DiscordantThe sugar so unsweet An image so unneat Crusades of fat and calories unwilling to be beatDiscordant
Since when is food a treat If one must be discreet And then be forced to burn it off through sweating in the heat?
Can’t even take a seat Or stand on my two feet Without the fear that I will never leave this one-way street
I wish I could just greet The sun, the snow, and sleet Instead of have to concentrate on what I’m going to eat
I feel I must compete So I can stay petite I’m so frustrated and upset; don’t confuse it with conceit
Something Old, Something NewAs Daddy walks me down the aisle, I think Of the years I spent with my prince charming. It seems as though it’s been only a blink Since the love between us began forming.Something Old, Something New
My friend through childhood with love so warming, My protector during midlife crisis, We mended each other’s wounds, confirming Love as strong as Osiris and Isis.
I feel like the queen of great palaces Eased by the silk touch of the confidante There for my ev’ry metamorphosis Still doing so, attached to my bouffant.
Each thread I cherish. For this I thank ye My first
Slender TemptressYou wish me goodnight And I taste her in your kiss I know what happens next She emerges from her hiding place Ready to please you in my absenceSlender Temptress
Watching you with my mind’s eye I can see the hot embers of your passion She touches your lips Brings oral satisfaction Your face lights up with her flame Wrapped tightly in fiery seduction Run your fingers up and down her You fill your lungs with her breath Your chest rising and falling Fulfillment deepens with each slow inhale She makes your heart race Steamy smoke signals fogging up the windows &n
simple passionthe gentle curve of her body arouses me the captivating beauty of her face is timeless in every fashion she carries long slender form in one hand my desire in the othersimple passion
eager to please she awaits
as i slide into her with my anticipation a fire which is her passion is kindled she leaves her emotions at my mercy and cries in ecstasy as my fingers caress every inch of her i know how to please her for she is no stranger
and has taught me to become one with her rhythm
it may last minutes it may last hours left trembling and l
You've got style baby!
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