orange logicus

 A sevenling 

In arrived sudden: That preagonal moment,   
The sun halted in the stillness of the dawn, 
as might of shadow's faded back into black  
While unwaxed gibbous moon, poorly lit the earth
Out of this gloom,  growling with some intent,   
Came one hellish hound: Racing leapt he forward
Obeying his masters voice 'Fetch it nipper' 

Minute Poem
Though the gain: I felt pain's misery,
fears blinded me.
They won’t depart,
just stop n start.
Now unfilled grave: To be trespassed
Death not surpassed.
It just returns:
hot after-burn
Showing that I would always be
trapped not free,
Whilst sold soul held
t’was never whole.

        Winter fell; Dormant.
Sprung branch, pinked with tranches
       of blossoms. They knew
Summer promised new life: Sung
       by snug nested birds.

Same work with the directors cuts included..

Winter’s dormancy leaves
Its storm spared branches. To be
soon warmed by winds of Mistral.
Sticky, like treacle they budded,
As mother nature opened,
Her wondrous store cupboard
sprung blossoms pinked, then they grew
with soft tissue’s of purples and blues,
Large is assortment of in between hues.
Not battered or bruised these blossoms
Swelled with lifeblood of rain, moistened
Seeds grew till sweet apples burst through

Whisper my name dame, release it soft and slow,
Entice me with sweet voice, lovers only get to know.
Smile one that is, open wide long and just glows,

Hold my gaze, on pursed lips to let me know; then go
Ground me with those velvet tones, that softly flow
Whisper my name dame, release it soft and slow.

Speak my name; it makes my insides grow
Let those lips, vibrate like a heartbeat goes,
Smile one that is, open wide long and just glows,

Wink at me, all sexy to let me see and also know,
Loose those eyes, now sparkled with brightest glow.
Whisper my name dame, release it soft and slow.

Hold my gaze, on pursed lips to let me know; then go.
Release joyfulness: Only lovers or mothers get to show
Smile one that is, open wide long and just glows,

Soft sound from lovers voice. Once begat will grow.
Just like warm avalanches of melted chocolate snow.
Whisper my name dame, release it soft and slow.
Smile one that is, open wide long and just glows

Labels: terrazelle/vienelle

The wandering minstrel wonders
If you’d kiss me now and make my day.
Brush my lips with yours all moist,
give this murmuring heart,
a loud clear voice.

Make these dull eyes a sparkle clear,
My skin to feel goose bumps appear.
Let me sense the touch of finger tips,
right down my chest towards my bits.

For It may tickle but I won't laugh.
But thinking if they were to trace a path,
across my back then down my hips,
I would not worry not one bit.

Please come now, don’t keep me waiting,
My open mouth is not for converse-sating.
So hurry now kiss me lightly on my cheeks,
You can even use those teeth for little neeps.

Feel these lips all soft and rubbery.
Awaiting you to start to smother me.
Kiss me, just like a wanton lover,
not like you kiss your mother.

Fill my mind with thoughts all curious.
Kiss me fast and make it furious.
Let me taste what you had for breakfast,
end this hunger, break my love fast.

Feel my heart all pulsating nervously.
In site of your's covered err curvaceously.
come then now start some action
A`fore my heart starts infarction

have uploaded from phone whoopee I can become a tramp now



Wondering if it will work and show video suppose a short written one might pass the time

She was not so pure, was even less than sure
not in or out of favour, about sort of a behaviour
for the want of the one true Saviour the assault
he gave was far more graver than one she did savour
would have saved her from a life of sin and danger.
Not wanting trouble from a friend he asked a favour


He sold her to a merchant, who told her to be diligent
for it was to be a virgin than she was supposed to be
for each and every stranger, shrew like showed her anger

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