Submissions by Streaks (Olga)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I don't consider myself a Poet, but am aspiring to be one, one day soon!
Beg
Away most of the time.
I do understand,
It's all for the better.
However,
I do miss the intimate matter!
What would you have me do,
Whilst I wait and miss you?
I want you so bad,
Please, please...
My own ministrations are good,
but...
.. I beg?!
I do understand,
It's all for the better.
However,
I do miss the intimate matter!
What would you have me do,
Whilst I wait and miss you?
I want you so bad,
Please, please...
My own ministrations are good,
but...
.. I beg?!
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Red Rage
"We are all like the bright moon, we still have our darker side." ~ Kahlil Gibran
I like to think I am sweet and kind, but...
there is always the other side.
Thoughts I entertain for those I disdain.
I would bludgeon them to death, given the chance.
At the given moment there is no like in my heart!
All I see and feel is Rage - Red!
Then ... mystically, miraculously, the feeling subsides.
And ... I have to contend with my enemies, yet, one more time.
I like to think I am sweet and kind, but...
there is always the other side.
Thoughts I entertain for those I disdain.
I would bludgeon them to death, given the chance.
At the given moment there is no like in my heart!
All I see and feel is Rage - Red!
Then ... mystically, miraculously, the feeling subsides.
And ... I have to contend with my enemies, yet, one more time.
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Three's Damn Fine
Met at a beach party,
One golden haired beauty,
The other raven haired.
Home, after much fun,
Leaving the men behind to greet the sun.
Allocated the spare bed, at the far side of the room,
I settled down to the light of the moon.
Not long - whispering and the ruffle of sheets caught my ear.
I had to have a peek and lend a closer ear.
Raven hair was atop golden hair, kissing, licking, sucking nipples until they pointed rigid in the air. Silken bodies rubbing against each other.
After a much passionate and urgent struggle to rip...
One golden haired beauty,
The other raven haired.
Home, after much fun,
Leaving the men behind to greet the sun.
Allocated the spare bed, at the far side of the room,
I settled down to the light of the moon.
Not long - whispering and the ruffle of sheets caught my ear.
I had to have a peek and lend a closer ear.
Raven hair was atop golden hair, kissing, licking, sucking nipples until they pointed rigid in the air. Silken bodies rubbing against each other.
After a much passionate and urgent struggle to rip...
973 reads
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Alone with Thoughts of Longing
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Brother-in-f**king what?
He is not married to her, you see
And yet, he tries to dominate me.
Fuck him!
She cannot see him for what he is
And will bend over backward to remain his.
It irks me to see her grovel at his feet
Yes darling, no darling
Would you like a treat?!
Who would treat his Love with disdain?
He would, and she, never complain.
I hate him for treating her the way he does
But she feels, he is her true love.
Go figure...
Fuck him!
And yet, he tries to dominate me.
Fuck him!
She cannot see him for what he is
And will bend over backward to remain his.
It irks me to see her grovel at his feet
Yes darling, no darling
Would you like a treat?!
Who would treat his Love with disdain?
He would, and she, never complain.
I hate him for treating her the way he does
But she feels, he is her true love.
Go figure...
Fuck him!
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My Husband
M..My gift from God above
Y...You are my true love
H..Hearts beating together
U..Ultimate bond, forever
S..Sexy for me, your Wife
B..Bonded together for life
A..Always there for me
N..Never to leave my side
D..Darling, in you, I abide
Y...You are my true love
H..Hearts beating together
U..Ultimate bond, forever
S..Sexy for me, your Wife
B..Bonded together for life
A..Always there for me
N..Never to leave my side
D..Darling, in you, I abide
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Gifts
I am his Queen,
He is my King,
I long to sit on his throne.
Subservient, I'll be,
And ever grateful,
For gifts bestowed.
He is my King,
I long to sit on his throne.
Subservient, I'll be,
And ever grateful,
For gifts bestowed.
1086 reads
8 Comments
Late Night Rendezvous
1437 reads
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