Let us be intermingled as two trees that have bent one single root. Some are so persistent that their whole lives, long after their youth is spent, are made an eternal adventure by this expectation. To my love Leanne Marie Wines, Please enjoy this poetry site. Those who plead their cause in the absence of an opponent can invent to their heart's content, can pontificate without taking into account the opposite point of view and keep the best arguments for themselves, for aggressors are always quick to attack those who have no means of defence. Do you feel me wrap you Up with myself and my warmth, like a flame round the wick? I know not now, what courage made me dare, But, pillowed close, upon her bosom fair, A truant hand went wandering far astray And found — that night hath greater charms than day. For there is no need to go to war for a castle that is already captured.
And we can only fly while embracing each other. I have come with gentle words to the mating chirpings in the eaves. ~Blanche Shoemaker Wagstaff There is something magical about kissing in the rain. Explanations of the heart and soul. I die with pleasing pain, O kindle me to life again. ~Blanche Shoemaker Wagstaff I will allow only My lord to possess my sacred Lotus pond, and every night You can make blossom in me Flowers of fire.
We are swept out into a sea of infinite oblivion. The tawdry veined body emerges twisted upon itself like a winter wind. Rain drops fall all over you—your face, hair, skin—and your clothes cling to you as if you are melting. My hands tremble with the eagerness of me. Someone who makes me laugh has every chance to seduce me.
Amazing you are, that's why you are my Angel. Sometimes her character, her way about herself, her love-making, it sometimes marked me so heavily that I couldn't go on in life and be happy unless I wrote a book or a story about that woman, the happy and sad memory of that woman. We have come to the end of questions, you run your palm, warm, large, dry, back along my face over and over, over and over, like God putting the finishing touches on, before sending me down to be born. Be both masculine and feminine, impudent and charming, subtle and outrageous. It has its own cat-string theory and knows we don't appreciate things that fall into our laps.
Here is the best collection of quotes to check out , , life lessons and much more. ~Huang O, translated Then in a burst of blinding weather. . Therefore, since it is necessary to call on such skill, ingenuity, and effort in order to seduce a woman, whether of high or humble birth, the logical conclusion to draw is that women are by no means as fickle as some men claim, or as easily influenced in their behaviour. When you are old, I want you to recall those few hours, I want your dry bones to quiver with joy when you think of them. Ungirdled treasure, warm and bare.
Let other people worry about being socially acceptable; those types are a dime a dozen, and you are after a power greater than they can imagine. ~Mary Carolyn Davies Eros seizes and shakes my very soul like the wind on the mountain shaking ancient oaks. ~Blanche Shoemaker Wagstaff O happiest transport, dearest blessing, Sweetest-rapture past expressing! It's because the universe is smart. Thus do not leave everything to chance. In the mirror, the angles of the room are calm, it is the hour when you can see that the angle itself is blessed, and the dark globes of the chandelier, suspended in the mirror, are motionless—I can feel my ovaries deep in my body, I gaze at the silvery bulbs, maybe I am looking at my ovaries, it is clear everything I look at is real and good. And like this downy swelling breast, They rise, and languish to be pressed.
That was the only way to keep her, and to say goodbye to her without her ever leaving. My lips wait in secret surrender. Tost by a tempest of Desire; Till with utmost fury driven, Down, at once, we sunk to heaven. Or seen rich rubies blushing through A pure smooth pearl, and orient too? ~Nora Ephron No other thoughts, no other cares, Just the quenching of mad desire. Hot thunders came; And still the storm kept plunging, seeking ever The furthest cranny, till the faraway Streams felt each penetrating quiver And the most hidden river Rose and became released. ~Blanche Shoemaker Wagstaff My sweetheart has the hungriest lips They seek and press unsparingly; They probe until she almost slips Among her kisses into me.
The moment lasts, the moment you feel alive and as one with nature. A few wet drops break the passionate seal of your two lips as you taste the beautiful rain and your lover in one glorious sensual motion. ~Blanche Shoemaker Wagstaff i like my body when it is with your body. Let me undress your body, caress your skin and wetly massage your mind back into making love to me again. I feel the shuddering of your breast and the beating of your throat against mine. Even when I glimpse you for a moment, my tongue is stilled as speech deserts me, while a delicate fire is beneath my skin. Ah, but if I am cruel what then are you? My response is that women did not write these books nor include the material which attacks them and their morals.
Be encouraged but more importantly…be lethal with your make up love. I want you to think about kissing me as much as I think about kissing you. Make me fire your blood with new desire, And make me kiss you — lip and limb, Till senses reel and pulses swim. Envelop me from throat to ankle in delirium intolerable. Hug me, touch me, submit to me with that insatiable passion like you do when you thought you could leave but the sight of my throbbing rock hard love muscle made you too weak in the knees. His grin dies into a seductive curve of his lips that makes my knees feel funny. Spring winds come with exuberant love— they lift up my silk skirt.
This usually worked; and if her name was to be in the title of the story, it almost always worked. They know that they stand wrongfully accused, and that the cake has not been divided up equally, for the strongest take the lion's share, and the one who does the sharing out keeps the biggest portion for himself. My breasts are crowded with containing. The right seductive words is important. ~Huang O, translated My hot strong hands will no veil endure That shadows your radiant nakedness; Lay bare each beauty, conceal no lure, Leave naught to hinder my fond caress! And your man is holding you tight as you hear nothing but rain and feel nothing but his touch on your body and the wet grass between your toes. This isn't because the universe is cruel.