Dixie grinds herself against the fragments of my imagination
and she, she lures me, with turquoise eyes, that sparkle
an oblivion within the waves of her rapture
Dixie, oh Dixie tries, tries to crush me
with futile attempts, or rather, faithful attempts
and in ways unimaginable to the thinking
with endeavours that leave me
thighs quivering with mounting excitement
until, in all hopeless futility
i grind, and gyrate against myself
a pitiful attempt, to relieve myself of Dixie's viciousness
she lies, and lies like she were god
trying to pound all the sin from us
she is a butterfly that never had to emerge
and just found herself beautiful one day
and Dixie, i know that Dixie realizes this
she uses it, to her full and utmost potential
like me, well when she is drunk enough to remember that i exist
she still however, prefers them, those big men
with fat cocks, that rock, with heavy pressure against her
with thighs like tree trunks
and muscles that bulge, everywhere
and i can hear them, all night,
moaning, groaning, with the headboard that slaps the wall
and she, she, oh i swear she does this on purpose
to drive me completely mad,
i think she likes it,
and i, i have no heart to give it up
Nyx...
Author notes
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Written December 7th, 2004
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This is wonderful. She's so spiteful though! I can envision this so well... I love it. Thanks for sharing.
~Amy
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brought 'er back fer you.
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It matches the change in her eye color I suppose. I look forward to seeing her again.
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good, i work in roughly.... 20 minutes, which blows, but good.
Dixie's beatin me up again. though, theres a slight change in the quality of her beatings....
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I always thought of them as being amber. Not whiskey colored amber though. I wish I could make color typing pics. But, eh. To each their own.
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well brown sounded stupid, and i was in a hurry to get the rest out and didn't have time to think of a new word for brown. and chocolate is out that's rather cliche and you'd have beat me for it. turquoise fit.
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turquoise eyes - I find that almost insulting. I thought she had dark eyes. And anyway, why do the greats always have blue/grey/green eyes?? It's not fair. wails
That said, this IS my favorite Dixie poem. She never fails to amaze me with the depths of her cruelty. She makes me want to bite something and relish the feel of the hot blood coursing its way down my chin, staining every bit of sanctity and peace she has taken away with a little more hatred.
I am crazy. I ramble. I am going now.
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Well what can I say? Fat cocks that rock.....rock and beat out anything else available, or maybe that's just the way I see it. Dixie too apparently. Faithful Dixie is only faithful in making the narrator miserable and Faithful Dixie is a contrast to the next title I'm gonna hit, "Dixie Eats the World" hehehe.
I think this is my fave, but that's what I say on each one.
Desiree
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Fantastic write....this just exudes a powerful pull on the heart, the mind's eye, and memories, so many memories...the alternating persona comes through as both dominant and submissive, leaving each side its own reality of perception, while interpreting same actions...
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Well well well, we're back are we?
can't say i'm complaining, although i was enjoying your bout of softer poems as well, this is nice too.
I do like the expression of pain, of desperation to relieve oneself of that oh so empty feeling that gnaws.
Sounds that chase you around everywhere driving knives into your loins so you can't think.
I like this. *nods*
*smiles* i like how it ended, twas sweet.
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mmmmm, theres nothing like the sound of a clanging headboard to wake up the muse. I have a particular fondness for your Dixie series. this is a bit softer but still, hungry…...
yum
ancillae
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Nothing about human emotions and human sexuality makes sense. Think about what you just said.
Jim Dunlap
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LOL the thighs like tree trunks and the muscles are about the men she likes to fuck...
silly
and im glad i can tantalize you, dixie brings out the best in me.
and sometimes the worst.
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Oh, dear, my lovely, cookie, you know how much I adore these dixie poems of yours. They soothe my soul with their bountiful supply of beautiful words and limitless poetic wit.
You entice me so- quivering thighs, mounting excitement, this sounds a bit sensual if I may say so and I just love the line about the butterfly, oh, that one is as sweet as a candy tart melting in my mouth.
These lines are absolutely fantastic, they just pounce right off the page and into my mouth so I may read them aloud with such pleasure:
"with thighs like tree trunks
and muscles that bulge, everywhere"
You make this woman sound awful busty, or at least a little round in the middle, but that is all in good fun, you know what they say, well I won't say that as it is too dirty to spurt from my naughty mouth, but overall......I love this, I know I am repeating myself by saying that, but, dear, this is soft chocolate to my tastebuds.
much love,
James
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pretty interesting. pretty good. keep up the great write. keep it up.
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it is, and dixie is more of a sadist than a masochist, the author is more of the masochist, she knows what dixie does and she hates herself for staying but, is so far in love with her, that she cant really see reason. (does that make sense)
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not bad
It seems that others have said pretty much everything to be said. This is more nitty gritty than I normally prefer to read at night. I am not big on nightmares.
Fortunately, the font was changed before I read it, or I would have had real problems. My eyes aren't what they used to be. I suspect that this is a lesbian poem, since the descriptions of the males involved are extremely unflattering. Dixie must be a masochist too. Anyway, you said what you wanted to say, and you said it graphically enough that it kept my attention to the end. -
on my screen it's a silver font on a dark blue bg. hmm...
lol all in all im glad you liked it then.
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6.9/10
Creativity: Very creative, although at times I felt like there were some useless lines in here. Also, the end was a tad predictable. 7/10
Innovation: I'm breathing fresh air when I read your work. Full of life and youth. Very nice. 8/10
Technique: You know an interesting phrase when you see it. Also, you have an intangible rhythm. 8/10
Readability: Must you have a black font on a black background? I wasted a minute trying to highlite everything. I was actually happy when I read it -- and it flowed very nicely. But I was annoyed at the start of my read, and I really didn't want to like it. 4.5/10
Emotionality: I felt quite a bit of this, but at times I felt a little distant. Maybe turn it up a notch? 7/10 -
with dixie it's more of an obsession, i have more of her, and it's more noticeable in the first ones of the series, i haven't written about Dixie in a while so, i have to get back into the tone id previously used.
thanks for the comment
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wow have we all been there or is it just you and me? I really liked the way the fustration came through on this. I think that I may be fustrated right now. so do you love her or jsut want to fuck her? OBSESSED? god i think she's hot and i don't even know what she looks like. i bet your right i bet she does it on purpose. *
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I would never DREAM of not commenting on such a scintillating piece, hon. I loved this...it was icky, sticky and soooo damn good...lol. Being a sado-masochist myself, I thought that this was brilliantly executed...with a fanfuckingtastic ending that delighted me as well as made me go...awww..now that's love...or obsession anyhoo. Excellent depictions and just too sexy for words, this gets two schwings WAY up!
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