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I was thinking the other day about what It is I look for in a guy. I mean yes of course looks can be important but I think romance and passion are the two of biggest things required.
Then I started to think about some of the men I've dated and not one of them has told my a love poem. This forum has shown that there are some very creative people out there. Please write a lovely poem and brighten someone's day. Sue ![]() |
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A blond cowgirl that couldn't be cuter She's got sex and lots of it I'm on my knees wanting to love it She says no its time to ride Mustangs are ready and raring to go We saddle up and ride to and fro The weather is getting hotter the further we go We come to a peak and the mustangs are panting Give them a rest while we feel the glow She's a cowgirl with brains and a big six shooter Don't ever cross her that guns fully loaded Love her a lot and she gets even cuter ![]() ![]()
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So, what are you desperately seeking, Sue ? Personally-directed poems, flirtatious poems, cheeky poems ( like that fun poem with that saucy but deadly cowgirl ) ? I'm keen to give it a try, but I might bear poor comparison with some of the efforts on, say, literotica.com ( How do you paste links into posts, anyway ? ) If my words get in a muddle, I take refuge in a cuddle. That's me all over ! |
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Far and wide I've searched for her,
Torn from me and hidden away. So close and yet so far; I'm sure, I search tirelessly night and day. Beaten and broken, yet I trudge on My battle for nears its end, My sword of truth and shield of faith Are there to always defend. Attacks on all flanks! Blades of despair! Rip right into the depths of my chest. Arrows of anguish whistle through the air And try to do their best. Through sheer force of will and brazen soul I make my way to your side. And as I lie injured in your arms, I close my eyes and silently cry. And by some sort of sorcery, The sweet flavor of life I do taste. For not even death can steal me away From my maidens loving embrace. The enduring power of love, For we know its very part. Have helped for me to find my place As the Knight of your Heart.
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Fantasy
Is it something for you Is it something for me is it a figment of our desires does it cater to our needs is it a longing for loving will it come true
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But then some of my Irish ancestors came from County Limerick.
![]() There once was a tranny, Who hated acting manny, So her dick she's hid, Every since she's a kid, And now she loves it up the fanny. Now if you didn't like mine, here's one from Rainbow on the Internet: A beautiful lady was Jan. Sweeter than marzipan! The perfect girl with long legs and big boobs and white teeth, She was perfect, but there was something underneath... Jan was really a man.
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Ask Jenae anything, just click on this link: http://forum.transladyboy.com/showthread.php?t=6056 Last edited by Jenae LaTorque; 08-06-2009 at 12:37 AM. |
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Here's to you
And here's to me And if we ever disagree Fuck you and here's to me! ![]()
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*More posts than Bionca* [QUOTE=God(from Futurama)]Right and wrong are just words; what matters is what you do... If you do too much, people get dependent on you. And if you do nothing, they lose hope... When you do things right, people won't be sure you've done anything at all. |
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http://www.literotica.com/stories/sh....php?id=146393
A great poem from Cal Y. Pygia ~ A poet and theorist with a love for transexuals ![]()
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