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more ‘streams’

July 16, 2010

“I cam last night hard leaving the tape on kept me from coming back off that cloud of ecstacy for sometime i think it was around one that I finally sleapt.. this morning in the shower I rubbed my clit while slowly pullling off the tape I washed my quim and then your rose as you told me to do, as soon as the tape was completely off I came, I ended up on the floor of my tub I couldn’t even hold my self up, and am still shaking from the intensity of it…”

streaming consciousness (part one)

July 16, 2010

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i would have her
and unvarnished
if not actually

despoiled, perhaps
most definitely
if that were her natural state
but that’s the rub

vs nurture
like yin and yang
they’re inseparable

she is animal
feral and wild
hiding behind a wall
of defensiveness

and she’s a wonder of nature
perfect, and complete
in herself
albeit wth apologies

if only
she could recognize that
she need not be
anything other than


if there were a way
of showing her
breaking down the walls
and defences

my destiny would be
to lead the way

tuesday (the third)

July 16, 2010

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An apology
Or acknowledgement
Not Acquiescence
But Acceptance

Of your part
In this play
Just this once
Just for today

To show me
That you care
That this isn’t just

Give a damn!
Give a shit!
Throw me a line
Make me feel that

You really care
You’re really there
I’m not just in it

By myself
All alone
On a string
Just one more

Being dangled
Knocked about
In the net
Leave me no doubt

You’re worth the time
You’re worth my love
Or at least a


tuesday (the second)

July 16, 2010

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I wait for you
Break for you
Prostrate for you

For you

I die for you
Cry for you
To tell the truth
I’ve lied for you

All for you
Always was
But now I wonder
If the cause

Is truly worth it
My eyes opening
For the first time

Do you care?
Are you aware?
Or am I just
Someone else
For you to bury

Drop in your hole
Pit of despair
A self-made prophecy
Neither here

And never there

Tuesday (the first)

July 16, 2010

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You don’t fucking deserve me
You fucking laid me waste
You’ve taken me for granted
Seems, in your absolute haste

To throw down to your fan club
Giving credit, where it’s doo
You left the one person, in the dust
Who loved – nay, utterly worshipped you

So – whatever
Just one more soul
Who made the mistake
Dropped into a hole

Always more
Where that came from
They’re all dime-a-dozen
Easy go, and easy cum

When superficiality
is all that matters
Who cares who hates or loves ya
And whose blood that gets spattered

It’s all about the superficial
Matters knot when life’s torn apart
Always easier to kill another’s soul
When one doesn’t have a heart

So, onward! And forward!
There’ll be no looking back
When it’s all about the conquest
The thrill’s in the attack

Leaving others to pick up the pieces
And clean up in your wake
The lesson learned as follows:
When they give; you’ll gladly take

three words

May 22, 2010

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Three words
which will not be coaxed
never be coerced
but so desired to be heard

Three words
though small in number and size
mean so much
while damning those uttering them
to a purgatory of their own making

Just three words
whispered in a breath
a gasp
…a sigh…

open sesame
opening the doors
feel the heat
the intensity
the intoxication

as the doors quietly shut
behind us
sealing our entwined fates
our minds and bodies interlocked

three words
which should never be uttered
but would mean everything
in the world
if they were

early distant warning

May 22, 2010

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I’ll tear you apart
tear out your heart
pull on your strings
and make your heart sting

make you scream
the stuff of bad dreams
no relief; no release
no panacea from the grief

that you’ve chosen
you thrilled for
craved and have killed for
and now, here it is

the spoils; the soils
the decay we’ve begun
as your old world has spun
out of control

control that’s no longer your own
reaping seeds that you’ve sewn
it’s the end of the day
so cum; let us play

climb into the darkness
show me your inner core
while revealing your innermost
to be hidden no more

slumber interruptis

May 14, 2010

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She awakened
with him on her mind

lifting her nightie
she silently exposed
her increasingly heated


Under the covers
with hub snoring softly beside her
she touched

very unlike

how He would touch her

and the tiny hairs
on her arms

closing her eyes
she fought back slumber
competing with thoughts

of his less-than gentle caresses

pressing her clit
she rotated
as her nipples


down further
where moistness threatened
to soak the bed
pressing inward

a moan
just under the surface
a groan
as fingers
reached for the darkness

the spot
He would claim
with fingers


and tongue

…dare she?
…could she?
without him knowing?

she was His now
her orgasms no longer
her own

entirely given up
offered freely

she would!
she did!

she’d apologize later
fully cognizant
of the potential


and willing

…to celebrate them…

‘dis quietude

May 10, 2010

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like silk

slipping away

from flesh


a heated touch

kyrlian impressions


she slipped from him

not with a bang

but a whimper



in the stillness

…the wake…

of what once was

I keep *looking*

May 10, 2010

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For someone who’ll find me

For someone who’s *looking* for me

Someone who can put up with me

In this

This cyber space

Is it a lost cause?

Is it a lost race?

Should I just give up

If only to save face?

It has its ups

It has its downs

Like a fast food meal

Easy to wolf the calories


So here I remain

held fast, for the next fix

a self-confessed cyber junkie

In this purgatory of pixels