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The Savage Garden

Into the Savage Garden we roam, All of us wary of lights past shone. Underfoot we hear sighs,
We're not quite sure why,

Into the Savage Garden we roam.

Through the willow we see flowers weep. Their beauty's all gone so they steep,
In thought of what was,
For that's all beauty does,

Through the willow we see flowers weep.

Above from a bird we hear laughter. The joke is impending disaster. Then silence is fell,
As if under a spell,

Above from a bird we hear laughter.

At the edge of the path we feel fear.
Trees reach with their claws and then sneer. The Garden waits to collect,
On all of our debts,
At the edge of the path we feel fear.

Each minute our knees become weaker. I don't know if we've felt much bleaker. The Garden seeks to destroy,
That which it raised from a boy,

Each minute our knees become weaker.

It seems fire's the only solution; We marvel at our contribution. Man strives to command,
That which he can't understand. It seems fire's the only solution.

Through the fire and smoke I recall,
A shining glimpse of a thought, ever small: It is all fair,
Says the fox to the hare,
Through the fire and smoke I recall.

In this moment we wish to amend,
Our actions which sprang from our heads. For the death of this sprawl,
Means the death of us all,
In this moment we wish to amend.

Truth is, the past is cement.
And paired with each block is regret. Ignorance is bliss,
Let's seal it with a kiss,
Truth is, the past is cement.

Remember these verses in mourning. Their story is true; heed my warning, For the Garden is there,
Permeating our air,

Remember these verses in mourning.




Was it me, or was it you?

Was it me?

Or was it you?

Trust is gone.

Is this true?

Love is lost.

Forever away.

Tears have fallen

Nothing left to say.

Was it me?

Or was it you?

You walked away

Nothing I could do.

Anger and sadness

My heart felt

You left me stranded

With no help.

Tears I cried

Dead; I wanted to be

Forgotten I am

You are happy.

Was it me?

Or was it you?

Love I still feel

What to do?

It was you

I know for sure

I never gave up

My love is pure

I sit alone

And cry at night

Hoping one day

You'd know I'm right

Our love was unique

It was true

Lost I am

I miss you.

Was it me?

Or was it you?

That Pale Horse

Life is forsaken
My world is but gone
My need is for only one
Days are all gray
Nights are all fear
That I won't score my gear
I started on oxy
Moved on to horse
Now I'm banging two grams a day
I can't stop
I just don't know how
my only God now
Arms full of scars
Veins have all collapsed
Now I'm hittin my femoral
Red on my sheets
Robbing old women
So much for any morals
I can't quit
I just don't how
my only God now
I never fit in
But how I got here
I truly haven't a clue
Hitting rock bottom
For me means death
A needle hanging from skin of blue
My master he calls
With skin that crawls
For the rush I need to feel
Emotionless now
Needing somehow
The nod I know is real
I know I can't quit
Don't have the will pow
my only God now

Making

Agonizing hours spent preparing the perfect mix

Checking and rechecking the tone and rhythm and flow

Hoping it will communicate to you how much I love you

Praying it won't seem ill-conceived

Thinking it will make me seem cool even though I don't want you to know I worry about something as trifling as that

Why can't I just tell you that you are the muse for all of my

Making

Writing

Feeling

Praying

Devising

I love you more with each thing I make

Trust

Nowadays
You can’t
Trust -
Anybody.

You trust
Your mother,
She tells your
Father.

You trust your
Wife, she tells her
Friends.

You trust your
Hubby, he tells
His mates.

You trust your son,
He twitters it all….

You trust your
Daughter, she
Posts it on FB’s
Wall ;)

You trust yourself? ?

You tell the whole
World ;)

How? ?

Through blogs and
Poems :)

Aparna Chatterjee



Face

When I see your
Dimpled smile :)
Twinkling* eyes
Glistening grin!
Naughty wink ;)
And the stubbled chin
Of a day old shave.

I feel like making love
To your Adonis Face
With kisses and caresses.

Tracing you with my
Touches...through the
Ruffles of your hair
The contours of your
Visage ~ to the
Curls on your nape
Down the deep trenches
Of your tempting throat.

What?

Not Satiated?

Want a bit more?

But remember,
It was all about
Making love to your Face!

OK.

A little low down.

Let me see ;)
What I can do
With my hands
And mouth:
On those Tips
Of your
Matted Chest.

Aparna Chatterjee

7.
Love And Sex In Comparison

Love can commence from sex
Sex can begin from love
But relationship has potency
When love comes first before sex

Love exist without sex
Sex subsist without love
But relationship without sex
Is longer than relationship devoid of love

Love cause passion
Obsession cause sex
Passion on love cause you to be possessive
Obsession on sex cause you an indecent act

Love is vital in relationship
Relationship desires sex
But relationship restricted of sex is more precious
Than relationship lack of love

Love is felt with the one you love
Sex experience with the one you love
But sex is absence without physical interaction
While love is present though your miles apart

Love and sex are element of our lives
Their related and sometimes contrasted
What important for us is we know
How love and sex help our relationship to grow

nylezah guiamad

What Will You Have?

Sex like the sizzle of popcorn with hot dripping butter
Sex like the ooze of mint from within the chocolate
Sex like a rough rump roast supple yet tough
Sex like a smooth of a hollandaise ready to obey
Sex like Salty caviar pearls bursting between your teeth
Sex like a fine cru de te able to be nibbled on all day
Sex like to warm wrapping of caramel around the crisp swollen apple
Sex like the finest meal you'd ever want but never enough to be ample!

Sandra Dodd

The difference between love without sex and sex without love

Sex without love is obviously
having sex with someone you dont
love. In fact, you probably have
sex with just about anyone. You
feel as if you have to do it.
You crave sex. Its all you
think about. When you are having
sex, you enjoy it but when you not
doing it, you just want to
rip out all of your hair. Every
where you go, you just gotta have
it. Sex is your life.

Love without sex is having a
relationship without sex. You
love this person to the fullest
but refuse to have sex with
them for some reason.But what
if yall never share yall love
for each other. What couple doesnt
have sex just for fun?
Mystery Question! But why
must we have a love without sex relationship?
Ah yes, another mystery question.

But through this all, there is another mystery
question that remains! ! ! ! !

Would you prefer a \'sex without love\' relationship
*or*
a \'love without sex\' relationship?

If we were to have a sex without love
relationship, would you just hit and quit me?
*or*
if we were to have a love without sex
relationship, could you even stand to be with me?

Yeah, i bet you cant answer those.

-La\'Veranique
*aka* dat girl nickey

Nickey Mason

95% of females can't cum from sex UNLESS, they're on top..and they're on top why? so they can stimulate their clit..by doin' their lil snake charm grindin' grab on our pelvic bones..which..really does nothin' for us(guys)..so the key is.. eat pussy first......make her cum a few times...numb her up..then hammer away or soft and slow with alot of vaginal teasing with your magic stick to build it all up in the end, however u like......

now once ur in between her legs..don't just fuckin' dive in there like a bum at a thanksgiving charity dinner...take your fuckin'time I know pussy is nearly irresistable...but don't act like it is..

lick her inner thighs, kiss them..kiss around her pussy lips..kiss the lips etc. etc..

finally once u've got your tongue on her clit..this is what u do..(u can use ur hands to spread her lips here if u want..that's all preference...it's easier to make em cum w/their lips spread..so u have easier access to their clit) now...roll the tip and somewhat flat part of your tongue around the clit in a circular motion...slowly...DONT STOP...the KEY is to hold your rhythm...listen to homegirls breathin'..use this as feedback..and react w/your tongue accordingly..you want her breathin' to be steady...at a steady pace..kinda like a clock...tick tock tick tock tick tock...it sounds lame but she should be breathin' on beat...no. not MOANING..breathing...listen to her breathin'...listen to the moans when ur on the phone or somethin'...now the key is...DONT STOP (I emphasize this, cuz it's important...if u STOP GO STOP GO haphazard like, you're not gonna get anywhere)...DONT STOP..even if it's to pick a hair outta ur mouth...just hold your rhythm..circle her clit...increase speed gradually... once u've got the speed up a bit...and her breathin' is tellin' u on target..use more of the tip of ur tongue...and move it less...but at a slightly faster pace...basically work ur way into..flickin' it back n forth like a punching bag..it's hard to explain..but it's kinda like vibratin' your tongue..not swayin' it back n forth like a wreckin' ball..slappin' her clit as you swoosh by..if u can keep this up for atleast 60 seconds...she'll cum..if she's stubborn and won't bust..get a finger or two up inside her..hook ur finger(s)..and kinda "scratch""scrape""tickle""massage" her Gspot..which feels like a lil sponge..it's on the "ceiling" of her pussy..inside..and up top.. about an inch in.. consider your fingers holdin' the harmony..while your tongue works the melody...and she'll bust before u know it.. good..you've succeded..now the worst thing u can do now..is STOP..keep fuckin' goin..this is the good part..if u ignore her pants, rants, and gestures for u to stop..and keep goin' like she hasn't busted..

(she'll initially want u to stop cuz she's all madd sensitive at the moment)..after 10-15 seconds, the sensitivity for her will fade..and about a minute later..yes A MINUTE..she'll bust again..so do it again and again and again until she declares you the winner....the only way to know you did a good job is by getting served seconds thirds fourths and fifths!