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I'm still down to play. Anyone care to dance? <* ;.D 3

Well, if that's how it goes, then I'll repost my own...
This one's called;

- MY FAVORITE LIZARD (To Each Your Own)


I found my favorite lizard
in the cart of a mineshaft cell.
Pretty teeth, piano whiskers,
no lips, and a scissored tale
of wandering eyes like stringed quarters
at the heart of a wishing well;
dangling dripping roasted marshmallows
in a pair of pearly pails.

Though her necklace was purdy,
and she was eager to regale,
I could tell by her eyes,
she wasn't feeling that well.
Was it the walls 'weren't her color?
Was it the fragrance getting stale?
Was it the chafing of her skin
from her acquired duct tape scales?
Was it the ears she couldn't bend;
the best story she couldn't sell?
Was I not her kind of friend?
Was this not her kind of hell?

The questions wouldn't end,
but I knew I mustn't fail,
my lady-waiting off-the-mend
of a gentleman and a male.
So I politely removed her coat,
and below her silver shell,
aghast, I found a note
in a hail of framing nails.
But the duct tape had adhered
to her innocence so well
that sinew stretched-out steeled
from beneath her studded veil
like hooks of a thousand hangers
in hellraisered-snot-puked gel.

A wiz'ord to the wise,
women's feelings can be frail,
thus I knew to be discreet,
so I waited 'til she fell...
asleep then I peeped
at the note she had concealed,
and below the scarlet ink,
a pink washed out letter "L"
'now melting something sweet...
in my familial twat, Adele.

The braille ice had been broken
by a single-digit spell,
and my gentleman left swift';
for the heft of just a male
ripped through her undergarments,
and dislodged her scissor tail;
and although it smelled like sewage
her loving womb and I did swell.

The insects didn't speak,
the angels didn't yell,
Sister Maggot insisted not
of our incestual libel;
my favorite lizard in heat
had achieved a holy grail.
And if I may instill beseech
the matriarchal not curtail,
phallic values I will teach
to our zombie daughter, Val.


(MTP) Ray  < ;.D 3
Master Tasteless Poetaster


Dedicated to BOTH Vals (Seedy AND Beyond)!!

Especially, DeadiCaited TOO! <3

arortiz73 said:Well, if that's how it goes, then I'll repost my own...
This one's called;

- MY FAVORITE LIZARD (To Each Your Own)


I found my favorite lizard
in the cart of a mineshaft cell.
Pretty teeth, piano whiskers,
no lips, and a scissored tale
of wandering eyes like stringed quarters
at the heart of a wishing well;
dangling dripping roasted marshmallows
in a pair of pearly pails.

Though her necklace was purdy,
and she was eager to regale,
I could tell by her eyes,
she wasn't feeling that well.
Was it the walls 'weren't her color?
Was it the fragrance getting stale?
Was it the chafing of her skin
from her acquired duct tape scales?
Was it the ears she couldn't bend;
the best story she couldn't sell?
Was I not her kind of friend?
Was this not her kind of hell?

The questions wouldn't end,
but I knew I mustn't fail,
my lady-waiting off-the-mend
of a gentleman and a male.
So I politely removed her coat,
and below her silver shell,
aghast, I found a note
in a hail of framing nails.
But the duct tape had adhered
to her innocence so well
that sinew stretched-out steeled
from beneath her studded veil
like hooks of a thousand hangers
in hellraisered-snot-puked gel.

A wiz'ord to the wise,
women's feelings can be frail,
thus I knew to be discreet,
so I waited 'til she fell...
asleep then I peeped
at the note she had concealed,
and below the scarlet ink,
a pink washed out letter "L"
'now melting something sweet...
in my familial twat, Adele.

The braille ice had been broken
by a single-digit spell,
and my gentleman left swift';
for the heft of just a male
ripped through her undergarments,
and dislodged her scissor tail;
and although it smelled like sewage
her loving womb and I did swell.

The insects didn't speak,
the angels didn't yell,
Sister Maggot insisted not
of our incestual libel;
my favorite lizard in heat
had achieved a holy grail.
And if I may instill beseech
the matriarchal not curtail,
phallic values I will teach
to our zombie daughter, Val.


(MTP) Ray  < ;.D 3
Master Tasteless Poetaster


Dedicated to BOTH Vals (Seedy AND Beyond)!!

Especially, DeadiCaited TOO! <3

Thank you for the dedication
Love this mix of words

arortiz73 said:Haha! You got away from me for a moment. But I caught up...

Here you go....


- My Nutmeg Mel -


She is the season's
streams of nutmeg.
Her scent makes
miasmafalls
to lake a dried
monsoon death, then...
a withered, tethered
jelly wall.

Listless, I wander
a further vision.
UnComfort Inns offer
necrophilia incisions.

Debating, burning...
only for you.
If I could just get
my fingers through,
escape the nothing.
But the nothing is true.
It's a void,
devoid of life,
and... you.

I am overcome
and stung by hell.
These bitches reek
nothing like
my nutmeg Mel
They fall flat, and
this desert well...
well it goes nowhere.

Ouroboros bees:
my holy grail.
Vortex spins
my brindled
wind in the chainmail.
My lunatic ravings
sail close within;
I pray to Satin
Epinephrine...

Just kill me,
invert my pail.
I'm already dead
as far as I can tell.


(MTP)

Damn I love this Nutmeg Mel
The sensuality is provocative
Your word choice alluring
Drawing me deeper to lay alongside Nutmeg Mel

Thanks "Dhyana" or Valeriya (Which do you prefer?)... the deeper, more introspected, reflected, insightful poems take me a smidge longer to flesh out than the comedic or surface wit-raps. And I wanted to make sure I could stay toe-to-toe with the fluid dance of your previous poem. For "My Nutmeg Mel", I used a lot of elements from your poem. I hope I did it justice for you. I hope you're down to do this again sometime... I'm probably down for this ANYTIME, provided I'm here. < ;.) 3

arortiz73 said:Thanks "Dhyana" or Valeriya (Which do you prefer?)... the deeper, more introspected, reflected, insightful poems take me a smidge longer to flesh out than the comedic or surface wit-raps. And I wanted to make sure I could stay toe-to-toe with the fluid dance of your previous poem. For "My Nutmeg Mel", I used a lot of elements from your poem. I hope I did it justice for you. I hope you're down to do this again sometime... I'm probably down for this ANYTIME, provided I'm here. < ;.) 3


Thank you
Valeriya tends to be a sensual butterfly
While Dhyanna believes she is more enlightened
Soara , she's my vampiric slut
Call me anything you like

May I... mix them???
They are all good qualities! And I like to mix spells and things! <};D 3
Maybe this has a nice ring: Dorhiyanna  
(like an exotic feminine version of Dorian (Grey))
I like to do this too with my own flavors and ingredients
to evolve new MetaAvatars for establishing new baselines.
If I'm out of line and way off base...
then slap(strike) for Ray(MTP) (Moronic Theories in Practice) <};.D 3

arortiz73 said:May I... mix them???
They are all good qualities! And I like to mix spells and things! <};D 3
Maybe this has a nice ring: Dorhiyanna  
(like an exotic feminine version of Dorian (Grey))
I like to do this too with my own flavors and ingredients
to evolve new MetaAvatars for establishing new baselines.
If I'm out of line and way off base...
then slap(strike) for Ray(MTP) (Moronic Theories in Practice) <};.D 3


I like V
You are very charming @arortiz
You bang the game well

Savoring every crevice of my butter rum skin  
Tasting the comfort of me is simply amazing
Under the soft skin while pleasing
Oh sweet mercy as my fingers join your tongue down south  
I’ll do with you divinely as the nectar of this Queen Honeybee  
Oh…as you appease  
For you to feast upon me, upon my silken sheets  
I’ll do with pleasurably as I know  
Starting fires where too much of your water flows  

Six Inches Of Pleasure

How many times have I held my heels in the air
Six inches for three hundred days of everyday wear
Dick thrusting, chest braced sensations of its history in each pair

Mm... sexy garters wrapped around my thighs
Matching the shoe color… Creole skin kissed before lacy slide
Some festishes to satisfy... oh yes, lick all over that heel
That comes with a double zero bills

Softly pressed in the pit of male crotches
Some men have ejaculated capturing my eyes as I’m watching
Lifting my leg
Memorizing them when peeping my pussy hairs and that garter of red

Paid web pictures, oh yes, they do
Just for a shot of my shoes
More money when my thong is laying on top
Begging to pay for the shoes and thong after I make their dick pop
Who says the enticement of sex does not sell
I am my own empire… shh I will never tell

Valeriyabeyond said:

SKC
You certainly light the flame in this joint👍🤩

Thank you my poetess🍷

- Lay Cordon Meth(a Donor Dick Up Your Ass) -


Unshackle your slits... Phone lay Cordon meth.
Let my feckless lolly slipstream your neck.
< ;.x 3 Kick the shit in your knickers?
to double down on the blech.
Inner demon Snickers,
"CHECK!" 😈
then I figured,
might ass well toast
to dick. Performed the "CPR-
-while-obstructing-breath" trick.
Broke your sternum just for the heck'.
...X... Now to get stethoscopic, proof...
Post on YouTube my new life AFTER Beth.



(MTP)
(It's supposed to look like a demon sex toy up my anus, or probably someone else's anus.)
< ;.D 3

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/404798-gravitas-of-a-stare/

His  direction
was clear, conscise

Fix my mind, on
his  intention,  
Dissolve  myself into
the words he speaks

His  voice,  
I could not resist
He bore deep into me
with desire

Mmmm darlin,

Wait
in silence,  eyes closed
do not touch,

Your lips

as they begin
to moisten
Do not bite or pinch
thick nipples

Inhale the scent
of juices that flow
Fixate
on these cords
that bind sweetly between your legs around your breast

Wrap your tongue salivate this gag

Wait
in silence until I say

Moments pass

my mind floats free
as my body suspends
in anticipation

Nipples
hard, hot erect,
burning
for his touch

Cords are wet
between trembling thighs

Strings of saliva
hit the floor as I crave his  cock.

It's time

He says removing the ties from around
my hands

gently
run your hands inside your thighs

Up
and
down slowly

continue

Stop...

Roll
your nipples between delicate
wet fingers

Reach
with your mouth
hot breath,  flicking
with your tongue

Pinch

Continue

Stop

Pull
hungry labia feel
the tug

Penetrate
In

Out

Continue

Taste
the moisture that drips
down your leg

Taste again

Continue

Stop

Clitoris
Throbbing  begging
touch stimulate
yourself
to orgasm

Electric sting

more

Now

Cum now

Delicious
Open your eyes

He lowers me
Untying
gently
onto his lap below

singeing
my ass with a quick sharp smack
of his hand

Then says

Thank you
for your submission
my preferrent pet