Something for my lovely Wife…I’m never gonna give you up…..
life
Ogre Orange
Treats are so neat
Even monsters think they can’t be beat
What kind of flavors do they adore
Or should I say abhor
But believe it or not
I heard this from a ghoul made of snot
The flavor they crave the most
Was told to me by a ghost
It’s a flavor of Ice Cream
It makes the monsters scream
The flavor they seek
Sounds unique
An Ogre Orange Cone
They consume by a gravestone
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Writing Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/10/01/october-writing-prompts-2/
Time Slips By
Time slips by slow and lazy
Pleading for it to go faster
Leaving the days hazy
Somedays it is my master
A future that lies ahead
Wishing it was now here
But time slips by like the walking dead
Wanting the days to just disappear
A light so dims in the tunnel
But each day that passes
Brings us nearer as a couple
Still the days move like molasses
Near to my heart
Is where you will always be
You have been there since the start
Our future is bright I foresee
Soon the time will be counted away
Coming home to you
I shall forever stay
We shall embrace in a romantic rendezvous
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For my loving Wife ~M
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Your Touch
Your beauty mesmerizes my senses
Looking into your eyes I grow weak
The looks you give leave me defenseless
To discover you more is what I seek
The feel of your touch
Tingles of electric shock I receive
Makes me crave you so much
I fall down upon my knees
Discovering the place of your heat
Rises me to new heights
Your tasty treat
Such a sensual sight
A wetness I feel
Wanting, needing, craving
I want to make you squeal
With pleasures so enslaving
Meshed into one
Until we are left exhausted and done
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Picture Credit: Pixabay.com
Doubt to Hope
Doubt creeps into my head
Losing you is my biggest fear
Through this my insecurities fed
Feeling you fade away my dear
Being so far apart
A mistake of mine I see
Weighs so heavily on my heart
With you is where I need to be
Seeing your face upon the screen
Your words of love I hold onto
The missteps in my life you’ve seen
But you’ve yet to say adieu
I hold onto a future so bright
You and I become Us
Next to you feels so right
Together again is a must
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Picture Credit: Pixabay.com
Worrisome Wailings
Through the walls
And down the halls
The only sound that was heard
Was the moaning and the groaning
What could make such a sound
Was it pleasure or was it pain
Always at night
When the moon was bright
The worrisome wailings
Left my courage failing
What could it be
Should I go see
Well maybe I will wait until first light
So, I don’t die from fright
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Writing Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/10/01/october-writing-prompts-2/
Picture Credit: Favim.com
Mistakes
Mistakes I have made
Just wanting you near
Wishing I had stayed
Loosing you I fear
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Sometimes you just pray the mistake you have made is not to late to be fixed.
I’m sorry!!!!
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Apart
Being apart
Has been hard from the start
Leaving you alone
A sin I must atone
By your side
Is where I should reside
My past mistakes
Left you with heart aches
Our love is honest and true
But what can I do
Feeling you slipping away
Praying you will stay
Without you
I am through
Hoping you’re still there I pray
Knowing I should have stayed
Hoping it’s not too late
To set our love straight
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Sometimes decisions you make you think are right, but in the end the just aren’t. I’m sorry!!!!
Picture Credit: Pixabay.com
Coffin Candy
The old house down on Elm Street at the end of the block
With Broken old shutters and creaky old doors
People who journeyed in would run out in shock
Screaming about sounds of moaning and scuffling across the floor
But little did they suspect
Down at the store on the corner of Maple and Oak
Which sold these wickedly ghoulish treats the people would select
The words of devilish pleasure of their taste they spoke
These treats the townsfolk found such a dandy
Were made from the bones and blood of those recently deceased
The monsters in that old house made into a treat called coffin candy
Would turn those who ate them into a ravenous beast
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Word Prompts courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/10/01/october-writing-prompts-2/#comments
Sweet Vibrations
Starting at her toes
The feeling started to grow
Up past her knees
She winked at me
From her thighs
She let out a sexy sigh
From her midsection
Her arousal was in session
At her chest
It felt the best
On to the neck
It kept on going what the heck
Once it hit her lips
She buckled at the hips
Her bodies libations
Over flowed with sweet vibrations
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Writing prompt courtesy of https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/09/01/september-writing-prompts-2/
A Soldier's Walk 