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Gilberta Kime Poem
We come to you soft.
Swaying back and forth.
You hear music,
as my body dances toward you.
You seek trust,
from these darkened eyes,
as they stare right through you.
They add all the mystery,
a man is in search of.
A flick of the tounge,
like we are tasting you from afar.
We posses the forbidden fruit,
your body so badly hungers for.
With skin so smooth.
You begin to run your hand
down our backs, and around our waste side.
Now you have fallen to the temptation.
It is time to taste the fruit you so long for.
begining to rub across your fingers,
You become relaxed.
Working our way to the neck.
For this is the place which pleasure starts.
Wrapping our bodies around you,
we squeeze the life from you.
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A woman's heart is a time
capsule of truth only she knows the secrets
for which lies inside only she can tell you which one
holds the key to the heart of her soul not just any man may
enter and some men who enter may never leave you become
one she'll always hold you close never to release the love she
carries never to open to just anyone it takes a strong women
to hold such a secret so close without speaking a word of it
this is a place for which a women may keep the memories
of a lost love or even a love she wishes could be but has
fear for what may happen so here is where she keeps
hope alive that maybe some day she may find the
keeper of the key to unlock the secrets which
she has so longed to reveal to the world
but without the love she so desires
her heart is where she will turn
for it is the one true thing
she knows are you
the keeper that
holds the
key
?
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You say that you know me. Well who am I?
Am I the person that I appear to be on the outside?
Full of love...
Always happy...
Willing to help others...
self confident...
Or am I the person I feel on the inside?
Full of mistrust...
never happy...
always full of greed...
I lack having self confidence...
love is something I never had,
so how can I give my share?
If I don't know who I am,
How do you really know who I am?
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Every girl should have one.
He'll put a smile on your face.
You can tell him anything.
He's always sweet.
He'll bring you pleasure.
He's more then a mouthful.
But before you taste him,
take off the wrapper.
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from the seed
of one woman life was
in the making god blessed this woman
with the joy of a child many generations past in time
today thousands of years later we still don't understand that under the
skin in the blood that flows through each and everyone of our veins we are
all children of god our colors on the out side has no significance
to our roots even though some of us may be of different color you are all my
brothers and sisters in soul I pray that you to may call the man or the woman
standing next to you one of your own at heart because a true
child of god would see things in a manner of such maybe to some
this in not their belief in time I pray that my father god
shows you to that you have a family waiting for you
in the after life until then may
you spread love and joy to all
FOR GOD
IS THE ONLY
ONE THAT
CAN SAVE
US FROM
A WORLD
OF HATE
PRAY TO
HIM AND
HE WILL
BE WITH
YOU IN
ALL YOUR
TIME OF NEED
GOD GAVE YOU LIFE
TO SPREAD LOVE NOT HATE
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An
unsettled past
makes for a
shaky future.
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A child is a blessing sent from above. A child is what happens when two people
are in love. From the very first look from the very first touch. The very first smile,
you remember so much.
Their hands so sweet and soft to the touch. How could you not love something
this much.
Your heart spills wide open, with nothing but love. Thanking the lord from our
heavens above.
Each day your love yet grows deeper. Knowing that this one is god's little keeper.
The keeper of hearts, hopes and yes dreams. All of life little deem's.
It's what keeps us going from day to day. Would you really have it any other way?
So remember this next time your child doesn't listen. Look in their eyes and
watch for the glisson.
Just like they did from the very first day, and remember those words you had to
say.
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Today like so many, I said a prayer for the families. For the students that lost
their lives to a man that many didn't know.
Heavenly Father, I ask you this day to watch over the families. Watch over the
souls of the students that lost their lives to an intruder of evil. Evil has prayed
upon the innocent and those doing your work. I pray for these families, in hopes
they may find closure to such a tragedy.
So many lives have been taken. So many hearts have been stricken with grief.
Allow them to know that only the body is put to rest and not the soul. For the body
is made from sands of thee earth. To thee earth may the body be replanted to
sprout new life. May their tears replenish thee earth with water to feed the new
life. In thee end may life be brought back in the form of a rose. A rose that may
grow with the darkest shades of red. For it is the color in which signifies "Love". If
your will. Allow the stem and leaves to be as green as thee pastures for which
they lay their heads to rest. May the thorns be sharp to protect them for intruders.
May their rose grow from now until the end.
AMEN
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From the last moments of you life,
Til you were laid to rest.
I know that in my heart,
you always done your best.
You always showed me love,
And caring from the heart.
I knew you were the one,
from the very start.
Your love was a kind one,
secure and everlast.
You helped to take me away,
from an evil past.
For that I will always thank you.
I'll always be in debt.
As for my love,
it has no such regret.
My heart belongs to you.
Your the keeper of the key.
You'll always be my love.
Forever you and me.
There will be no other.
Your forever my true love.
As each passing day,
you'll watch me from above.
I can feel your presence,
as if your still around.
I can hear your voice,
whisper little sounds.
I can feel you with me,
as I go to bed at night.
I can feel your arms,
hold just me as tight.
Now the time has come.
I'll be laid to rest.
Knowing in my heart
you always done your best.
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For three weeks I searched
for a man only by face.
What web site I found
him I had no trace.
The only thing I did
seem to remember,
is that he was a
premium member.
O' yes there was amongst
the search tools.
A poem by him called
" Outhouse Blues".
How could I forget
he talked of such things,
like not to bring him
his girly magazines.
Well three weeks later
I was ready to give up hope.
But I keep on going
telling myself nope.
I am so glad I did
continue the search.
In and out of web sites
I did lurch.
Now that I have found it
and so glad I did.
Never again will I get rid.
This place here
is like a second home.
Only filled with words
from beautiful poems.
Not a bad word is written.
Only good things you say.
Especially those that come from
a man named Jay.
And as for you Mr. Toran
I want you to know
I am your # 2 fan.
( your wife is #1)
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