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Rouge et Noir

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About Me


Click here to be Behind Bars' friendAlways eat me. I’m here to be eaten I’m here to watch you Eat me and chop vegetables. Eat, what does it bother you? My eyeballs bulging with anticipation Blood, spurting, lick its warmth I’ll crush garlic and crumble herbs. Taste the cunt. Exquisitely Cooked for your indulgence Sticky, sloppy, sniff then lick Then eat, consume me And let me voyeur be. Eyes smile. Ours do. Fire and waterfalls Call us. You, me, a black horse And the winds And the willows. We are armed with the forest And our burning eyes. Come, let’s steal away, Live in caves and mountains Wash in rivers, live like Wildfire and eat berries, Whisper secrets to the echoes, Watch stars and touch And laugh and be, be, be free Is that really a possibility? [Rewind].

My Interests

Ima dana I nema dana Ima I nema srece Sve laz sem trenutka Sutra je izbeglica, Juce je samoubistvo, Ali danas. Danas je cas, je sad, Je more misli I osecanja. Stop and keep going simultaneously Appreciate the slow steadiness Yet watch it all whirl by in a Tirade of change, take The sea route, let it take You, absorb the wind, the Sun blowing, burning your Searches, your reaches, your tastes.

I'd like to meet:

Basta puna senki Putevi bez cilja Krajevi bez pocetka Gubitci bez razloga. Basta puna senki I ovaj mali kamen Pun maste i magle.

Heroes:

The harmonica is like a fat lady, Sneezing and sploshing her fat self In between your pores, Under your skin, Until you can taste her, Overwhelming Every orifice and fibre, Manipulating music Until the fat husband, The accordion, joins in. His girth overtakes hers And he wheezes, Satiated and lustful, Prodding and stretching His paws, tickling the listener’s Whiskers and frothing at the mouth Like a dragon.

My Blog

Sve je&&.osim pisanja

All I can smell is you.Your smell all over my nakedness,A layer, a skin, a filmy silkiness.Pull my pants down to peeAnd you're there, saying hello,Wafting up my nostrils likeSmoke and I warm my handsO...
Posted by Rouge et Noir on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 02:56:00 PST

Cloudy weather feeds soul

  The rooms in mirrors always appear more appealing in their veneer, the illusory scene is more serene for time has stopped in mirror-rooms unaware, unseen and bare. The unreal space is ...
Posted by Rouge et Noir on Sun, 29 Jul 2007 02:03:00 PST

funny bunny girl

A funny bunny fairy girl lived among the vales, chitter chatting everywhere and to everyone who passed her way. She drank honey meade in the morning and ate oats for supper, and played with the flower...
Posted by Rouge et Noir on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 09:19:00 PST

sex cooking

Always eat me.I'm here to be eatenI'm here to watch you Eat me and chop vegetables.Eat, what does it bother you?My eyeballs bulging with anticipationBlood, spurting, lick its warmthI'll crush garlic a...
Posted by Rouge et Noir on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 09:18:00 PST

Fat Lady Harmonica

The harmonica is like a fat lady,Sneezing and sploshing her fat selfIn between your pores,Under your skin,Until you can taste her.,OverwhelmingEvery orifice and fibre,Manipulating music Until the fat ...
Posted by Rouge et Noir on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 09:17:00 PST

Lady Oya

Eyes smile.Ours do.Fire and waterfallsCall us.You, me, a black horseAnd the windsAnd the willows.We are armed with the forestAnd our burning eyes.Come, let's steal away,Live in caves and mountainsWash...
Posted by Rouge et Noir on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 09:16:00 PST

Gilda

She comes wearing a cloak of sunshine,A phoenix bird sitting on one shoulder,A butterfly on the other.She's dressed in leaves and trees under her cloakAnd the wolf and the pantherSit at her feet,Gentl...
Posted by Rouge et Noir on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 09:15:00 PST

Drama Queen

Hysteria like a mistRising over this cityDrama like blood flowHeating every cell toExplosionAnd infinite ravenousBurning.Where does it come from?This rage that castsShadows three times asLarge and the...
Posted by Rouge et Noir on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 09:14:00 PST

Nonsense

Did we choose?Or is it brought togetherBy miscircumstanceChanceFriendshipIllusion?Did we choose hunger?Or is forced to starveFor salvationSaturationNeed.Or is it greed, overindulgence,Selecting the fi...
Posted by Rouge et Noir on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 09:11:00 PST

Everyone needs a winter sweetheart

Summer shines with a bright bosomColouring with clarity, vigorously vivacious.Hot and horny the sight of bare fleshExcites and exhilarates, yes that's true.But we can resist being touched.Sweaty, salt...
Posted by Rouge et Noir on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 09:10:00 PST