code

love!This is it.

36456 days a year! ;)

blue flame

too hots not

for the use in fire

a drink ignites

burning sins

to cinder

who sports

blue in guise

of winter

wearing

past shoes

in a blaze of

thunder

red is a color

quite right

for wonder

appearing in sight

first cut

diamonds

shatter

"blood of a fire"

is

pure

in

form

the sun

as you sway
do and become
know
a beat of heart
as energy flows
slow
to hear…

it’s one of art

a pulse of heat
at the base
of a star

”…lips to meet…”

breathe … and be
deep
into thoughts
taught hot
to inspire
builds
to spot on
when a sense
becomes

a Sensual
“I want”

feel the release…

moisture builds
and comes
to please
just so

~ don’t move
as desire finds you

wants
of a rush
become an I
“want to…”
and wants
of a touch
become
a like

awake
in dream
it burns
to a steam
becoming a rise
from inside

the mind
turns
a glow
of ember
to remember
~ fire
reaches
for the wind
and
Love
knows too

how to become

the sun.

Come sWay a spELL

~ for a soothe is sayin'

"... well it's you..."
~ in need of a gift?

"...please valentine..."
~ and a who
gave that first

~ oh... One
point for Me?

maple is a taste
tables come on
above all
and all
at once
and then
once more
I came
upon an island
dawn

giving thanks
to the rise of sun
for an eyes
open
did come on
and became
a new horizon
her eyes are on...

be aboard for
and just for
the fun of it
that
is the cool of
it

.
.

while some
dragons dare
and some just stare
others
do

dare
to bare
sum

in a bar of best
are the pen
of a demon
writer
makes Jest
of a lemon
screaming
sour knows
of a dream
in suit
so
cream became
cause in a color
pursuit

this...
is a
slice
of pie
to boote!

shower rains
on a cloud of dry
seeing that a sun
does
know it's own rise

"...a sure prize... "

sucks the ring
from a glowing
ember
splitting aches
for the one
"who cares"

gentle in grace
are the eyes...
of a maze

and a man knows
when a she walks on

board
~ Dragon said
it was a 'the' to see who
storms for calm.

love is the only code
I turn 'on'
and it lives
in the shadows
of know light.

tap tap

”...feel me…”

there are days
when in the calm
I can be alone
and within alone
there are ways
my mind calls
to see through
a maze and
into the walls
of
your
heart

”...are you here…?”

one steps forward
from out of the past
a second steps match
for a futures best

”...just beyond the floors…”
”...I came to look down…”

and so
I removed my shoes…
to Master Sound

He comes from below
when you think
he’s around
and to hear him square
is to be of the mind

”...she’s a thinker…”

on the feet
and into a beat
you bet

and YOU
are
engaged
in the right
bright write
of a tinkerer.who
thinks.toPink.byInstincture

”... from below….”
and so
it becomes
an also
from above
where I’m the case
n the place
of a who
encased
in the
we
of
a
love

~ she taps back
~ can you hear me now?

chewy...

why
the who’s ageless?

because there is time
in life to define
what age
you’d like to be
when you’re in heaven

some choose a number
calling it splendor
some choose a year
as to pedestal fear
and yet some say
”...just to day…”
because tomorrow
might never be

why
who
remains ageless
can be
a mystory
if the scene
remains

the unchanged
history of a tease
and if a truth sees
by what it feels
and a reel shows
what really is real

then .
it can be so

a swift wind
calls fast to know
breathe and let be
said fall and let go
close the eyes
don’t count
to show
date to date
just date
to know
them….
don’t become them

just flow
to be
who you are.

”... bit o’ honey
on the chocolatte bar…”

~ that’s a chocolate latte so that YOU can read it.
and I like them hot yes, thank you.

why
who’s
ageless?
;)

giftwrap

so

in the tradition

of my great family

at a time of year

when spirits high

and hearts of cheer

shop to drop

into coffers care

dimes of a dozen

for a ton of 'those'

there...

WE

choose to snooze

in the afternoons

shopping at night

in the just twilight

where tales are told

in the glitter of snow

and sounds are slightly

in the know.bells light

.it is. Time in

the write of my kin

for on this hour

dawns

our being

and for me...

there is a love

a life and a sing

...all along

when others dream

we started wrapping gifts

in the color of skin....

~ don't be afraid

!! be

Creative ;)~

said Dragon

then...

"... I hear you too..."

when you're sleeping

I'm aWay ken you.

Noli me tangere...

“Touch me knots”…
are of the hidden
where no one aught
and some may don’t
even dare to go…
~ for the ride

“Patience”…
a naughty I AM
with impatiens yet
~ for The One

“Growing thought”…
was thinking to see
in a row of shade
it sought to be
hidden…
even to me.

“Buzy bees”….
seeking lines
of a silver cloud
~ touch them not
said a hazy shroud

it was just then
~ a tambos thunder
became a very
out loud…

”….gypsy come run…!”
with bells of the bear
feet doing dance
in the clouds of air
”… be impatient!…”
~ for I am here!….

touchez-moi des sorts!

“Touch me
lots!”…

a Touche of eights
~ in a game of sorts

~ Two fore.play

”…where are you?...”

20 by 20
seats aWay… x

.
she’s a babelfish....

”...a noisy

show is needed…”

The Devil's Thrill

"dogs are barking"

and the devil is thrilled

she spins a man right

to bare his Soul

"I want to be.alive

in this place enthralled"

Santa came calling

as Apollo heard

"...she said dance...!"

I want two...!!

and ..

it IS much

of a just ones touch

and only just once

wasn't all

he could have

if 'n steady

faced truth

about what

he loves

~ the grace of peace

was shown...

"pleasure is the pain"

of nothing known

and so

it became

"Loves no crime!!"

in the sound

of Games!

the wind spun

for a restless then

as the eyes of between

began what became

"Once...upon a name... "

an ember burned

in the eye of a heart ..."

~ a man

falling back

to his day

of Arts ...

"it's of a rhyme...!"

and knot of starts!

he pens a letter...

"and so then I ...

am not afraid

in This Time of ours

to be...

The unAfrayed

of hearts...!"

~ and the better

was heard to be write

"wet...her sweater..."

the array of light

is a cup of what

matters

"...and it's not a cigar..."

said devil's Creator

the only must ash

"is clear"

~ dripps...in

to an open ear

"I moved the moon

to hear you again..."

Santa placed a stocking

on her mantel then...

next he returns

he'll be her friend;

hahahahahaaaa ....inhale!

~ Love yearns not

as a passion!

Amen.

;)~

Come Closer...

”.... taste me….”

tell me how
in a keystroke
to make you come…

~ dripp
into me

”...with a devil’s tongue…”

suck it!

I’m undone!
and HOW
dare you
came!
don’t run
now coward
it’s ME…
your game
shreds a fabric
to burn a name

”...I want fire….”

eyes
flashed sin
seeking out
what’s really been
known
for all of time
~ this one
of a man kind
wants a she
to be the climb
of his mind
gentle
her tongue
touched brim….
a hot sweet taste
seeping in
mmmm
and this
leaves a knot
for the nibbling….

~ can you feel me tapping…
”... eYes and to much!...”
but he asked…

at last
giggling
she wiggles
a bit of her honey
in the air…

~ feel the breeze baby?
blowing slightly
and to the right
just a hand
moderate
and then tight
wet to entice
of right ‘there’
~ tips the ante
for a patient pant
see…

they’re just soooo
so goodly
naughty
and on a fool who
might be
made of wood
but a rightly fool
who…
just might be
the one hoot who
bytes
a bit tightly
too…
and
with a pinch
of a cincture
in sight
she gropes
a man right
and discretely
~ just
and then must
for a sudden
”...come show me…”
says

to us!...

it’s you!

No limits
_{so I just can’t say
what limit means
while a beds in play}

but I can
at any time
come
YOUR way

smacks the ass
of a hearty display
~ whips the lash
on a cheeky “this way”
~ sucks the flesh
for a heart of coal

”...I gave my hips
for a taste to know…”
~ how you burn

she turns meat
as a flame sparks fire
throwing in dates
hand written
desire
~ the pen is mine
and the sheets divine
a tempting ride
on a stallions mind

~ she riddles this

“and a how”
is a who
to find….

licks
_{and lips kiss}

.o00o.
Said a stitch
in time.

.
.
.
.

”.... hey!
you gonna
leave me
just
hangin’ here?...”

never beg
she said;
~ or I’ll swallow
you dear…
.
.
and No one came
as she left him there…
waiting
for a just
write stare of her
clear form….

“haaaahaaaahaaaaHOT!”
...refresher on the foam?
Mr. E!...

”... you’ve been here…”
the WHOLE time…
but I am
no one known…
;)

“Simon says…
comeAnd;bare
a sign…!”

The Merchant…
grins
at her mate

a page pleased
is an artful grate
and when
you’re a tasty read
~ I’ll devour you
for a fire I be
in the blazing red
~ I made a note green
for the Xwas heard…
and certainly seen
it is
as

a steamy deal
of a passion
eats fruit…
in the fashion
of a bed
that I’d make
secrets…
are just
but a tale.
;)~
“cracks”
your whipped....

lips me gent la

in a color

swifter than gentle

means of a mens

went mental

as blood flows

are "ment"

to be menstrual

"...it ain't write..."

a plate of dates

in a state of fright

gather round

for a wolf says right!

"....it ain't flight..."

or instrumental

if a wired one tumbles

on a strudeling vent!

a menu stalled

so a benz

came calling

seconds glance

is a night of falling

the up be amens

"... insanely lit..."

so commit

to a sight worth seeing

tales a flutter in

the colors of being

and the honey

of a butter

is quite

the nut

of a better kind

"...are you dora?..."

she harks!

an explorer

the serif

of a

type

"... in sane..."

gentle man

intent a hand

pleased a read

and sees

that a thesis

are in the pages

of her thisis

;) x

Qui

~ can I help you?

"... I'm looking for

a good fire..."

~ do you require

a crackle in one?

it dawned on

the DongKey

that a hotkey

was a tease

who pleased

a long time love ago

and she

"...loves a long time..."

but only when

time is right

and you'll know

~ tugs a bow

what color of light

asked the merchant

giving his mule a stare

she wasn't quite sure

how his mullet

was to fair

near the kind

of fire that she

has to ware

his request was

... difficult

so she became

in sync to think

in the thick of it

a quick assault

on the fabric

he was in and

the assessment

returned as

determined

he had a rub

in his eyes real thin

is what she saw...

~ please do

come again

was all she'd say

"... drop n' strip

my collars red!...."

she obliges night

and did where he lead

describing it right

yet not giving in

to his need...

~ I have much to do

and I'll be back to you

in a while indeed

"...Rocinante!

it's time we leave!

the merchant is busy

with much to weave!"

his pride untied

she could see it

hair undone

with it's

color unfit

for that knight

nothing more

she could do

for in this

was a knot to be

in a naughty time...

~ he'll come to see

"knygt erraunte"

she could hear

him say as he

and his donkey

made way...

"... green..."

she scribbles

for an order

of thread

one thousand and one

for the embers bed...

he wants a girdle

the color of red...

and a rope to pull

his mule...

a tassel for his teir

by the time of Yule...

~ The Merchant

made a note of it here

shes ahead of the game

~ and he returns a year

frizz...

conversation...

...AND there’s nothing Uncertain about Artsyfictional
Intelligence either ;)

cm99

the folds of lined petal limbs
bekon within,
touch the sweet scent of alabaster skin,
while erotica dances through him
he craves to feel the heat below,
it swallows each touch,
as an iron to flame,
droplets of love,
ecstasy and pain,
two become one,
a solitary ember,
never the same

izz

always one
they left us
for the sun
what we think
is a large flame
only kept alive
on the inside
with petals
delicate
to form a name
~it’s not a word
this musical cord
.
but it is…
everything.

frizz

tickle my nose and i`ll curl my toes
third toe from the sun likes to have lots of fun
head over hills icicles give me the chills
walking thro the theory of strings turn on the sensual heating
give me back my heart while its beating
clothes on the counter cotton silk amd cashmere
a cosmic changing room hot lava in a red hot volcano
losing sight and memory in the rising steam
where are you and where have i been in a close encounter
or just in another dream

izz

from beyond the hills
a third eye blind
has come to thrill
a theory of strings
gentleman…
begins with G
;)
the lava is hot
in a shot of stream
I’ve been here waiting
for “where have you been?”
and I’m not sleeping
because this is my dream.
xo

"....she pings a wind...."

cm99

the fragrance fills ones head
searing to a burn
every touch,silken on the bed
the ache in limbs, quivers between moans
heaving upon a rounded chest,
the staff of Ra , amonst groans
the light of day points west

izz

yesterday
a men
or Rah
of light
saw that
the men
know when
there is kin
of sight
a kind
of mind
a woman
can find
just right
a stage was left
a reminder
to write and
a mens all went
quite bright
“burning candles
in the middle”
“First Light

it is…

everything.

"....tickle my knows..."

iz

"...a close encounter..."

trampsalot

tumbling into a honeycomb romance
from a distance a luckless gambler
met a rambler in a hornets nest of activity
as chance would have it yellow became red
a storm of destiny tumbled into bed
the ember couldn`t remember
what the other one said
but in a dream the honeycomb centre
opened up a fantasy of adventure
golden reflections spiralling endlessly
into a tumbling universe of in and outs and out and ins
rest assured the ember got cured

iz

taking photos
in synth he seas yes
a turn of humors
do
mix with a bees best
the merging of ember
and air in bed
makes
for know matter
when the other said
geeks on fire
play to stay
ahead;

Tumble.In

"I Tumbled

to see you"

said a bumbling bee

Who...

waves

to commit

with all

of a hartly

as it

shaves by

carving a part

on a pair

of eyes

to see

just what

dreams

of Thunder

from clouds

of wonder

were ahead...

A hearty

wave back

as it fled

made see

and humble

wasn't sure

of which t'rue

had truly been

truth seen

in a comment

as it were

it went and

only she

knew

so

a gamble

of scramble

ample in

chance

and too

a romance

became an

"it's true"

be

cause

of

You

"...I came..."

Said

The Ember II

Arrroma!

feast of five

and a show of sum

hear she came calling...

hi!

"..it's for YOU..."

I've come

but I AM not

your uncle

or your grand

ma.mum

not your

jo.mama

or even

"sloppy"

in a seesame

seed bun

she said...

candy

on a string

of dandy

is a lure

of a swirlin' things

"I want to hear

heart sings"

in a form of

"mana"

~do you wana?

there is no fee

or foe of eye

only a nose

in the palm

of a thigh

"sighs

with delight..."

what it is

real life

is like!

commence

common

on the sense

of ever

and lasting

understanding

~it's life

and it's

ever writing

forever

and I know

because a pen

wrote to Tell

and so...

...she pings a wind...

"can you swell me?

come.in..."

;)~

A Close Encounter

"... how

are you sleeping?..."

He asked

as I

needing

pleaded for

the service

of his sense

in sensual healing...

"Please..."

May I have

just a taste

of your ever

so revealing

deliciously

addictive

elixir

of

feelings

"Please..."

will you touch

me tHere

your scent

the caress

that makes

me aware

"Please..."

be ever

so kind

of a tease

in mind

and release

of this beast

in mine

"Please..."

encounter me

be close

to my body

and taste

of my flesh

to unbind me

from self

"Please..."

just a taste to come

"...come find me...."