July 5, 2004

  • Rendezvous of LIPS

    I thought
    I wanted
    to kiss you
    for just
    the moMEnt...
    and not!
    for a MinutE MorE...

    (and this feeling
    was coming from my
    unvoluntary reactions...
    not from my
    involuntary attractions)
    for you...

    Now,
    soMEtiME has passed...
    and I
    find myself...
    wanton...
    to kiss you MorE...
    Infact
    (i want to kiss you
    straight from my heart
    again and again and again...
    until...
    I make your lips raw
    with my loving pleasures)...

    Bring the tiME on
    and MakE-out
    with ME...
     again and again and again...
    "slowy"...
    "please"
    and...
    "thank you"...
    "uhummm"...
    whispered, the silent MannErs of a
    very,
    ( wet)
    wanting,
    raw... me...
    "again...and again...and again!"
    whispered my head...
    (tomorrow...is truly,  MY other days)

    ...................................................
    i have no style...
    this is just me...
    RAW... and unhibited...
    ......................................
        forwarning!!!

         If, (and that was a really big... IF...)
    I let you kiss me...
        fool...
    Than you shouldn't have
    been fooled
    by what...
    I was amourously needing...
    YOU should have seen
    the wonted ME...
    (once shy, twice bitten...blushing red
    with no, no , no  meaning
    yes, yes, yes!!! and  truly
    thinking 'PINK'...
     
    ..................................
    Blindsighted Asses...


    we...
    put blinders on...
    so we couldn't see 
    each other's
    other sides...
    and neither of us won't
    be 'daMnEd' if...
    we're blindsighted FIRST,
    by the peripheial visions of 'us'...
    so...
    one of 'us' needs to blink!
    will it be you or me?..
    (can you see 
    if there  is soMEthing
    in my eyes...
    that wasn't there before
    (looking straight into you
    is all I've  ever seen...
    without any sideways divisions...
    can you please get it out
    of my sight for me
    or do i need
    to keep my blinders on
    and look forward without you
    into straight on revisions?)

    ................................................................

Comments (13)

  • You certainly DO have style. The most unique style I've seen on Xanga or anywhere. I can get so many meanings from what you write, that I must read it several times just to be satifatcorily confused. One thing I am sure of is that you write with tremendous passion.

  • wow....that first poem is electrifying.  I feel the torn emotion there and I know it well.  I've never seen someone so closely capture that one feeling I have never been able to to truly express.  Your style reminsd me very much of e.e. cummings, do you read much of his?

    if not may I suggest

    she being brand
    next to of course god america I
    and May I?

    those are three of my favorites, please continue! I look foward to it.

  • very accurate...very clear...

  • Raw and pure.

    -Saint-

  • 'Rendezvous of Lips' is really great! 'Blindsighted Asses' is really good too. I'm not certain if there's a play on titles going on here; but the combination of 'kiss' and 'ass' appears to me to possibly 'flank' readers. I really like this post. Peace.

  • ooooooohhhh! You are smokin like that pen woman!!! Very nice, nasty. And I like the way you did the little words like a whispered secret. Awesome....you worked that. and I hope you get another kiss before your lips catch on fire!!!! 911....911

  • Many of us see who do not have eyes and many with excellent eyesight are all but blind.

  • A kiss is a high price to pay for a kiss....lol

  • Write, write, write, I don't know where you get all of the words but, they do tell a story.

    I am here on business today as well as stopping by to read your blog.   

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  • i think we all have blinders because we try to see only what we want to see, because we want happiness in life, and everybody has his or her own wants and happinesses, but sometimes we all have to also open up our blinders because thats how we see people.
    ok that did not make sense, but i wish you the best and your poetry is great!
    :) -h

  • Sure glad I came by today.  I needed the lift I always get from your sensuality.

  • Dottie....oh, Dottie.........Where ARE you????

  • The poem "Rendevouz of lips" made me think of this a poem by Catullus (Carmen V)

    Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love,
    and let us judge all the rumors of the old men
    to be worth just one penny!
    The suns are able to fall and rise:
    When that brief light has fallen for us,
    we must sleep a never ending night.
    Give me a thousand kisses, then another hundred,
    then another thousand, then a second hundred,
    then yet another thousand more, then another hundred.
    Then, when we have made many thousands,
    we will mix them all up so that we don't know,
    and so that no one can be jealous of us when he finds out
    how many kisses we have shared.

    [This is a translation from Latin found here:
    http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/1463.html

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