pleasure

We Dance

Folder: 
Spirituality

They say. “you’ve got nothing to give, if you give yourself nothing”

That’s the point of it.

There’s really nothing.

We are neither here, nor there.

There’s really no one.

We’re all just electrical expressions of life

Moving in time space

Breathing in air

Buckets of water

Cataclysms of emotion

Which is why I still care

Why I still want to show you…

every peace of me

I still want to give myself to you…

effortlessly

I still want to know you

with every moment that I breathe

 

You are who I am to be

You are who I choose

You are the one, the only one

You, my divinity, are the truth in me

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Follow your intuition.

We All Have Gifts

Folder: 
Entertainment.

 


We All Have Gifts


We are all gifted at a skill.

Life can be confusing; assimulating your sensory over kill.

But out of the maze of emotions: idea's flow.

To bring our idea's into creation is to make life glow.

Many different people's talents will make a great show.

With such diverse entertainment; the day and all who take part can take a bow.

Song, dance, music, and all forms of art; will help us celebrate and keep away the dark.

Welcome, enjoy the day everyone and let's have a good laugh!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

 

My form of welcome to those who will attend the show we are presenting.

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NEEDLES

   NEEDLES

 

    GRAND MA TEACH ME TO NEEDLE MY OWN CLOTHLES,

I AM NO ASHAME TO MAKE MY OWN FLESH!

 

So you don’t to play!

What are you holding in your hands!

Needles for a new jumper?

Oh sweet boy what are you doing,

Don’t you see you falling to the pit of your guts!

 

You want a piece of me?

Just dial my number,

I am always ready for one,

Soldier show me your gun,

Make me scare!

 

Just a shame I don’t care,

Emptiness is my new friend!

Give me one more doll!

To forget them all!

And falls to your abyss!

 

Does it anyone can read between the lines?

To save me from this alleyway?

Ok, well keep knitting,

Till the face of true love come to you,

Pity I don’t believe in you!!!

 

 

           COPYRIGHT @HERVE NAUDET DIT MARGOT 2014

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

prick my soul !!!!!

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Black Magic

"How does that feel?" he asked, staring intensely

Slowly sliding his knowing hand down the side of my waist, and it felt bare

His long fingers barely, gently, caressing the sides of my stomach

And as he did so

I felt the most unorthodox tingling sensation, a forceful energy

Enter my entire body and spread everywhere

And my only reply

was to relish in its pleasure.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Came to me in a dream...

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Sex With You

 

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=69nOZkmfWxk

^^click and open in new tab^^

 

.........

 

kisses soft against my legs, in circles

 

like the sweetness of your morning hug

 

leisurely pacing your way to my toes

 

as if tasting each one, carrying me to the place only we know,

 

i'm a million miles away, and yet feel you so close

 

next time i open my eyes, your hand like a mountain stream flows,

 

the touch feels like heaven as your body slides up,

 

and i kiss every inch that i can as you clutch

 

then loosen your hold to my hips now in time,

 

your tongue on my breasts, this is more than sublime,

 

enraptured i offer my hands to your pleasure

 

and to my surprise you decsend again, my breath answers

 

a sigh is released from its place deep within, 

 

the sound seems to stroke you, as if you've gone in

 

i feel chills down my spine and then up again

 

and i reach for your legs, and more kissing begins

 

your chin at my pelvis, and now there is thrust

 

making love to these parts we become like a chorus

 

inspirations are deep and our bodies begin to roam

 

heart and soul timing, like a precise metrodome

 

a plateau of pleasure, escalation does entice

 

we kneel face to face just to breathe the love from each other's eyes

 

then you reach for my face with both hands and we kiss

 

with angels' wings donned we revel deep into bliss

 

the breathing is faster, we grapple and vie

 

as i guide you by the hand, and upon me you lie

 

like raindrops from heaven, joined in blissful suspension

 

and we lay with the stars, the aftermath of ascension

 

flesh on our flesh you lean close as i drift

 

and i feel lips on my eyelids

 

as i think ...'it gets no better than this'.

 

 

12:45 PM 7/16/2013 ©

 

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awakening

run from pain by diving through it
seeking to awaken from the cold
feel of its splash upon me
reach deep and wrap myself
in cloak of dreams
shelter from their sanity
know path of dreams
and wishes by the stroke
of their movements
as limbs animate
them as paintings
moving
dancing
upon the canvas of life
paintbrush
as lips
softly caress
painting the gift
of pleasure
watercolor
fingerpaints
color the air
red with
heat of
hunger as it slides
across molecules
of oxygen
to taste
moans as they escape
from ur lips..
tasted well and
washed down with
the sip of your eyes
as they mirror
the warmth
of the exchange
as our bodieds swim together
wrap your cunt around
my thrusting gift of
curiosity
as i seek the knowledge
hidden deep within unknown
flesh..
lessons learned in
warm comfort of my cell
companions bodies teach universal truths
shared with teachers and students
yet unknown to
the feel
of warm fingers
questing tongue
dancing heart
beating
against nipples
grazing hard
against tender skin..
pressed full crushed
into body wrapped around the gift of you

Unending Love

Folder: 
Poetry

Love 

 

I love you more than ever,

You give me an unending fever.

I am so eager to know,

If you love me so...

 

I know you do, both too

For I love you more.

You give me not only pleasure,

You are my only treasure.

 

Love is all I knew,

When I had only few.

No friends, no family around;

But you kept me on the ground.

 

You were always there for me,

Being my sweet pea, you see?

Our love cannot be broken,

That is a promise, a token!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A love-poem written for Nyarlathotep.

sex 4.0

Folder: 
Poetry

The digital sex drive, the virtual lust, and the upgrading that we crave,
we are version 4.0, the quad core super orgasmic proto-pleasure machines,
we are virtual desire we are pleasure in the flesh.

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Selfish Loving

After all is said and done,
Alone is just no fun.
The moment peaked,
The end has leaked.
As just a passing thought,
And this is what was brought.
Tension throughout,
Twisting about.
A final pull,
And the joy is full.
Thinking of another,
Together we’d smother.
A moment has passed by,
Another empty high.
Tentative touching,
Tight hands clutching.
After everything is finished,
A moment to feel diminished,

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I'm not sure I want to explain this one, I think to the right people it's fairly obvious what inspired this one. Oddly though it's one of my favourites and I think it honestly captures everything about *topic*.

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