE AGES, THE WORDS OF IMAPSSIONED LOVERS HAVE TRANSFORMED A VIRGINAL SHEET OF APAER INTO A SANCTUARY FOR A RESTLESS HEART. THIS MYSPACE PAGE AWAITS THE EXPRESSION OF YOUR OWN DESIRES AS WELL IT WILL TELL THE TALE OF MINE OWN UNEDITED, UNDILUTED, UNINHIBITED. ABANDON YOURSELF IF YOU DARE..... Home | Browse | Search | Invite | Film | Mail | Blog | Favorites | Forum | Groups | Events | Videos | Music | Comedy | Classifieds

My Interests


RETURN OFTEN AND TAKE ME,
BELOVED SENSATION, RETUN AND TAKE ME-
WHEN MEMORY OF THE BODY AWAKENS,
AND OLD DESIRE AGAIN RUNS THROUGH THE BLOOD;
WHEN THE LIPS AND SKIN REMEMBER,
AND THE HANDS FEEL AS IF THEY TOUCH AGAIN-
RETURN AND TAKE ME!


SOON SHE WON'T OBJECT TO FINGERS THAT STRAY UNDER HER SKIRT-HEM AND LINGER AT HER LIGHTLY KNOTTED WAISTBAND;
WHEN HER EYES ARE DREAMY AND HER BREATHING'S HARSH, SEND THE SERVANTS AWAY.(Mallyana Vatsyayana The Kama Sutra 2nd Century)

I'd like to meet:



I WOULD LIKE TO MEET OTHER PEOPLE THAT ARE INTO LITERATURE AND SUCH. I LOVE WRITTING POETRY AND LOVE LETTERS. I'M NOT LOOKING FOR ANY REALATIONSHIPS JUST SOME NEW FACES TO TALK WITH AND SHARE MY WRITTINGS WITH. I LOVE TO EXPRESS HOW I FEEL AT ALL TIMES REGUARDLESS OF THE EMOTION. AND I LOVE THAT IN A FRIEND. I AM VERY HONEST AND I AM EXTREMELY ACCEPTING.

I Let Down My Silken Hair Over My Shoulders And Open My Thighs Over My Lover. Tell Me Is There Any Part Of Me That Is Not Loveable?

My Blog

Rosewood and Mahogany

she is a secret soul in falling flight at steepest height my highest sky my deepest sigh inside her joy is whole from strength of ironwood silent powers flow smooth black space in whom I resonate perf...
Posted by Poetic Motionz on Mon, 04 Dec 2006 04:06:00 PST

You dont have to be afraid, beacuse you're beautiful

You don't have to be afraid, because you're beautiful Taking a deep breath while Singing poems of arousal French styled kiss deep within The poetic bar of intellect explore the Synthetic jewel of her ...
Posted by Poetic Motionz on Sun, 03 Dec 2006 03:57:00 PST

Ms. Right

When love and I come together at last, whoever she may be, my eyes will light like burning embers of passion and sparkle with the light of love; I will wrap my arms around her steadfastly, loving her ...
Posted by Poetic Motionz on Sun, 03 Dec 2006 03:53:00 PST

Devouted

Now, My Love, you with the warm heart and loving eyes, whose picture I kissed last night and whose lips I often kiss in my dreams, whose love enriches me so bountifully with all pleasant memories and ...
Posted by Poetic Motionz on Wed, 01 Nov 2006 09:14:00 PST

Untitled....I can not think of one

I will cover you with love when next I see you, with caresses, with ecstacy. I want to gorge you with all the joys of the flesh, so that you faint and die. I want you to be amazed by me, to confe...
Posted by Poetic Motionz on Thu, 28 Sep 2006 09:59:00 PST

Ravished! (To love a woman who loves a man)

Shall I be your companion or your slave? Do you desire me or love me? When your passion is satisfied will you thank me? When I have made you happy, how will you tell me? Do you know what I am and does...
Posted by Poetic Motionz on Tue, 26 Sep 2006 10:06:00 PST

Come...lay beside me

Come Lay Beside Me Come lay beside me my love, Feel how flawless our bodies come together, Fitting as if one were made for the other, Let our lips touch ever so softly, Our mouths opening pressing tig...
Posted by Poetic Motionz on Wed, 20 Sep 2006 03:00:00 PST

Symphony Of The Night

Symphony of the Night   As the remains of the day bow to the night, I sit here quiet and alone with my soul mate. The painted canvas looses its brilliant reds and yellows to the indigo blue. The...
Posted by Poetic Motionz on Sun, 17 Sep 2006 11:15:00 PST

I Will Love Her

I Will Love HerShe will find me someday. When she sees me, she will cry sweet salty tears. The kind that slip from your eyes when you put your burden down, The kind that fall when your heart finds pea...
Posted by Poetic Motionz on Fri, 15 Sep 2006 03:35:00 PST

I can't Choose...

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Posted by Poetic Motionz on Fri, 15 Sep 2006 01:11:00 PST