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List: Just For Me

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touch of morning wonder
by billyd on Aug 20, 2004

harsh
trowel slashed hues
of blue
engulfed
the red
sun warmed
sky
a magnificent intercourse
of entwined
color
writhing in near
maelstrom
as soft
cream like
smudges of
cloud
swelled as they
fought to hold
back the
inevitable
as their grinding
of prethunder thunder
thrust openly
giving in
to
its wanton dance
of building wetness
exploding into
an extended finale
as the
swelling of the
clouds
contracted tightly
around its
prize
and the rain
came

and as i look
around me
on this highway
of stifled thought
i'm sure
no one
seen
and this touch
of morning wonder
went
unnoticed


Touched By 1der
By Red Dwarf - August 21, 2004

A beautiful name for one
who has touched many a life.
From her work in the Real World,
saving the souls of the lost.
To the pearls of wisdom She utters
to those who are lost in this World of Words.
Her kindness soothes the wounds
that life inflicts upon the weary.
As Her insightfulness guides
the lost to the safe shores of focus.
Her writings on Love are the material
for the coldest of showers.
Just as her writings of disdain and pain
are strong enough to burn themselves to my screen.
The darkness that has touched her
spirit may not soon fade away.
But buoyed by the help of Friends She has touched,
Her light will soon shine through again.
For how can one stop the Sun from Rising
into it's rightful place in a Sapphire sky.


Shades of a Woman
by Pierre Richards on Sep 23, 2004



 

Gentle curves that grace with sensation
A phantasy of contours, giving a grand sensation

Softness of brush, ampleness so lush
So tender a hush, giving a grand sensation
A perfect design, that captivates like wine
So fluid in line, giving a grand sensation

Flavors that dwell in the empyreal, with scents surreal
Tastes that are ambrosial, giving a grand sensation

Movements that entice, made of fire and spice
Hips sway trice, giving a grand sensation

Textures elegantly adorn, with natural beauty born
Pink folds wet like dew at morn, giving a grand sensation


Acrostic for touchof1der
by Night Hope - October 6, 2004

Kindness is no
illusion in your Vision ~ you
make Dreams &
beauty your own ~ in your
eyes,
rainbows dance in glee ~
love follows the Path
you walk in elegance & awe...


You
by Dreamweaver - October 15, 2004

You may never have touched my hand
But you have touched my heart.
You may never have kissed my lips
But you have kissed my soul.
Even though we are miles apart
You are the essence of my being
I am who I am
Because you are you.
I see your eyes, I see your smile
And although I cannot touch your cheek
I know the softness of your skin
And the gentleness in your voice, when you speak.
Your face is framed in softest gold
Enhanced with silver grey
Your brow unfurrowed and smooth
There are no flaws in the Master Sculptor's clay.


Momma Kim
by C J Weatherholt - Nov 03, 2004

This is for you mom,
Even if I haven't known you for long.
It feels like ages,
Like we just skipped a few pages.
You are my shining star,
I look upon from afar.
You will be my guiding light,
When I have lost my sight.
You will bring me out of
The depths of my soul,
And help me become whole.
I am glad Moonpie knew you,
And that I didn't have to choose.
I trust you
Which is something new.
It is a blessing God sent me
Someone who cares for me.
To us mom,
May our friendship be long,
And may we help one another stay strong.


Touch Of Wonder
By sewasham - November 12, 2004

When skies are blue or gray with rain
Through tears of joy or tears of pain
She always seems to find the good
And wishes other people would
Another’s feelings first thought of
By a gentle heart that’s filled with love
Strength of soul and strength of mind
A better friend you couldn’t find
Always there for those in need
To give a hug or loving deed
Reaching out a helping hand
And not afraid to take a stand
She’s never one to condescend
I’m glad that I can call her friend
Tearing a dreary day asunder
She truly is a touch of wonder

Independent Woman
by Leo2 November 19, 2004

Ingredients:
1 Bunch
Self Respect
Self Assurance
Self Reliance
2 Hands Full
Hope
Love
Dreams
Thoughtfulness
A Dash
Confidence
Pride
Endurance
Determination

Strip away the arrogance and conceit. Thoroughly mix ingredients and pour into a female form. Bake in the heat of passion's oven until firm to the touch. Sprinkle with a touch of wonder. Makes one endearing serving.


The Great Find
For Kimberly (touchof1der) - I Love You!
by poetryality on December 14, 2004

While digging for treasures
Unearthed was a gem
That was the rarest I've seen
And anyone
that got a chance to see it
Knows just what I mean
It glittered and shined
So brilliant it was
Glistening with great sheen
The color of this,
A most beautiful stone
Was, you guessed it, aquamarine
An erotic feeling was what I felt
In a gracious way
Very clean
Not the feeling
That one gets
When something is lewd or obscene
A real earthy fortune
Not prissy, prim
Or pristine
Of all the jewels
Unearthed in the dig
This was for sure the cream


The Torture
by Pierre Richards on Dec 20, 2004


Like silk drawn over skin
The touch draped over
Smooth and sensuously moving
Driving feelings of pleasure through the soul

Dancing embers derived from the softness
Caused sounds of unrestrained torment to ease
As the gentleness moved across the surface
Pleasure and pain merged in passion
Eyes closed and face taunt with distortion
As waters moved from enclosed placed hidden
Her breathing raced raggedly in impairment
From the serpentine movements across her body

Sweat beaded wildly as the sentalating torture proceeded
Fragrances blended from the delicate attack on her being
One that urged both pain and wildness from within
As the tormenter worked with a soft smile of one that was pleased


She's a Wonder
by thelastknight - December 24, 2004

She's a Wonder
With just
the right
Touch of class
Reaching out
Touching other's
Hearts
Giving selflessly
Always there
With
Her heart of gold
Funny
Sensual
Smart
Spicy
Friendly
I call her friend
Many call her friend
My hat
Is off
To this
Lady with a
Touchof1der
Santa
Be good to her.


Touch of Wonder
by aerf January 6. 2005

a touch of wonder
a shining light of dreams
blinded


The Tattoo
by -Persephone- January 7, 2005

Sitting here at the computer
talking to my wacky friends
when all of a sudden the fun begins
Kimberly is waiting for people to arrive
so she decided to bust out in a silly jive
and giving us all fake high fives
Kimberly is now taking off her pants
so she can to do this wild dance
But look what is tattooed on her ass
In bold big purple letters
the words does brightly appear
It says "WELCOME HERE"
Oops I am sorry I have to run
I know my poem has just begun
But I want to join in with the fun


Wild Thing
by Pierre Richards on Jan 13, 2005


She walks beside me hand in hand
Petite and all woman
Men see her and stare
Thinking she is the loveliest around

Pause with drum sticks tapping every other beat;
Tap…tap…tap


Touch Of Wonder
by Johnny Wheeler January 14, 2005

With a smiling touch of wonder
Gracefulness beyond compare
Words flow from abundant rivers
Like a breath of Springtime air
Always one to show affection
First to offer loving care
Selfless heart, a giving nature
'Tis no wonder she's so rare
Gifted in the ways of friendship
Always thinks of others first
Heart she tends with gentle feelings
Fills my own till it may burst
Thank you for a kindred friendship
Treasured always from my heart
Yes, you are a touch of wonder
Kimberly, a work of art


Touched by Wonder
by Ogreatbaldone February 07, 2005

As my old life unfolded before me
and I had too many things on my mind,
I sat at my desk, with thoughts I detest
and a new friend I happened to find.
We look at the law from different sides,
mine of course being the wrong side.
I spilled out my life, as if to a wife
these thoughts I could no longer hide.
She was shocked as she read my words,
I was more shocked for the telling.
My violent display did not scare her away
and to tell all became compelling.
She had no obligation to listen
to the sordid tales of my dark soul,
but listen she did, said myself I must forgive
and my heart did she console.
Late at night at my desk thinking
as my soul raged with thoughts like thunder
God smiled upon me, I am now truly free
and I have been touched by wonder.


Sense of 1der
by Pinhead February 13, 2005

A Valentine for a Mother Hen
Wings spread, breast inviting
warming her clutch of baby poets
she can warm my heart
or steam my glasses
depending on her
mood
First to help,and last to ask
a wanton wench with a heart
of golden sunsets,and puppys
warm and hot,no cold in her
This clumsy chick,with new wings
would fly so high
would sparkle bright
like sunsets
like Kimberly


Glorious Wench
by SerenityNChains February 14, 2005

K indest heart, soul of grace
I mmense the beauty of her face
M elodic tales she spins in rhyme
B uried in the sands of time
E nergy from her pen flows
R eminiscent, the fragrant rose
L ovelier then the magic fae
Y earning a touch of wonder, each day...

Calmest beauty, friendship a cinch
Most gloriest, is this evil wench!


To a Sweet and Lonely Friend
by Pierre Richards on Feb 12, 2005



 


To a friend who dreads this lover’s celebration
Where two may find glorious elation
May she know that she is so loved
For her heart has touched many like a dove
Thus her words like the sweetest of honey bring rejuvenation

To a friend who feels alone on this declaration
Is so surrounded with thoughts from friends emotions
As they feel for her dulcet heart that comes from above
Thus her words like the sweetest of honey bring rejuvenation

To a friend that brings to many jubilation
With her deep friendship to all she shares her osculations
As it dances in her words and actions beloved
With the softness of a spiritual dove
May you feel the joy you have shared with your deliberations
Thus her words like the sweetest of honey bring rejuvenation



Will you be my Valentine?
by J Rhys Davies on Feb 14, 2005

Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, so I
Offer this write to you, my dear.
Understand that you are my
Closest friend and I cherish you.
Happiness is yours for the taking so
Open your heart and soul and let it
Flourish as it should be allowed to.
1 more thing I must say before I
Deliver this message, and as I
End this little write for you
Respectfully, I ask, will you be my Valentine?


A Family of Poets
by Pinhead February 18, 2005

A family to nurture muse
Sweet Kimberly, mother hen, shelter
for downy little poets, generous defined
sometimes playful, always refined.

The lofty Rose, Queen of the cosmos.
Never failing to test the imagination's reach.
Jan and Nessa of the gleaming hearts, hearths
by which to sooth my boo-boos, and heal.

Darcy, Ana, and Ava, cerebral cherubs.
Olympians supreme in the mind games.
Eric vain and John, eloquent bards,
setting ones sights ever higher.

Caducus and James the pinnacle
of lofty subjective heights I would reach
if only my legs were strong enough.
My muse stronger, spirit clearer.

Billy, and Ed, and don't forget Scott,
keep me ever proud of testosterone.
Thrust me unashamed into celebration
of a manhood strong, and true.

So many more, I fail to mention.
Who grace this unworthy one
with inspiration, time, attention.
To those I mention, and those I do not.

You know who you are, I haven't forgot.
This little salute, and my humblest thanks
for welcoming me into your your happy ranks.
Thank you all
Peace
Rob


Shaken Not Stirred
by zt March 16, 2005

I prepare myself a drink
with the clarity of her smile
bright and sparkly
the gin’s citrus aroma
makes me crave
her sweet, sweet breath
best appreciated
at the end of a kiss
adding a hint of vermouth
for body, her body
fine curves
that slip so easy
into my arms
shaken over ice
to cool the fire
of her burning touch
poured into that familiar glass
so smooth and easy to hold
just the right thing
for my hand to caress
when I have finished
savoring her taste
my tongue wraps around
that juicy little olive
teasing with the tip
until the fiery
red pimento
cums out.
Ahhhh...


art-is a touchof1der!
by artis on March 16, 2005
a collaboration

Lady: Touchof1der

I want you curled with me,
around me,
on me.
I want to be in you -
a part of you...
held so very tight and close...
and never let go.
I want to touch you,
taste...
explore...
mentally, physically...
and more -
so much more.
I want to play
and 'be'
as only we can.

Artis:
after we have leaped
the chasms of orgasm
and lie quivering from the spasms
I want to curl around you
until the curl of me straightens again
on me, against you
nudging yours labia
probing my way to your
eager pool of satin enclosed
I want to be in you
every part of me
a part in you
pubic bones melted
impaled and watching your eyes
go wicked and lovely
as you grab my cheeks
as if to never let go
touching all sides of you
thickly encased in that place
that I'd tasted minutes before
exploring the shores
of your inner thigh
physically, mentally
embodied in you
feel it swell and wedge
more as it slides upward
ever upward
then we play
giggling like the kids
we can be in our elated
states.

Touchof1der 3:00 a.m. freshly rested
and at it again

overtaking all my senses
sweet wetness abounds
in frenzied torrid kisses

taut erect nipples trace
against your naked chest

searching fingers find my river
overflowing the pink canal

my tongue slithers across your skin
as a small hand grasps its desire

masterfully guiding you
within my slippery crevice

squeezed, sucked and spit back
by my tightening portal

your hips plow once again
to the core of my needy craving

sweet moans pour generously
splashing about your body

while my hands tangle in your hair
and legs wrap tightly around you
pulling you in as I arch to meet you

each thrust and counter thrust
becomes a war of in versus out

hardness surrounded by a velvet grip

my slippery sweet pink heaven
contracts against your invading cock
tightening as my pleasure nears

overflowing with uncontrolled spasms
my release winds throughout my being
you too grasp the coming ecstasy

splashing your essence
deep within my vessel

a tender sweet kiss is shared
as the raging storm passes
leaving calm stillness of night

an aura of blissfulness prevails
as two lovers sleep entwined

Artis

senses turn senseless,
and then even more sensuous

As we become a jigsaw connected, my large tab
pressed firmly in your soft curvature.

Snugged up tight what a picture we make,
lying together spent,

but all the more richer for it,
and not wanting to part.

It's too hard, and we fit too well,
and so we just lounge,

embedded together under sheets,
with taut flesh stretched,

wiggling, and sending tiny shivers
of afterglow pleasures,

up our spines, and down the cracks
of our bottoms quivering.

Slowly I grow firmer in you,
and you spread like warmed honey,

over this re-extension of my needs.
Then we slow dance our way,

through the music of our hearts,
and over the emptying of our souls,

with splashes of white hot riffs,
and frantic tubular clasping,

as our accompaniment enjoys a brief interlude
for the instruments of our passion. ~~~~~


A Touch Of Wonder
by fader April 06, 2005

I set out on a journey
one of self discovery
the first step was the biggest
the one that would set me free

I looked inside my own soul
emptiness nothing to share
looking to find an answer
needing someone else to care

I searched in many places
many a road a dead end
a journey so long and hard
where could I find a friend

But then someone did reach out
offered her friendship to me
a reply and a kind word
she gave both of these freely

The reason I am smiling
I hope someday she will see
it was a touch of wonder
who has touched me so deeply

TO THE SEXIEST MOD ON THE BLOCK
FROM EXHAUSTED KING
BEST WISHES FOR HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Oh! I could send you roses
Or chocolates, things so sweet:
Perhaps a brooch or bracelet
Or slippers for your feet&.

Oh! I could send you perfumes,
Or costly gems or gold;
A ring to fit your finger
Or a talisman to hold

But on this day, your birthday,
Ill send to Him above
A prayer to keep you safe and well;
And send you&just my LOVE.

LOVE AND HUGS XXX HUGH


Come With Me!
by jncha1 on Apr 30, 2005

Let's fly on wings
To New Orleans
See a Blues band
Lounge in the sand
Drink Mint Juleps
Eat Cajun food
Meet my family
A wholesome brood
The water is
An Emerald Green
Pastel lavender
Can be seen
Your strength
Will help us
In our flight
We'll leave early
To enjoy the night
With starlit skies
We'll dance upon the moon
I've made reservations
For this June
Laugh at the musing
Of Bukowski
A Birthday party
Just you and me
Act like children
Reading Silverstein
Breathe in the beauty
Of the picturesque scene
Just a simple date
Set aside for us
A little sumthin, sumthin
Not too much fuss
So come with me
Sweet Kimberly
To NuArelins
It's totally free
And all on me

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEAUTIFUL KIMBERLY


Touchof1der
by Midnight Lace on Jul 01,2005

Unconditionally you have
always been there for me
instilling morals and values
to be proud of
though there were times
when we disagreed
I never once
had to doubt your love

arms wrapped around me
after my heart’s been broken
you wipe my tears away
finding a way to make me laugh
even if you did try to warn me
you never say “I told you so”

your arms are always open
with a tender word
always on your tongue
your love is so freely given
and your resolve is always steady

you have counseled me
you have comforted me
you have loved me unconditionally
you have always taught me
to believe in myself

you have always encouraged me
to follow my dreams
you have always told me
to strive for higher things in life
you have always been there
through every broken heart

you have always been to
every big event in my life
you have always been there
when I needed someone to talk to

I know I’ll never be able to
pay you back for all you’ve done
and words can never express
how grateful I am to you
but I hope you know that
I am truly thankful
for all you do for me

I know I don’t say it enough
and at times it might not feel
as if I truly do
but I want you to know
that I love you


Had a Touchof1der Lately?
by hobbitscanfly on Jul 07, 2005

Have you ever felt a butterfly's wing?
Have you ever tasted a lily's purity?
Have you ever heard the stars weep?
Have you ever breathed the morning in?
Have you ever seen beauty smile?

I have
Come closer and I'll share with you
How to experience all of these
In just one moment of time...

There is a woman who captures these things
Meet her, and you will be blessed
She is modest and she is lovely
She is both simple and elegant

Her kindness flies like the butterfly's wings
Her compassion is as pure as a lily's
Her generosity is as bright as the weeping stars
(And they weep for her)
Her elegance is that of the morning's dawn
And her existence is the reason behind beauty's smile

She is truly a touch of wonder
But you don't have to search hard to find her
Patience for those who wish to achieve enchantment
And she will come to you
On a butterfly's wing
In a pure lily
On a weeping star
In the morning's breath
And all things beautiful

She is truly a touch of wonder to behold


A Touch of Wonder
by Panurge on July 26, 2005

You feel the brush of fine hairs
across your arm and electricity
arcs from her arm to yours,
she takes your hand with an
gentle yet urgent tug, leads you
to her temple,
clothes fall in a silken hush,
burning skin on skin,
hungry soft mouth vacuums
your breath,
she sighs, then laughs, a sound
like crystal raindrops,
slow-motion levitation lays
you across the alter,
run your hand across the peaks
and valleys of her velvet,
the taste of nectar and ambrosia,
time dilates and slows,
heat runs across bodies like
forest fire, every inch of skin
alive and crying out to be touched,
communion is a molten thing,
liquid and aflame, a swaying bridge
that collapses under the weight and
drops you into the chasm,
consuming ache and release,
she still hungers


Midnight Genius
by Balldinger on July 26, 2005

The languid parameters come together
in swells of sweet dripping sweat;
whatever you want is what you get,
and nobody else can keep you from it.

In fact, they’re more willing to help you
get it than you are to receive it.
And the more you receive it,
the better you believe it is to give.

It’s some euphoric Christmas gift
given away on a hot August night,
when the AC’s broken and neither
of you need to speak for three hours.

The ceiling fan hums along with each
nerve ending at the edge of your skin,
and you can see the grin on your
lover’s face – just before the stroke of…
midnight genius.


Touchof1der
by wbiro on Sep 03, 2005


I look up and see
her wisps of clouds
and drenching rains
in the morning and evening
her slanted sunlight’s
breaking rays
give order
to the wild settings
of my uncertain days,
and who remains as a guiding light
even through my darkened nights.

What does all that mean?
It means
Her tree-tipped breezes
whisper to me
and the rustling fingers
of her tall grass
remind me
of where my feet should be planted,
and I do not stray.
She is my Mother Earth,
and I do love her.
Touchof1der.



in so deep
by roolbreaker Sep 03,2005

there they stood
an endless line
the suitors for her choosing.

each walked up
and shared in mind
reasons for their worthiness.

all in love
once shared in time
a moment worth her musing.

now in place
to state their case
recreate the universe.

upon imploding here
the point of central care
the image of the two
will make existence new.

upon explosion see
that we will all now be
and strewn across the spanse
new life will now advance.

in the redness of your hair
the suns will sparkle
in the darkness of my eyes
the endless space

that we both now have truly come together
i couldn't think it any other way!

the warmth of stars a cradle
the black hole our escape
existence now pre-natal
forever in a day

these our times
now our mind
goes to sleep
in so deep
already
here
you
i.


~ Thanks for Your Kindness ~
by x-Lilac ThOughts-x on Sep 15

Truly you are the sweetest of ladies
And I have talked to you but twice
When I came to you for some advice
Open hearted you listened to me
When panic stricken I turned to you
I explained I had done something silly
Upholding your values and firm beliefs
You went straight into action to sort me out
And explained a few things that gave me relief
Crying and sobbing I was in despair
Unbeknown I had made a bad mistake
I looked for a moderator and you were there
Having you to talk to was my good luck
Because I chose you at random from two or three
Without your help I would have come unstuck
Of all the daft things I had to do
To the winner, all my points were to go
I opened a contest without thinking it through
Finding extra points had me in despondency
Such a short time to gather them in
But you came to my aid so quickly and kindly
Into my name you transferred points to me
Not knowing who I was
Your gift was given graciously
Don’t ask why, but I just sat and cried
I couldn’t see a way out
Then you came along and my eyes were dried
Ever since I met you that lucky night
I feel a glow within me when I see your name
And I know there are others you prop upright
Remembered ~ you will always in my lilac thoughts
And my time will come when I can return to you
The consideration you have shown to me


broadsword310, Nov 14, 2005
Having read you author motto, I wrote this for you.


There is a journey I want to make
so with you by the hand I take
to lead you into depths unknown
into your mind, now overgrown
I want to cast aside the fear
To know you such, to draw you near
That no one else will ever see
How deeply you are known to me
Each tendril of your mind exposed
Each cell of brain be interposed
So I can know each by their name
And from them memories will gain
To know each aspect of your life
Dissected as with surgeons knife
With every snippet there so gained
To know you well will be retained
So that I know your every thought
As intimately as I’ve sought
And in this way will surely find
You give your body with your mind


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