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Read MoreOh, how I crave for your long, hard shaft It's the only thing on my mind I want you to jerk it, play with it Stroke it hard and fast, just in time. I want to lick it up and down Suck on it...
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Thank you 😊 this was really fun writing.
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Very powerful and arousing.
Hope your man reads it!-
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Thank you 😊 I wish he would but he doesn’t like to read unless he has to.
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Seductive and raw. Great details and hot as fuck! XXX
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Thank you 😊
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This beats poems about cats any day. 🙂 Very hot and steamy, Lizz.
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Lol thank you 😊
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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
City Peace
The wind howls through my window
The fire truck siren blares down the street
The neighbor’s heated argument is in stereo sound
The dogs whine in a pitch that rivals nails on chalk boards
Yet I cannot sleep without the city’s peace.
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The country may have its crickets, its coyotes’ howl, but this cannot match the window rattling as the EL train passes by. It’s funny how night sounds become familiar so that you can sleep. It took me a few weeks o be able to get to sleep after I moved from NYC back to PA and a more rural setting. -Curt
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Read MoreThe wind howls through my window The fire truck siren blares down the street The neighbor’s heated argument is in stereo sound The dogs whine in a pitch that rivals nails on chalk boards Yet I cannot sleep without the city’s peace.
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Background noise as a lullaby.
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Thank you, Adel it is;))
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Interesting. I recall growing up out in the country away from the city lights. The pitter patter of rain on a tin roof. The croaking of a bullfrog and symphonic chirping of crickets. The hoot of an owl. Now your poem has got me reminiscing.
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Aww that is a compliment that you are reminiscing.;))
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Beautifully penned, Fia. Excellent write my friend. Home sweet home.. Appreciate you, Cuz.
Damian
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Thak you cuz. Appreciate that Damian;))
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It’s funny how I’m disturbed by silence in my city but calmed by it when camping. I think we become in tune with our environment and are unsettled when it steps out of rhythm.
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Thank you Willow. I agree if it too quiet when I am sleeping, I feel uneasy.;))
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That’s a lot of noise but then again you are in the city. If you didn’t like all of that, you wouldn’t be living there. Cool write Fia.
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Well, grew up with all that noise. Kinda use to it. lol Thank you Vison;)
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This was really steamy! The long build-up and then the action. Then inevitably surrendering yourself to him. Sexy!
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