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new poems by paul f savage (please read and respond if necessary)
 

offline marlowe from Antarctica on 2004-01-12 16:34 [#01029818]
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Inverted

but to slide inside of you,
to drown in your pussy,
tongue thick with your juices,
sliding down my throat to
become part of me.

then to rub my tongue
up
through the valley
to your clitoris,
rest there with my lips suckling.

but to feel your skin quivering
beneath my two-fold touch,
but to hold your hips lightly
and enter you fully,

to guide my hard cock
thru your hot wet pussy;
tightened inner temples
holding it divine.

then to fuck your pussy
up
upwards
ever upwards.
then to fuck your pussy
circular and triangular,

oh but to feel my cock
hard inside of you,
thickly moist in yoga...

let me count the ways
i could love you.

Chaotica Erotica

to drown
in that seeping
juice dripping
over my fingers
from your cunt

that store-front
love taste lingers
and is slipping
gently sweeping
down
to
a

blissful
wave
of

wave
of

wave
of

chaos


 

offline marlowe from Antarctica on 2004-01-12 16:36 [#01029824]
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symplicity

curled beside you, touching skin,
tingling, such beauty inside unfurled.

peaceful kissing, books unread,
bed fun crooks in blissful release.

the temple is secured without locks,
the crumpled sheets remind us of our lust,
the formula procured without fuss,
our love is secured without locks.

carved inside you, ink is blood,
blood is ink: you, inside, carved.

unfurled inside: beauty; such tingling
skin, touching you.

Diadem

come lie with me
beside an amber field
and naked dream within the corn.

come lie awhile beside my closing eyes,
and softly touch my tongue
with silent words.

come let us scorn
the dregs who yield
their feelings to the blackened seas.

come let us hide with gold-plumed birds
and hug entangled 'mong
the silent sighs.


 

offline horsefactory from 💠 (United Kingdom) on 2004-01-12 16:36 [#01029825]
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Trite.


 

offline theo himself from +- on 2004-01-12 16:37 [#01029827]
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haahahahahh


 

offline marlowe from Antarctica on 2004-01-12 16:38 [#01029831]
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do se do

let me raise you to your throne
and throw myself unto your feet,
and suckle toes and work me up
to your crownéd hole where I shall feast.

let me guzzle down your juice
and throw my hands unto your thighs,
and lift your body to the lips
of heaven in the skies.

Fuck and Variation

Striding my lips across your inner
sanctum of thigh. Alive, the sinner
plunders the moist riches inside.
Sliding my tongue into your divine
temple of cunt. Alive, we entwine
'neath the sign of the star-blessed lovers.

Slipping my cock hard inside of you,
my open mouth upon your neck and ears,
deep wet thrusts. your legs wrapped
around my body, tight as your pussy.

Stripping our lust to the bare bones
of passion, alive in this fashion
all day and night, and never alone,
locked in this tangle of sweet delight.

Straddling your hips across me, your hole
wetly stretched. Alive, we lovers whole,
extemporize this love we divide.


 

offline marlowe from Antarctica on 2004-01-12 16:39 [#01029837]
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Ribbons

You fill my thoughts, goddess erin,
with serenity, obscenity,
soulful interplanetary
journeys continuous,
chants luminous,
smiles caught.

You flood my being, goddess erin,
with divinity, obscurity,
horizons of reality
transcendental,
reverential,
feeling.

stand I upon the highest peak,
and speak my soul throughout the land,
this man has bowed before his own,
has sown his body for your kiss.


 

offline mc_303_beatz from Glasgow, Scotland on 2004-01-12 16:41 [#01029843]
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Nice!


 

offline kochlear from aud-stim.com on 2004-01-12 16:41 [#01029846]
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crawling

crawling in my skin

these wounds...
they will not heal

fear

is how i
f
a
l
l

confusing what is

real


 

offline mc_303_beatz from Glasgow, Scotland on 2004-01-12 16:41 [#01029847]
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Here`s some old lyrics I wrote:

i don`t need the sun
don`t need the sun
don`t need the sun

I`ll I`ll take the rain
I`ll take the rain
i`ll take tha rain

oooh

We lie on the moon
We lie on the moon
We lie on the moon

Joined joined by the hands
Joined by the hands
Joined by the hands

!!!!!


 

offline mc_303_beatz from Glasgow, Scotland on 2004-01-12 16:43 [#01029851]
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Heres another old song i wrote called Nebulas. I took one
aceeeed too many methinks!

Stop now
When you were born
A star reformed
And burned

Its easy to forget
Where space
and time and gravity
Met

Your maker
He was apathy
laying down

He told me
About yourself
And all the lies
And wasn`t I surprised

By the stars
They burned
And turned
Nebulas and clouds

Meet and bring a rain
That never stops
And always Falls



 

offline virginpusher from County Clare on 2004-01-12 16:44 [#01029853]
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I like the sexuality of these poems. It gives it a realness
as it is something that alot of people can relate to.

It gives a raw lustfull feeling that i find interesting.

I like Inverted as i like to eat pussy! ;p


 

offline Ophecks from Nova Scotia (Canada) on 2004-01-12 16:45 [#01029858]
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I have a big stiffy right now. I wish I didn't, but I do.


 

offline marlowe from Antarctica on 2004-01-12 16:46 [#01029863]
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obviously horsefactory can't relate to it :S maybe if I
wrote one about jizming into a razzle mag he wouldn't find
it so hackneyed?


 

offline kochlear from aud-stim.com on 2004-01-12 16:46 [#01029864]
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here's a song i wrote a while ago

fucking waffles
why didn't they tell me
now i'm too syrupy
to go on living

life is shit
bombs dropping on innocents
planes flying into buildings
and now this

fucking waffles
why didn't they tell me
i am too syrupy
to continue on

human evolution
up to our current state
until the catalyst of the apocalypse
too sticky to describe

fucking waffles
why didn't they tell me
there's no point
in living anymore

fucking waffles
why didn't they tell me
everyone with aids needs to die
your friend, monoid


 

offline mc_303_beatz from Glasgow, Scotland on 2004-01-12 16:51 [#01029877]
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Wank

I like to hold my stiffy
And ferociously pummel it
Until White Gunk oozes out
All over my monitor

Then I get an andrex
And wipe the offending article
And get a bag of crisps
Maybe a cheese toastie

My fave clip is a blonde
Gettin rammed from all angles
I beat and beat and beat
And empty my bojangles!


 

offline horsefactory from 💠 (United Kingdom) on 2004-01-12 16:53 [#01029885]
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heh, you don't take criticism well do you?
besides, hackneyed means 'over familiar' apparently, so..
thanks.


 

offline kochlear from aud-stim.com on 2004-01-12 16:55 [#01029894]
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well i like

pounding my pud
lettin loose a flood
jerkin my gherkin
and w-w-w-workin it
slammin my salami
polishing the knobby
beating my meat
playing with pete
turning my crank
proceeding to wank
slamming my ham
juicing some jam
doing the 5 knuckle shuffle
and trouncing the truffle



 

offline kochlear from aud-stim.com on 2004-01-12 17:00 [#01029905]
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reminds me of the letters to the editor at the beginning of
penthouse.


 

offline w M w from London (United Kingdom) on 2004-01-12 17:08 [#01029916]
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rabbit turds
I like to eat-
nay, daintily nibble them
one by one

why dost thou cook these love pellets rabbit?
I like to eat these bite sized snacks
when urinating on my friends in the bathtub
the light dost glisten so upon the fluid chaos of our
crossed urin streams

For you rabbit, I write a poem on the tile wall in my feces
"oh rabbit, how I enjoy your cooking
I want to cook for you now
I bake my love for you"


 

offline marlowe from Antarctica on 2004-01-12 17:10 [#01029918]
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01) hackneyed means "over-used"
02) your one word reply wasn't criticism


 

offline Morton from out (Netherlands, The) on 2004-01-12 17:11 [#01029920]
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fullfyllan

come hither princess
mark my word
i drink thy juice
i eat thy turd

my stomach yearns
i spread thy legs
when hunger strikes
i want but sex



 

offline w M w from London (United Kingdom) on 2004-01-12 17:15 [#01029926]
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testing


 

offline w M w from London (United Kingdom) on 2004-01-12 17:17 [#01029927]
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[centerzorg] testing#2 [/centerzorg]


 

offline kochlear from aud-stim.com on 2004-01-12 17:41 [#01029962]
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other kids are shooting their friends
bombing their schools, the fun never ends
but that's not for me, i don't fit that shoe
i gotta admit i like eating poo
the world's in chaos, problems with it
fuck it all, and let's go eat shit

i'm a sick disgusting bastard
if you run then i'll run faster
i'm not gonna lie to ya i like the buttmud
give me chance, and i'll pack your fudge
sodomy you think it's repulsive
i can't help it i'm too impulsive
generation generation generation x-crement!
generation generation generation x-crement!

science can't explain it, my rhythm it flows
i unzip my pants and stick my dick in your nose
my mile long cock has a blood engorged head
and i'll chowder my fat wad all over your forehead
generation generation generation x-crement!
generation generation generation x-crement!



 

offline Ganymede from Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius on 2004-01-13 00:24 [#01030617]
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I preferred the second two poems.

Congratulations on getting laid, Paul!


 


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