Submissions by TheHistoricBrother
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Wet
The water...soothing as anything she had ever felt, was warm & made her feel a blissful serenity that couldn't be described through words. The warmth of this water opened up more than her pores. Her troubles, flushed from her body & a small grin appeared on her beautiful golden-brown cheeks.
This was nirvana.
The water understood her.
The water pleased her.
It was seemingly...sensual...sexual.
She was aroused so much in the body, that this water seeped into the mind & made yer drown the negative thoughts of the past & nourish the...
This was nirvana.
The water understood her.
The water pleased her.
It was seemingly...sensual...sexual.
She was aroused so much in the body, that this water seeped into the mind & made yer drown the negative thoughts of the past & nourish the...
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LovesouL
A soul is complete,
When the mate has been found.
Complete bliss & joy,
Pain to separate them.
Joy to be cherished,
Tears with only memories.
Cherished beyond love,
Selfishness beyond greed.
Loved like a family,
"Taken" for granted.
Family, adore them,
Soul is now broken.
Them? The Souls' 2 paths.
between the lines.....
When the mate has been found.
Complete bliss & joy,
Pain to separate them.
Joy to be cherished,
Tears with only memories.
Cherished beyond love,
Selfishness beyond greed.
Loved like a family,
"Taken" for granted.
Family, adore them,
Soul is now broken.
Them? The Souls' 2 paths.
between the lines.....
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Take It All
I give for my love of her...
for that indescribable sensation when I'm with that tender body. The bond between us is such that can't be spoken in simple words.
I give for my love of...
Myself? No, not yet. Me. I. All come after...you. Provider. That is I.
I give for my love...
That is the reason...right? Or is my lust for that passion fruit between those smooth legs the motive for my actions? I love you. I love you. I love you. I...lust...you?
I give for my...
Is it really just me being in lust? In lust with you? The one I call my love? The irony of giving for the...
for that indescribable sensation when I'm with that tender body. The bond between us is such that can't be spoken in simple words.
I give for my love of...
Myself? No, not yet. Me. I. All come after...you. Provider. That is I.
I give for my love...
That is the reason...right? Or is my lust for that passion fruit between those smooth legs the motive for my actions? I love you. I love you. I love you. I...lust...you?
I give for my...
Is it really just me being in lust? In lust with you? The one I call my love? The irony of giving for the...
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