Creation is tender
My dandelion ...
I carry so carefully
On our sofa.
Lips sensually
Touch skin:
Trembles like a leaf, she,
Can not breathe.
Opening the crotch to me
Air flower
Bathed in tenderness
Looks obediently.
The whole chest of the zalaskan
I kiss the belly:
Nipples raised
I salute.
Pub vegetation
I look intoxicated,
Meaningfully
In the depths of lures.
I will continue the game
I'll go lower
Where is everything worried
When are they going to stay?
Now, beautiful,
Now, dear,
Let the tenderness melt
Flowing into you.
2)
Closing her eyes she
Lying, not breathing,
And the speech is strange,
HOW BUDTO HEARS:
- what are these tenderness
And sighs, ahi?
Burst into the crotch same
Like a beast, and fuck!
Let it fly from the "tree"
Bark and twigs:
After all, I trust
Breed boughs.
Come in without pity
Depth Ram:
Let it burn
Fire vagina.
Gift fabulous
Give me miserable:
All lust fiercely
Tear apart ...
You are "bursting"
And everything is not enough for me ...
Dreams end
Steep anal.
Interrupting the suffering
Covering your ears
Yourself in advance
Shout: “Do not listen!”
As if mania
That whisper in the ears ...
"Do not tempt me,
Give back my soul! ”
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What is the smell lovely darlings,
Walking down the stairs past us:
Perfume & Lipstick
Or strive to please us
Figure, stylish hair,
Clothes, bright and catchy,
Wishing friendship and communication,
Intrigue, thirst for adventure?
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We accept: look, fingers,
A sense of proven suffering?
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You seem to be right
Intrigue like
What about family?
- No, I'm for the foundations,
Family, that holy.
There are only three of us:
My husband, son and me.
But you can also
After all, you are cautious?
Everything is simple and difficult ...
Today is my "hour".
Put on the same mask
Let there be a fairy tale day
Why do we need excuses?
We live only once.
Let's dance
TangO, let's talk,
Mentally, not in sue -
I love dancing.
You are very sensual,
Until women hunt.
So burn your eyes,
I can hardly stand it.
Tango is not fun,
And the poison of the heart ...
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Class :))
Only in the first line correct: “CREATION”
Ten.
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Thanks for the feedback.
I apologize to readers for a typo. In the draft it was not. Already sent a fix.
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+10!!! :)))))))))))))))))))))))
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Steep Analog ...
And how it all began well ...;))))))))))))))))))
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Are you sure you noticed, and why do people want it?
Whole life throwing
And paradoxes ...
Suffer
Fate matters.
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Okay, she didn’t resist, carried creativity to the masses :)
You are "bursting"
A lot of me ...
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Steep analog.
I put myself in the status of the forum :)))
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Pub vegetation me too look intoxicates and fog! This is what you write!))
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Glad to see like-minded person.
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10!
Flower open
Sparkles tenderness
Medcom sprinkled
Beautiful in carelessness
Kisses him
And licks passionately
Poet Eugene
In the night of inclement
Here he drove the stick girl ...
And outside the window daws chirp))))
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shhhhh, daws !!!
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Thank you, Yura.
Shoo, feathered, do not interfere.
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How do you like to fuck at night
But in the morning to get up for work
I'm not stupid to tumble myself
If tomorrow, let's say, Saturday.
But I love you recklessly
And indulge your desires
And under the furious cock carnivorous
I substitute all three holes.
Kanesh 10 author !! very sensual and gentle, and then heraks, as I like-zhestkach
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What they do, what they do, hooligan ... Smack-smack.
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I wanted to “drive off” the quatrain in a hurry, but decided not to ... ... oh, to discuss))))
And therefore just bravo Poet!))
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And do not say, dear, where Snezhana plays tricks, the rest have nothing to breathe.
Glad you liked it.
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I also liked it.
Now, on all grounds, I congratulate you on your anniversary !!! Kisses on the cheeks, pulling the ears. Many more such anniversaries are our most multifaceted.
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Thank you, Marina.
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Hmm, the whole essence of female ambivalence - so that was a prince, and a clown, and a ninja, and a maniac; and everything is under a serenade, but without snot - and so few, and well, march along the second circle! :))
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To please beloved,
It's not a sin to twist your brains,
Try this and that:
Where a classic, and where the jack.
Not much confusion happens there,
Where consistency is lame,
Breaking spears and firewood
Foolish head is capable. Thanks for the feedback.
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I really liked the comparison with dandelion))) Generally cool. As always.
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Glad to be pleased.
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Very good ;)
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Thanks for the support.
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;) It's my pleasure)))))
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Criticism is not enough))
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Thanks for the feedback.
Critics of us all often lacking.
You, for example, what keeps you from criticism?
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Old inability to evaluate you))
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Very beautiful. Surprisingly, this is difficult, in a short syllable, so to speak.
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Glad you liked it, read my other poems.
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I love to read Eugene poems
They will always cheer up
As if you hear a voice low
And from him comes excitement.
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Thank. Surely you evil also whispers something in your ear?
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Esch as))
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The muse does not leave you, I look ... All the same, you fall on rudeness towards the end ...
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You will not believe it, I was still waiting to be scolded for the sweetness of the first part, but no, they did not.
About broke: no, he wrote strictly on the idea. In the second part, the tender girl BES of temptation extolled the charms of the hardcore, but she didn’t know how to fight him off.
Thank you for not forgetting you are always happy.
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Now it will be frank. For the first time, dear Eugene, clicked on your name with the cursor. It turned out that not just a critic, a well-wisher and a connoisseur of lines is hiding under it. Sooo not bad. I liked everything. Hooray.
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Very glad to your favorite author, come again. Somehow unnoticed, you left us, go back and finish writing the story.
But time does not stand still, in July 2014 friends and colleagues persuaded me to publish. Since then, two dozen publications.
Do not get lost, you successful stories.
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Well done in one word. Above all my thoughts have already written))) even more!)
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You have to choose one of two things - either be a poet with a vulnerable soul, or a strict and sincere critic. Two in one does not work? I look at the forum sometimes - I think you understand what I mean? I refer to any of my monologues in your PM.
PS can be repeated in a personal, but not on this site.
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And where?
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I will ask to give you my address)
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It does not work) Keep, you have to light up in public
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10 no doubt ... Rhymed, sensual and proTCHaya ...) Thanks to the author ...!
Fantasies on the topic ...)
Oh dandelion, dandelion,
Flower modest meadow,
I used to take a glass,
I'll put you on a doll
In your hangar will drive a powerful tank)))),
Well, and then - it's time to go home).
Member - frivolous idol),
Pistils stamens,
I'm such a fucking hooligan),
Fill up for the afternoon with plenty of lunch
And again bristling) my kranchik)),
Like a tin he gets up !.
I’ll come home from work early
Pretty painful worries
I lie down on the couch
Space flight, smooth entry,
In my flounder flies into you)))
And the entrance flutters with a petal ...)
Flower crotch air,
Nipples ... well, just stunned!),
You are so naive, good-natured),
I love your eyes to look
Do you obediently give me
And the pulp covers the flesh)
And let your breed boughs,
I submit to the year
I, like Bernardo Bertolucci)),
I shoot scenes sometimes,
In them bark and branches fly away,
But the trunk is always like a stone)) !!!
And this is all nonsense!
I will never be better
We will not be separated year
I will give for a dandelion soul,
Tongue and penis, and even ears))
To hear forever only - YES !!.
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The white light is wonderfully arranged: for some reason you are breaking through on comments cooler than on your own publications. Why did it happen?
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I do not even know why). Probably a matter of chance. But I liked the poem so much that this comment appeared right within 5 minutes!
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