| 2005-10-16 17:18:45 ET |
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Thanx to PlushPolly I have decided to post one of my poems it doesnt have a name.
BODIES INTERTWIND SHEETS LEFT BEHIND
SWEAT DRIPPING BODIES TWISTING
PHYSICAL CONNECTION, MIND IN ANOTHER DIMENSION
BODIES BECOME ONe, ONCE PENETRATION IS DONE
ENIGMATIC FEELING BEGINS AS MORE THRUSTING BEGINS
HEAVY BREATHING TURNS THE ENIGMATIC FEELING
MYSTERY BECOMES PLEASURE
SHE SQUIRMS AS PLEASURE GETS DEEPER
NOT ONLY PENETRAITING HER BODY BUT HER MIND
WITH WORDS THAT MEAN NOTHING WITHOUT FEELING
MISSIONARY IS GETTING DULL, SHE GETS ON ALL 4
AND SPREADS HER ASS TO REVEAL THE GOAL
PINK AND MOIST IS WHAT THE AIM IS FOR
WITHOUT WARNING THE WARM PINK SLOT BECOMES INVADED
SCREAMS OF EXCITEMENT PROVES YOU FOUND THE SPOT
VIGORUSLY THRUSTING IN AND OUT, SHE CLAW'S THE WALL
SOUNDS LIKE A SCREECHING CHALK BOARD FILLING THE ROOM
EXTREAME GRINDING AND THRUSTING AS THEY ARE CLIMAXING
SWEAT MAKES EVERYTHING MORE SLIPPERY, QUIVERING AS
SHE IS ORGASIMING, IN THE LAST BIT OF ENERGY A KISS IS
GIVEN. NO NUMBES GIVEN OR NAMES ECHANGED FACES BLURY
BUT THE MEMORY REMAINS.
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| 2005-10-15 22:21:54 ET |
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I went to a arcade in times square and it wasnt to bad. The only problem is that i blew 30 bucks on fuckin pinball. I actually found an addiction i cant get enough of pinball. I spent some time watching people play DDR i look at it so much when i close my eye i see the arrow's *ugh*. I had fun tho i played lazer tag and i kept being snipered by a dude from europe who's code name is a liquor. The problem of the day/nite was that every1 there was paired off like it was fuckin noah's ark or some shit and i felt uncomfortable cause i was alone, I left early cause i couldnt take the mushy shit when im alone. But the south park pinball rocked.
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