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Misty Burress Poem
You came to me when i turned the lights out.The moon shines
through so faintly upon your back as your body lays upon me,ever so softly and
so filled with your bodies heat.
You whisper in my ear,"I Love You",which shivers me to the bone.
I open my mouth to reply on how much i love you,when all at once i feel the
pressure and hotness of your mouth on mine and our tongues collide as we kiss
passionately.
Our kiss feels like a lifetime as we kiss and slowly enter me,so
lovenly and so determined.My body trembles and you slide in and out and suck
on my breasts harder.
My body fills up as i start to get hotter and hotter.I feel as if i
could explode.You look into my eyes as my pleasure explodes all over you
fingers as you slide out of me,still looking in your eyes.
I close my eyes taking it all in. I get my bearings back,as i get
ready to say 'I love you too'. As my eyes open and I realize with glances around
the room,that I am all alone. Still trembling from your touch and the results of that
touch. As I lay my head down I speak so softly and say "i love you too".
Misty BURRESS
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Out of the snow,one cold night in December
while a snow storm howled and moaned.
With a book I sat in comfort by the front door
When above the noise of the blizzard came a
mournful,frightful howl.
Startled,I went to the door.
I searched thru the snow with a flashlight til I
had almost given up,but once more with my hand on the
door knob came a whine of a pup.
I had made up my mind to scold it and send it away,
half freezing myself in that blizzard.
I found it at last in the snow drift half frozen and stiff.
His cold little body shivering and I just could not make him go.
With his small puppy eyes he implored me
not to send send him away in the storm
and as I knelt closer to see him
he placed a cold paw on my arm.
Once more I sit here by the fireplace
each time I look in his direction
a friendly tail thumps on the floor.
He watches me,every moment.
You would think he had known just what
I say with his glad puppy eyes.
He says thank you
and I am glad that I let him stay.
My new best friend.
Written by:
Misty D. Burress
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Come go with me,
live with me.
See me for the lover i want to be for you.
Care for me,
save me from my fears.
As I guard you from yours.
Loving you has made me more aware.
Aware of how much your love has,
and does mean to me.
My one love now,
lives with me,
cares for me and
grows with me.
So thank you my love for,
coming along with me.
I love you.
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Wild flowers like
Wild nights with you
Brings me alive like
The rain to the wild flowers.
Growing slowly but as beautiful as ever.
They grow as my passion for you grows slowly
Til I erupt.
We will stay together for years and years.
And our love will conquer all.
Years will pass us but our love for each other
Will never waver,for it is just you and I.
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In her day she dazzled the boys
and made many a girl jealous.
Fantasy was always reality
and love was the most important thing of all.
The sun always shone so bright
and the moon glowed all thru the nights.
Today she speaks with no reply given.
Her days are long and lonely,
and her nights are cold and sometimes wet
from an uncontrollable bladder
that has caused her such grief for so long.
Hands that do not open up
and legs that will not staighten out.
Unable to reach for cover during a cold night
and unable to walk to the bathroom to relieve herself
and save the embarrassment of a wet bed.
Unable to push herself in her wheelchair
and not capable of getting food or water when she would like.
A mouth that does not move
and words that will not come out.
Her days do pass with many who walk by with no nod of
recognition or a thoughtful word to say.
One wish left for her to help her get by is the wish of death to
come soon and the golden gates to open up
and welcome her.
Dedicated to all who are unable to care for themselves.
Written by:
Misty D. Burress
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Grow old with me.
See the world continue to grow with me.
Stand by me.
Hand in hand we can face anything together.
Time will seem to fly by,but we will savor every moment we have together.
So,grow old with me and hold my hand.
Side by side we will stand together letting time pass us by.
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