Long Tonguing Poems

It takes this version of you awhile for
Me to consider, as an illusion your so
Consistent i can lean on the 
Imaginary love i create to spend time
Being out of love, walking a path i
Can’t share...

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Breathe
     Sponsor: Mystic Rose


When the night claims you like a wayward leaf of old 
    and it takes you to the caves where anything turns gold 
 ...

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Breathe 

When the night claims you like a wayward leaf of old 
and it takes you to the caves where anything turns gold. 
You don't ask any questions and you don't dare breathe.
You just follow...

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When the night claims you like a wayward leaf of old 
and it takes you to the caves where anything turns gold 
you don't ask any questions and you don't dare breathe
you just follow her,...

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When the night claims you like a wayward leaf of old
and it takes you to the caves where anything turns gold
you don't ask any questions and you don't dare breathe
you just follow her, like...

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When the night claims you like a wayward leaf of old 
 and it takes you to the caves where anything turns gold 
 you don't ask any questions and you don't dare breathe 
...

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When the night claims you like a wayward leaf of old
and it takes you to the caves where anything turns gold
you don't ask any questions and you don't dare breathe
you just follow her, like a...

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BREATHLESS

I exhale vaporous swirls into the night black and cold
watching them race through moonlight, cascading uncontrolled
your eyes say everything, and in your gaze I'm frozen
I yearn to follow, to submit, and be your chosen.

Along the...

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I admit what I did was wrong
And for six months I tried to hold out and be strong
But your sister’s advances were persistent
She just didn’t want to leave me alone

She would grope me in the...

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When the night claims you like a wayward leaf of old 
and it takes you to the caves where anything turns gold 
you don't ask any questions and you don't dare breathe 
you just follow...

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BREATHE


As I inhale jasmines: sweet sailing scents of blooms,
it place me to the time where distance has no room
I'm chilled by blowing wind from an open window,
struck by void while the moonbeams shines to grass...

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Collaboration Contest by Mystic Rose entitled Breathe

Breathe

 

When the night claims you like a wayward leaf of old 
and it takes you to the caves where anything turns gold 
you don't ask any questions and...

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Breathe

 

When the night claims you like a wayward leaf of old 
and it takes you to the caves where anything turns gold 
you don't ask any questions and you don't dare breathe 
you just...

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Collaboration with Mystic Rose
When the night claims you like a wayward leaf of old 
and it takes you to the caves where anything turns gold 
you don't ask any questions and you don't dare breathe...

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I passionately kiss your velvety lips and﷯﷯
the tender area down the back of you neck.﷯﷯
I slowly unfasten the top button﷯﷯
and gently ease your collar apart,﷯﷯
exposing the delicate skin beneath.﷯﷯
Each button reveals another﷯﷯
beautiful part of you.﷯﷯
I...

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When the night claims you like a wayward leaf of old 
and it takes you to the caves where anything turns gold
you don't ask any questions and you don't dare breathe 
you just follow her,...

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Lesbos Island….
Sappho lyric poems were so concise and good.
Much directed and good are like the pictures drawn for loves. Songs of kissing loves and tonguing sexes for women just were poetic life.
However Sappho works are...

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I wake up each morning to see that your still there
Through my eyes of life all I can do is simply stare
All I can do is think at the way you've treated me
Deceit cunning you...

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Beauty of a sinner lies in a sinner as 
he moves around with a bleeding heart.
He enjoy the world in sin but eternity
Is lost for him through the eyes of lust.
A vaccuum created in him...

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An abundance of passionate thoughts cloud my mind
Visioning my hands all over you, tonguing every crevice
Casting spells of love potion number nine

Your face is my poster board for perfection
So creative and refined
Am I high?
Falling over...

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Licking the sweet she releases I battle to breathe, 
I refuse to stop the pleasure that makes her quiver,
Her vigor untouched as she thrusts and heaves.
The excitement she let's out matched by trembling shivers.

I dig...

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The revelations of winter pass now,
the captured moments of vertical strife,
the stanchion of paper white birch forests
rigid on the black scratch board of rocky hillock
soon, these markers of winter will be hidden.
The milky froth of...

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When I lay under the smoldering shadow
of all our forgotten moments,
I swallow the instinct to pull apart
the torrid shell I've become accustomed to trust.
"Trust."
The word is cold against skin,
and tests the strength of bones.
But, it...

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Temperate tongues mingle and press,
And i cant lick without tasting sweet,
My tongue glides up your leg but not past your dress.
The power of unhealing emptiness needing to be stuffed seems to cross your feet.
Endurance is...

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The blues you squeeze into your song.
Without the grays, you don’t belong.
The saxophone tonguing your grief;
Downward, the tears’ a scathing relief.

Turquoise battling the heavy waves.
The flautist, grave, somberly braves
The crashing shore of lighthouse lore.
Sudden widows...

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