I like to write poems
Button by button the Levi's will fall,
Peeled to the side, the Lion stood tall.
On the prowl in it's natural domain,
There I stood, am I insane. ..........................................................
BODY BGPROPERTIES="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b315/Prlswir l/MySpaceGirls4.jpg" BACKGROUND="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b315/Prlswirl/ LionessPondering.jpg"
Cast of The L Word
Katherine Moennig as Shane McCutcheon
Jennifer Beals as Bette Porter
Great Friends to Relax With...
A person who's intimacy and sensuality overwhelm my senses and people who understand...
To love and cherish is preached by all,
Religious or not, the thought is installed.
Yet there are those, who are disgusted and appalled,
That affection and tenderness have actually evolved.
Intelligence withdrawn, ignorance implored,
The simplest of principles are so widely ignored.
Historically recorded and repetitively scored,
Conclusions were reached without being explored.
We've discovered the wheel, fire, and concrete,
Caring for others we're taught to acheive.
Yet prejudice and bigotry continue to plead,
Tempting love and tenderness to be removed as a weed.
Unknown to those ignorant and cold,
Restraints and limits won't establish control.
Display expression, be courageous and bold,
Rewards are unlimited, reach deep into your soul........................................................ ....
How to Tease an Old Lesbian "/
Alone and depressed, I feel so deprived
Thoughts are obsessive and disrupting my life
Stretching, I'm rising upon my feet
Emotionally, I'm restrained beyond my belief
Filliing a void, is that what I need?
Desiring more, it may be indeed
Needing, Wanting - Am I willing to admit
My thoughts are changing, but will I submit?
I Lie Awake . . .
I lie awake waiting for you. As I lie on my bed, thinking about you, I feel this strong urge to grab you and squeeze you, because I can't forget last night. You came to me unexpectedly during the balmy and calm night, and what happened in my bed still leaves a tingling sensation in me.
You appeared from nowhere and shamelessly, without any reservations, you lay on my naked body . . . You sensed my indifference, so you applied your hungry mouth to me without any guilt or humiliation, and you nearly drove me crazy while you drained me. Finally I went to sleep.
Today when I woke up, you were gone. I searched for you but to no avail, only the sheets bore witness to last night's events. My body still bears faint marks of your enthusiastic ravishing's, making it harder to forget you.
Tonight I will remain awake waiting for you . . .
YOU FUCKING MOSQUITO!
I didn't write this story, but dam it hit the spot!
Jill Scott - Golden.. "/