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Read MoreThis morning I just looked out my windowAccross the streetI saw my neigbor place a gun to his dog's headHe blew the dog's brains out all over the placeHe walked calmly back into the houseA few moments laterHe dragged...
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Getting rid of annoyances around my neighborhood would make me quite happy. Thanks Fia
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Powerfully penned, Keith. What kinda neighborhood you living in? lol. Great write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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I live in Mr.Robinson’s neighborhood. That’s a deep cut from early SNL. Thanks Damian.
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I love the unexpected! This was fantastic!
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Thanks Paula! You rock!
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Read MoreHair smells like cinnamon,skin is as soft as butter.arching my back, adding curvesIntoxicating mixtures.Forest honey is on the lips,And flour, like tenderness,All plays in the hands,Turns into dough.I bake something special,out of my love and feelings.I sprinkle beauty...that I kept for you.The aroma...
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Chère K.,
Hope this finds you well.In a burst of connection with the internet, I reread your 4 recent poems with a lot of pleasure.
And (surprise, surprise) here’s another gem.I love it a lot and the artwork as well. Veggie proof! There’s a lot possible without suffering from animals.
People are animals too?
Hmmmm…..Warmest greetings, as always, Gus
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Chère Gus,
Your words make me smile – you know how to slip inside a poem and stroke it from the inside. I love that you felt the artwork too, a proof that desire can be lush, indulgent… without harm. (or can it?)
And yes… people are animals too. The difference is, we pretend we’re tame – until someone bares their teeth, or leaves scratches down your back. haha (but if I bite you know I am excited and you are doing something so right) Perhaps that’s the secret pulse you caught in the poem: pleasure, hunger, and the little cruelty of always wanting more. 😉
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Feels like old times seeing you again Kx
Boy, have I missed your writing and you. Feels like eons…
Well you didn’t disappoint, my hunger is rising and your picture, well you always know how to stir the pot, maybe you’ll let me lick it clean !
BIG LIKE
RL AWARD if they had RL’s
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Mmm… so it really has been far too long, hasn’t it? I’ve missed the way you let that hunger spill right through your words. Stirring the pot is half the fun… I love stirring the pot if it means I am going to get spanked hard and … * nevermind, innocent look * and teasing you with a little taste, letting you wonder just how messy I’ll let that pot get before you lick it clean. 😈🔥 Thanks for the BIG LIKE, and that RL award? I’ll take it… naked.
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That is cooking. Oven is hot over here.
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Careful… it’s always hot over here, and I might sneak in and let you push me back against the oven door. Feel me shiver as the heat seeps into my skin, while your lips trace fire over me. I’d melt for you, drip for you, beg for you… and then I’d make you burn just as wildly, until we’re both too undone to tell where the heat ends and we begin. Okay I get carried away easily… I swear my mind is permanently in the gutter…
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It’s always a pleasure and experience to read you.
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I knew you are the sentimental type Adagio even if you hide it… but still you surprised me. And I have to admit, hearing that feels nice. I like knowing my words aren’t just read, but felt – that they leave you with an experience. Careful though… if you keep saying things like that, I might start expecting more sweet confessions from you.
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Passionately penned, Kristina. This was piping hot straight from the oven. A sweet and gooey concoction indeed. Deliciously written my friend, excellent write. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Mmm… piping hot, gooey, and tempting – you make me blush the way you describe tasting my words, Damian. Maybe I should keep baking them up just to see how hungry I can make you. Your appetite is always appreciated. 🔥😉 sweet and gooey is only the surface. Beneath the sugar there’s intense heat, bite, and something far more decadent. I love that you tasted the fire in this one.
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Loved the sexiness of this piece.
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Thank you… guess I just can’t help but let some sexiness slip into everything I write. Maybe it’s my guilty pleasure… or maybe I just like keeping you stirred up. I love that you stopped by to see me, that’s very sweet. 😉🔥
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How did I miss this Krispie slice of sensual fruit pie? You remain an orchard of midnight promise. Glad you are still quill’ing an’ all.
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Mmm, you always had a way with words – orchard of midnight promise might be my new favorite sin. I’ve been keeping the quill warm and other things hot, just waiting for someone to come steal a taste again. Careful though… this fruit still bites back. 🍒🖤
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A delicious write! As always.
I would love some honey in milk
Or milk in the honey. “)-
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Careful M.E—too much honey and I might forget where the poem ends and you begin 🙂
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Read MoreShe writes with a brutal hand,(there is no other way for the brutalized)truth sharpened to a stiletto pointher words crack skin,steal breath,open woundsand longing.Pages grow lustfully,ink turns to flesh,moans echo in strange tongues,and men stiffen in far-off rooms,their borders...
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hello dearest Benny beautifully written honesty ❤️
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This is a great “tribute” write. Accurate with its visuals that it creates
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Thank you Crimsin and Styxian.
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Aptly written, my friend. The poem sitting on the right somehow makes it perfect and even more poignant.
Clay
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Hoi hoi
Lured into this write by the artwork
The artwork is nice, but it’s the write that tells it all.
Lovely!
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The formatting of your poem gave me an “aha” moment. Now you’ve spoiled me for the left side of the page! Very impressionable lines throughout, like “a storm of naked syllables”. How I wish I had thought of that one. Do you prefer “Benny” or “Peter”? Let me know!
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Thanks Kelly….Peter or Benny doesn’t matter.
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Well said. I probably know of which women you speak about. All here are valuable in some way.
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Do I scare you? Lol. We are all damaged in some way. Some of us try to heal and those efforts may damage others. Everything pours out of me and I write it down. Most if it is “brutal” which is how I described my writing around 2000. Now I use “gritty”. You can empathize or just be thankful for the life you have. Most memories or thoughts can be put down to share.
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No….you don’t scare me and I appreciate your comment and the honesty in your writing.
Brutal or gritty has to be written as such.How else can the pain you have endured be conveyed?
That said, I can only imagine your life….you have lived it
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Excellent piece. I’ve read this poem twice and I can feel your passion & respect for her. Well said.
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Survivors demand our utmost respect.
Thanks for the nice comment.
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Beautifully penned, Brenda. A very lovely write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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thank you graciously dearest Damian good morning ❤️
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This poem is a vivid, honest look at desire – full of passion but also quiet vulnerability. The contrast between the “neon God” and “bluebirds” is striking and memorable.
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thank you graciously lovely poetess ❤️
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I feel these words. They are otherworldly, uttered from another world beyond the one we inhabit.
Kind regards
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thank you graciously dearest James what a beautiful thought ❤️
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Now it makes me think who needed to be trained the child and dog or the parents not watching them at all????