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hush
you know I never
wrote so well
as I did when you inspired
you took me to the dirty places
only a whore can enjoy
& you knew that about me
so you stole me away
from proper society
tea with the ladies
fed me vodka
& cock on the rocks
it was always stormy with us
so intense was our need
desperate in our passion
we fucked like demons
primal growls & hunger
we burned hell to the ground
with our lust
you brought passion
into my boring pastel life
inked out your graffiti
on my inner walls
so that all would know
you were here
many poets came before
& some after
though none left their mark
the way you did
Copyright © 2017 Crimsin. All Rights Reserved
Published 9th May 2017
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9th May 2017 11:50am
Oh Dahling
What a wonderful tribute poem
lucky girl, who caught your eye
And some of those lines are so hot
the cushion on my chair started smoking
(wait fetching a fire extinguisher)
You really are a wild little possum, aren't you!
kissed by Pascalle
xoxox
(P)
What a wonderful tribute poem
lucky girl, who caught your eye
And some of those lines are so hot
the cushion on my chair started smoking
(wait fetching a fire extinguisher)
You really are a wild little possum, aren't you!
kissed by Pascalle
xoxox
(P)
9th May 2017 12:03pm
thank you love he shall remain a guarded secret you know a girl's got to keep them ;) love Brenda
Oh hell yes!
We need to lock em up in little silver heart amulets and hang them over our hearts (where secrets are kept best) ;)
One of my husband's I think the second, could have been the first, was a guard, but he wasn't much good at guarding.
I guarded him more than he guarded me... well one day... he was standing guard outside the hotel room door, and well I needed a distraction to get Grant out at 2 AM. So I called him and said, the fridge is running... quick stop it, well he chased after it and Grant slipped out... was amazing!
kisses possum
xoxo
Al
We need to lock em up in little silver heart amulets and hang them over our hearts (where secrets are kept best) ;)
One of my husband's I think the second, could have been the first, was a guard, but he wasn't much good at guarding.
I guarded him more than he guarded me... well one day... he was standing guard outside the hotel room door, and well I needed a distraction to get Grant out at 2 AM. So I called him and said, the fridge is running... quick stop it, well he chased after it and Grant slipped out... was amazing!
kisses possum
xoxo
Al
9th May 2017 4:01pm
Al love you make me hysterical with the stories you tell :) thank you for brightening my day with your diva persona.. love Brenda
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Anonymous
9th May 2017 1:43pm
What a scorching remembrance! There are those who fill us like nobody else ever could or will. Perfectly written, lovely dark angel
9th May 2017 4:04pm
thank you lovely one it's true some just bring out a side of us that no one else can.. I cherish your thoughts.. love Crim
9th May 2017 2:02pm
That graffiti will be inked there for eternity...loved that ☺...this breeds a pure primal scream of satisfaction ❣
9th May 2017 4:05pm
thank you most graciously Tim I deeply appreciate your thoughts and visits.. love Crim
9th May 2017 2:03pm
A very dramatic write Bren. Poetic passion is safer than the physical kind... no Aides...
But what do I know, cock on the rocks has gotta be better than locked in a cage and teased with kisses on someone elses neck...
JJ
But what do I know, cock on the rocks has gotta be better than locked in a cage and teased with kisses on someone elses neck...
JJ
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Anonymous
9th May 2017 3:13pm
Smh.. pretty lady i am hushed by you, this is amazing.
an another masterpiece that has coursed through my
blood as my emotion overflow my skull and bones.
Loves it babe.
an another masterpiece that has coursed through my
blood as my emotion overflow my skull and bones.
Loves it babe.
9th May 2017 4:09pm
thank you beautiful lady you brightened my morning with your thoughts and visit :) love Crim
9th May 2017 5:30pm
I read this passionate tribute and the wonderful descriptions of passion and whilst I really enjoyed the read it left me feeling like I had missed out on quite a lot. This is not a negative, it proves how good your poetry is to cause an emotional reaction in the reader :-)
wonderful write :-)
wonderful write :-)
9th May 2017 11:11pm
thank you David I'm glad you felt this one.. you feel with your poetry as well.. love Brenda
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9th May 2017 7:00pm
You may have had stormy weather together, but what a thrill! Sounds like you had real chemistry even if there was some volatility.. Wonderful work Lady Crim, although it's tough for me to envision you in a "boring pastel life."
9th May 2017 11:13pm
thank you dearest Sir Crow yes even my life can be a bit pastel at times :) love Crim
Anonymous
15th May 2017 2:18am
My Beautiful Brenda, it does seem there is always that "one" who knows more than any other...can see through any veil we place in front of us...and the marks left, are always ones we trace with fingertips while smiling...so beautiful in its truth...
I love you!
Love Taryn xoxo
I love you!
Love Taryn xoxo
15th May 2017 6:15am
thank you my love yes he definitely left an impression on me I don't know if it was all the vodka or his sexiness but I wrote like I never have during that time.. I love you so much.. xo Brenda
Anonymous
17th May 2017 5:01am
Brenda.. hell of a passionate write.. the poet you speak of sounds like a god.. love you..
Dave
Dave
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