Lioness AKA IRISH

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Sunday, November 25, 2007

Passion Blooms

Passion Blooms Hands entwined, Bodies always touching, Shared glances, Provocative smiles, Lovers body chemistry. Hearts beating as one, Playing becomes sexy. Lips warned by a kiss. Tickles ignite foreplay. Clothing removed a… Single….. Piece….. At…. A… Time. Ohhhhhh sweet lover, Make me yours,... Sign in to see full entry.

The Power of Your Words

The Power of Your Words A writer is the truest artist. His words can alter another’s thoughts. He can make you feel, He can cheer you, sadden you, thrill you, Leave your hanging on his word…. Or surprise you with an unforeseen twist. He knows the ending you don’t! The power is his. We are all... Sign in to see full entry.

Naughty Girl

Naughty Girl She’s a naughty girl they say....but lord I love her that way. She can’t help she’s sexy, No….. she can’t be ugly. Her smile can make ya melt, And her hips just move that way. She’s a naughty girl they say....but lord I love her that way. Those eyes can’t hide, The tease inside…. She... Sign in to see full entry.

When A Rose Hurts Even perfection has thorns

When The Rose Hurts Velvet soft petals of virgin white, Peaceful pink, sunshine yellow, Or my favorite Love’s Deep red. It’s colors reflect a rainbow, Yet all does smell as sweet, The gentle fragrance of blushing blooms, Arranged together in splendid bouquet. A perfect way to show love, Awhhhh let... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Touch Me With Your Words

Touch Me With Your Words In your silence you speak so clearly, As soft thoughts adorn blank paper. Creating a masterpiece with your words. With absolute awe I witness your brilliance. Every stanza I read allows expression to leap, From starched page deep into my soul. Your presence fills the room,... Sign in to see full entry.

Loving Eyes

Loving Eyes Tears trickle from the softness, Of her gentle loving eyes. I try to wipe them dry, But she turns from me. I caused those tears, With words uttered in anger. Would that I could have them back, Unspoken, reconsidered, rethought. She must know I didn’t mean harm, Yet pain radiates from a... Sign in to see full entry.

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