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Now I lay me down to sleep,

I pray my sanity to keep.

For if some peace I do not find,

I'm pretty sure I'll lose my mind.



I pray I find a little quiet,

Far from the daily family riot.

May I lie back and not have to think

About what they're stuffing down the sink,



Or who they're with, or where they're at

And what they're doing to the cat.

I pray for time all to myself

(did something just fall off a shelf?)



To cuddle in my nice, soft bed

(Oh no, another goldfish--dead!)

Some silent moments for goodness sake

(Did I just hear a window break?)



And that I need not cook or clean

(well heck, I've got the right to dream)

Yes now I lay me down to sleep,

I pray my wits about me keep,

But as I look around I know,

I must have lost them long ago!

The perfect man is gentle

never cruel or mean

he has a beautiful smile

and he keeps his face so clean



The perfect man loves children

and will raise them by your side

he will be a good father

and good husband to his bride



The perfect man loves cooking

cleaning and vaccuuming too

he'lldo anything to convey

his feelings of love to you



The perfect man is sweet

writing poetry from your name

he's a best friend to your mother

and kisses away your pain



He has never made you cry

or hurt you in any way......

OH SCREW THIS STUPID POEM............

THE PERFECT MAN IS GAY!!!!!!

No need to fear a growling bear

Or a dark forboding stranger.

But all you women on this earth

Beware of one grave danger!



Times have changed from years ago

But still it's just as then.

Be on your guard and on the watch

For our enemy is.... MEN!



There are many of them in the world,

Different, yet they're all the same.

How often has one said "I love you",

Then next week forgets your name?!



Where do they get the lines they use?

"Do you come here often?" "Beautiful eyes!"

It may sound good to hear them talk

But we know they're full of lies.



Make sure to watch for subtle tricks

Like "Loosen up, have a drink."

You'll know what his true motives are,

If you have the time to think.



You'd think they'd change as they mature,

Since wisdom comes with age.

But truthfully they never do

Outgrow that youthful stage.



The world would be a better place.

Without men. But still I doubt

That I would be much happier because

"Can't live with them....or without

He used to refer to me

as his

"The Goddess of Abundance"

Abundant: Breasts - Hips - Lips!

("The essence of all that is female")



He loved my softness

filled with

Sweet Desire: Sighs - Moans - Wetness!

("The wonder of what is woman")



I loved him Abundantly...

Keeping him filled with me

He was never left wanting

or empty!



I cooked and cooked for him:

gourmet vegetarian/Kosher delights

fresh bagels & coffee breakfast

in bed/candle light suppers!



Dressed as a

"A Naughty French Maid",

I washed his laundry, washed

the floors, washed his back & made

the bed...

("It's so much fun to play this way!")



But, I was also a woman

with: Wants - Needs - Wounds

&

My Own Desires!

For this he punished me...



I was no longer:

"His Goddess of Abundance",

but rather:

"The All Consuming Devouring She-Beast!"



He said that I Ravaged

& Absorbed

His Sense of "SELF"...



My "Abundance" was exhausting!

Too much!

Too much!



(then he left me)



-Devastated-

-Alone-



I turned to the wisdom

of other sister goddesses,

who said:



"Didn't you know that you must always

keep these man-creatures

wanting & hungry?

YOU OVER-FED IT!"



(Well, you live, you learn?)



I am still A Goddess,

but I've stopped Cooking,

and I no longer Do Floors,

especially NOT,

on my

hands and knees!

For years and years they told me,

Be careful of your breasts.

Don't ever squeeze or bruise them,

And give them monthly tests.



So I heeded all their warnings,

And protected them by law.

Guarded them very carefully,

And I always wore my bra.



After 30 years of astute care,

My gyno, Dr. Pru,

Said I should get a Mammogram,

"O.K.," I said, "let's do it."



"Stand up here real close" she said,

(She got my boob in line),

"And tell me when it hurts," she said,

"Ah yes! Right there, that's fine."



She stepped upon a pedal.

I could not believe my eyes!

A plastic plate came slamming down,

My hooter's in a vise!



My skin was stretched and mangled,

From underneath my chin.

My poor boob was being squashed,

To Swedish Pancake thin.



Excruciating pain I felt,

Within it's vise-like grip.

A prisoner in this vicious thing,

My poor defenseless tit!



"Take a deep breath" she said to me,

Who does she think she's kidding?!?

My chest is mashed in her machine

And woozy I am getting.



"There, that's good," I heard her say,

(The room was slowly swaying.)

"Now, let's have a go at the other one."

Have mercy, I was praying.



It squeezed me from both up and down,

It squeezed me from both sides.

I'll bet SHE'S never had this done,

To HER tender little hide.



Next time that they make me do this,

I will request a blindfold,

I have no wish to see again,

My knockers getting steamrolled.



If I had no problem when I came in,

I surely have one now.

If there had been a cyst in there,

It would have gone "ker-pow"!



This machine was created by a man,

Of this, I have no doubt.

I'd like to stick his balls in there,

And see how THEY come out.

In the garden of Eden walked Adam,

alone and a trifle forlorn.

For he hadn't a miss or a madam,

and he whimpered every morn.



"What's the matter with you?" said Jehovah

"I've given you Eden you know,

and now that you've looked the place over,

I thought you'd be rarin' to go."



"That's all very well, " muttered Adam.

"but there isn't a soul except me,

and talking out loud is a tad 'um -

eccentric, don't you see?"



So the Lord God thought for a second.

Then he said, "Okay, just for you,

I'll make up a mate, for I reckon

that will give you something to do."



Now Adam was really excited,

and asked what this mate would do,

and as God explained, he was delighted,

at the promise of somebody new.



For his new mate was planned to get dinner,

and to cook and to sew up his clothes,|

She would make sure he didn't get thinner

and wash up as well I suppose.



She would bear him some fine sons and daughters,

and never wake him in the night

would take care of the beasts for the slaughter,

and never talk back in a fight.



She would love him with passion unceasing,

and never complain of an ache,

she would iron his shirts, never creasing

the cuffs, as she baked him a cake.



She would be such a model of virtue

that Adam could never complain,

and God said, "She never will hurt you,

or cause you one second of pain."



"Oh God," said our Adam, ecstatic

"what shall I call this wondrous mate,

and what will she cost, I'm emphatic

I must have the best going rate."



"This woman," said God, "that I bring you

is Eve, the mother of all,

The woman that your kids will cling to,

and the one that will come to your call.



"As for what she will cost, she's a jewel,

and a bargain at this special price,

for to you I couldn't be cruel,

and I know you will heed my advice.



"To you, as my special creation,

I offer you this generous rate -

just an arm and a leg your donation.

You couldn't do better, hey mate?"



Quite taken aback, Adam pondered,

then said with a bit of a grin.

"Well what would I get, I just wondered,

if a rib instead I threw in."



The rest of the tale is just history,

for they closed that deal right away,

so it's why we girls are a mystery

to every bloke even today.



Don't blame it on us, Mister Adam,

when you were the cheapskate in Eden.

For every missus and madam

is still trying today to get even.

Hot and wet ... I rediscover,

The magic of my secret lover,

Work day's problems in the past,

Oh! How long can this pleasure last?

Nipples erect ... mind soaring high,

Hand lingering around my inner thigh,

Inhibitions erased by liquid heat,

Passion aroused ... lust almost replete.



The moment's lost ... there goes the phone,

Reality returns ... I'm all alone,

I grab a towel and run to answer,

Co-ordination of a drunken dancer,

Circumstances quickly change,

Priorities are re-arranged,

So now I eagerly await the hour,

When I can have my next Hot Shower.

Hey! You!



Yeah, you with that

"I've got nearly enough on my plate

but I'd like a serving of you

dressed in nothing more than massage oil"

look in your eyes.



You know,

I'd just love to kiss you.

I've got this kissing urge that goes way beyond

lips and skin and saliva and tongue.

You know, that sort of kissing urge

that just leads on and on to

all senses tingling

and screaming

and begging for more.



Yeah, I'd love to kiss you

Full, firmly on the smacker

so that our breath mingles

and the sweet secretions of

our mouths, open to each other,

blend and brew.

I'd really like to kiss you - can you tell?



And then,

My hands as the servants of

an exploratory mind

would search your face, your head.

Phrenology a study that wants

examining further.



Your neck,

that smooth highway from your mind

to your physique

I would suckle and lick to find

Your pulse.

Your lifeblood.



I'd like to take the lobe of your ear

between my teeth

and tease your aural sensibilities

with the ramblings of my tongue.



I'd like to look deep down into your eyes

and open up your soul to

searing scrutiny.

I'd wrap my aura around yours

to form psychadelia.



I'd like to wrap my arms around

your shoulders

And hold your body from

clavicle to hip

tightly

Against the corresponding parts of me.

I'd like to feel the pressure of your

abs, pecs, thighs

As they fill and flow beneath

their smooth casing.

I'd like to watch them,

make them pumped

and play with them.



I'd like to use my nails against your back

and send morse messages

of lust and desire

through your spinal chord.

I'd follow each rib, each disc

serving as a sub-station

for my dictation.

I'd tattoo these thoughts and dreams

through to yours.



I'd like to massage your fantasies

into pliancy

and sculpt them into form.



I'd like to wrap your legs around

my legs around you

and pull you into me.

I'd like to make you climax so that

your brain loses all sense of

reality, time, rationalism and focus

and swells instead with a mantra

that means more.



I'd like to take you on that rollercoaster

where every loop is the crest of a breaking wave

that spirals down and around

and back until

ups and downs

seem no more like directions

but a never-ending montage.



I'd like to meld our bodies into one

joyous ball of energy

bouncing on the pleasurable see-saw

of ecstasy and bliss.







But I won't.





For,



I'm not that sort of girl

any more.

She whispered "will it hurt me?"

"Of course not" answered he

"It's a very simple process,

You can rely on me."



She said "I'm very frightened,

I've not had this before.

My friend has had it five times

And said it can be sore."



It was growing rather painful

Tears formed in her eyes

It was hurting quite a bit now

It must have been a size.



"Calm yourself" he whispered

"His face filled with a grin

"Try and open wider

So I can get it in."



"It's coming now" he whispered

"I know" she cried in bliss

Feeling it deep within her now

She said "I am glad I'm having this."



And with a final effort

She gave a frightened shout

He gripped it in anguish

And quickly pulled it out.



She lay back quite contended

Sighed and gave a smile

She said "I'm glad I came now

You made it worth my while."



Now if you read this carefully

The dentist you will find

Is not what you imagined

It's just your dirty mind!!

Languidly parting the moist curtain.

he slides into the smooth vessel.

the color of fire pink velvet.

his large hands securely wielding the creamy white handles,

firmly manipulating them until

just a trickle of foamy liquid flows forth.



She faces him, their eyes, reflecting pools of love,

lock on each other. embracing, both, with body and soul,

they melt together in the steamy atmosphere.

memories flood as her neck arches and wet kisses cover her throat.

teasing one another in the aquamarine Caribbean ocean.

causing rough ripples to fan out across the water of a swimming pool

as

they

played.

discovering new things as a soft summer rain, like the sound of a

tinkling

xylophone, soaked them.



Aromas of citrus, colognes and faintly, the sea

drift and swirl around them.

skin drenched, rivulets of salty sweat stream between them.

sauna heat builds as temperatures rise.

flesh moves with synchronized, frantic fluidity.

a torrential river violently rushes into a cascading waterfall.

drowning in a frenzied whirlpool, gasping for air, silent screams.

then the peace of a tranquil, crystal clear lake prevails

and the relaxation of a hot spraying shower returns,

as she lovingly shampoos his hair

want to be your companion

and walk hand in hand,

your strength enveloping mine.

Autumn leaves falling,

scuffing feet and laughter,

sharing nights, not finished by the dark.



I want to be your confidant

as you pen your deepest

thoughts, as your heartaches

bleed and finally break free.

Your dreams, I keep as if my own.

I want to smile as you smile

and giggle with you

at nothing at all.



I want to be your lover

and find the passions

that move you to action.

I want to be the softness

that induces you to trust.

I want to be the naughty

that makes you come back for more.

I want to please you.



I want to share your breakfast

and your dinner,

I want you in the shower

and in your bed and

with soft steps to bring you coffee

(I take mine black)

Your strong arms, the legs

that power your thrust,

your lips of pleasure,

these are the fuel of my desire



no it is no secret, my love,

and to put it very simply,

I want you.

Staring up at the sky looking into the deepness.

My mind is drifting getting lost in the burning diamonds

shining their light upon me.

They radiate the love and passion

I feel deep inside myself right now.



I yearn for you to be with me tonight.

I savor each sensual kiss that bonds us.

Tonight, for the first time,

I am balanced between love and happiness.

My body aches for your tender touch.

I have to be honest, you're the only man I've ever wanted.



Feeling your warm soft breath on my neck

as you whisper sweet words

I've been longing to hear you say.

Words that prove the love you possess for me.



Moving together in synch as we become one body...

one heart, one soul--- one being.

The tension and pleasure that was built up between us,

now is released in a single massive explosion.



Soft cries and muffled words are the only sounds

that can be heard as we fall together

against the comfort of the bed.

The only blankets we use are each others arms

drowning into the peaceful hush of slumber.

The veiled clouds waifed ever so slowly through the starlit night.

A brilliant moon smiled down with a foreboding glee.

The crisp late winter chill echoed out for a new resolution to spring.

However, it was the seclusion from any and all kindred hearts

that brought us closest to nature’s soul,

a soul guiding us along a pathway to our predestined tryst.



Nestled under an erect fir, supported by a blanket of snow smoothed flat,

our bodies laid embrace,

intertwined like a bougainvillea bush

branching its way towards a midday sun.



We held our goblets up high

as we toasted to the beginning of a prodigious night,

savoring each wishful taste from the darkened, dream inducing Merlot.



We gazed into one another’s eyes,

and sensed each other’s thoughts the very first moment

our breathes braced as one.



Our lips touched ever so gently,

and our first kiss lingered

like an ancient time traveler’s ongoing pursuit

of the perfect universe.



Our bodies became one as we melted

into an eruption of cataclysmic bliss,

as the backdrop of a cold winter’s night cooled our dampened skins.



We reflected upon the moment at hand,

and agreed this was the gateway to the path less traveled.

A path that would soon be discovered.

I play the game well

I tease, torture, tantalize

I am the Master-

The Master of Disguise.

You think I'm in control:

I know all the moves, just what to do.

I'm dying to give up power.

I want to surrender myself to you.

Tear down these walls

I've worked so hard to build.

Hold me fiercely

'Til all my doubts have stilled.

Take me gently,

Break my chains,

Remove my fears,

Let trust remain.

A warm sensation fills my body

My heart races with every touch

The softness of your voice soothes

My soul

As I lay there hoping the moment

Will never end

Calling out for you

Praying that you'll never let me go

The sensation so strong

I can no longer feel my body

Slowly I fade in and out of reality

In an instant the warm sensation

Fades away

My heart empty

My soul torn apart

Lying there; wondering where I went

Wrong

Calling out for you, only to find

there is no answer

My mind invaded with thoughts

So cruel and unrefined

The sensation of fear of what's to come

Slowly the reality over powering

The lust and fantasy

Leaving me empty

Confused on how to think or feel

The loneliness I feel

So wretched and compelled

Betrayal to myself

Revealing the terrors of my love

Oh gentle winds 'neath moonlit skies,

Do not you hear my heartfelt cries?



Below the branches, here about,

Do not you sense my fear and doubt?

Side glistening rivers, sparkling streams,

Do not you hear my woeful screams?



Upon the meadows, touched with dew,

Do not you see my hearts a'skew?

Beneath the thousand twinkling stars,

Do not you feel my jagged scars?



Seek not my mournful heart kind breeze,

For you'll not find it 'mongst these trees.



It's scattered 'cross the moonlit skies,

Accompanied by heartfelt sighs.

It's drifting o're the gentle rain,

A symbol of my silent pain.



It's buried 'neath the meadow fair,

Conjoined with all the sorrow there.

It's lost among the stars this night,

Too far to ease my quiet fright.



No gentle winds, seek not my heart,

For simply ... it has torn apart.

Constant thoughts bring mournful tears,

the discouragement in the path that seems endless,

withdrawn to the world of pity and futility,

displeasure announces the presence of loneliness.



Fearfully facing the turbulence that life brings,

shouldering the unwanted anxiety of pain,

lost in the fierceness of endless bewilderment,

not knowing what reality brings.



Creeping slowly toward the abyss of nowhere,

pondering the eventuality of not being,

dressing the external to please in order to be,

capturing signals to remain intact.



Helplessly relying on a perceptual needs,

neither given not taken in comfort,

establishing the mask of peaceful contentness,

all are fooled into viewing a healing soul.

i want to celebrate

more than once

the fireworks of our passions



to enjoy the many

sensations we

give and share



touching each's strength



hearing sensual sounds



tasting our flavors



smelling sexual aromas



trusting in our fervor



relishing the closeness



creating special erotic

moments through

your patient and giving guidance



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i am ready to flourish as we share



I will seize to be

The warm breeze of ecstasy caressed my body,

holding me suspended in a cloud like haze.

Embracing every climatic moment,

I found myself joyously amazed.

Don't tell me we're not like plants,

sending out a shoot when we need to,

or spikes, poisonous oils, or flowers.



Come to me but only when I say,

that's how plants announce



the rules of propagation.

Even children know this. You can

see them imitating all the moves



with their bright plastic toys.

So that, years later, at the moment



the girl's body finally says yes

to the end of childhood,

a green pail with an orange shovel



will appear in her mind like a tropical

blossom she has never seen before.

I wish you were by my side

during the long cold nights

I often dream about you

holding me so very tight



I want to make sweet love to you

as I trail my lips down south

stopping to kiss your lips

then have you in my mouth



I want to make you want me

as I nip your swollen rose

I want to caress your body

from your fingers to your toes



I'm not afraid to love you

this is how we should be

you never need to be afraid

cause I will never leave