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Self-LoveWith the close of my eyes,
I can shut out the darkness and indulge in imagination.
Words whispered in mind arouse the body;
awakening a natural instinct of carnal exploration.

In these private moments,
personal hands make-believe the hands of memory bound lovers.
Intimate reminiscing introduces me to past quests;
and reacquaints me with myself in the most splendid of manners.

Mothers Katara remembered when her mother had been killed. It had taken years before she had actually been able to get a full nights rest. She would usually spend the nights crying, calling for her mother. For some reason, every time her father came in to calm her down, she would always wait, her shaken blue eyes waiting to see if maybe that day had been a horrible nightmare, that it had all been in her mind and both of her parents were coming right now to tuck her in. But she’d never come.

But that had been years ago, so long ago that even Sokka had recovered….

So why was she crying now?
She had woken up in the middle of the night, t

The Sorcery of SeductionI, from my heart, give you this fire
To ignite the flames of young desire.

You know me not, yet your heart does see
Something beneath which the eyes can't perceive.

The flames will devour; thought-pervading lust
You cannot it escape it. Surrender you must.

Oh, my sweetest, dare not resist
Your burning love will only persist

Though to this moment, you deny me still
For love you'll give in and bend to my will.

And under full moon, when our starry eyes meet
Your fate will be sealed - my love spell complete.

By my intent and your heart's wish
Our lips shall be locked
in a fatal kiss.

Bound to the PassionBound to the Passion
by Art Russell
032313

you know it almost always starts with a look , a look that sends a shiver up my spine

sometimes you glance at me over a book , your eyes pierce to the center of my mind

I look at you and think of two , of skin to touch and things to do

we've loved and learned and melted together , and burned so bright anew

(I remember when we first did something like this , oh the kiss)

you rise from your seat and walk away , seeming to say nothing at all

but we are bound to the past as we are to today and tho you said nothing I heard your call

I follow you from close behind , my soul warming as I catch you

Between Love and War Chapter 1(A/N: This is the sequel to Adventure on The High Seas. I don’t own any of The Great Mouse Detective characters. I do own Alyson, Garnet, Richard, Marquest, Bernard, Juillian, Katrina and Marcus. Maria belongs to Devilgirl007.)
It was a week since Basil had his talk with Juillian. It nagged the back of his mind wondering how to explain to Alyson. A month coming up to Garnet’s sixteenth birthday he found the courage to speak to her.
Basil found Alyson knitting by the fire in the living room. It was a grand place well most of Juillian’s home was grand. It had a dark blue couch, two armchairs one red, the other grey with maroon cushions. A mantle hung over the fire with a huge picture on the wall above of a meadow in spring. Between the two chairs was a small round brown table which held a tray set for tea beside Alyson’s ball of wool.
He saw the colour was pink as the dark blue curtains were drawn while the window was left open letting a gentle breeze enter. Basil

The Arms of Only One ManThe Arms of Only One Man
Dictated by Puabi
"Only one man will satisfy my heart.....my beloved."
Much is said about my suitors
How they came, how they left, how they died.
Enough is said about my desire
How I longed, how I watched, how I cried.
I was fortunate that I was not reborn
I might have been alone again
But I had to wait for so many years
To lie in the arms of only one man
He was born in a tranquil age
He raised neither gun nor sword
He remains ever at my side
To protect and to satisfy my heart

DanceTake my hand,
Let's find a place
Where nobody else can see us,
A place just for you and me
Our own paradise.

Our passion will play
A song for us to dance
Under the white moonlight

We will swing and spin
And our voices will spread noise
In the cold forests
And we will break the silence
With our laughs
We will shine in the night
With our smiles

It seems so perfect,
Yet it isn't enough...
An hour with you passes like a minute
If time stopped now
It would freeze me smiling in your arms

But here comes the dawn
To tear my dream
And you walk away
To hide like a shadow
And I am left alone to wait
For another night.

Adventure on The High Seas Chapter 17‘’What a baby what good is that’’ said the owner of the tavern.
He didn’t look one bit please as Miss Kitty tried to make him see sense. She knew from Alyson’s point of view that keeping Garnet in her care was the safest of decisions. She couldn’t let her down.
‘’Oh who would turn away such a cute face’’ said Miss Kitty holding Garnet in front of them.
‘’But an illegal pregnancy I don’t know as long she didn’t came from you or your sisters bellies’’ said his female co-owner.
Miss Kitty wrinkled her face in disgust. She loved children a lot but she was certainly not one for doing such an act.
‘’Look do I have time to mingle with the male crowd on my free time that is’’ said Miss Kitty trying to make a point.
‘’I see not as long the actual mother is willing to pay in full for caring for this infant isn’t cheap with the price of milk and fresh clo

The Tale of Despereaux 2 Chapter 7''Fearo we have to leave at once'' said Andra getting to her feet grabbing Fearo's arm.
''Is something wrong Anyandra'' asked Despereaux.
''No, yes I mean oh it is a long story'' said Andra as her and Fearo ran out of the home of the mice.
They ran down a tunnel then down a few more. Their feet aches from the amount of running but they knew they had to get back. Andra and Fearo knew they had no time to change back into their own clothes. A couple of times Andra tripped in her new dress catching her heel on the back of it causing it to break.
She fell to the ground but Fearo helped her back up. They never stopped till they reached the realm of the rats. Fearo guided Andra back into the palace. But she stopped probably Fearo thought to catch her breath.
As he gave out a pant of his own.
''Fearo I want to say thank you for everything'' said Andra giving him a friendly hug.
Fearo blushed returning the gesture to her.
''No Andra I should be thanking you'' said Fearo.
''Thanking me why'' ask

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We were young and enlightened.
Driven with purpose, we defied tradition. It could not convey what was between us.
You found the ring in a stale, generic box of cereal.
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And she lay open under the nights sky,
Lips of pink and delicate satin
Lips ripe and pungent
I feel their heat upon my cheek and tongue

And nothings ever felt so real

The air is screaming and dancing wild
Around us,
Stirring up old dead leaves, and they are
Brushing lightly over my skin

I have never felt so beautiful

And she is looking at me with those powerful
Eyes, and those eyes are telling me
"I am only one"
And that's when I know it's time to let her
Go
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Flesh
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Her head is back
Her chest is high

And I know I am in love

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by ~Just-Another-God, May 29, 2004, 10:29:26 PM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Erotic / Free Verse

Your taste all over my tongue,
filling my mouth.
Wrap myself around you,
completely engulf you, taste your saliva,
breathe your scent in.
Feeling your body writhe under me.
Feeling your warm moistened skin against mine.
I want you...
I hold your sides and hips tightly,
feeing your muscles twich and flex.
I want you.
Run my fingers through your hair, down to the back of your neck,
pulling you into a kiss.
Want to kiss you....
Bite your lip gently.
Trail a line of kisses down your neck,
my nails dig slightly into your back
a little harder.

I want you right now. All of you for this moment. You are perfect tonight.

I want to have touched every inch of your body, to feel every inch of your body.

Love to fall asleep with our bodies stuck together in a mixture of exhaustion, sweat, and pure comfort.
Feel your arms around me, your body behind me, asleep against my body.

Pure, naked, natural.

I would spend days with you, never moving from our comfy paradise. Our world away from all others.
Holding you so tightly,
against me, soft, sweaty and blissful.

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A night between two aquaintances.

~Jazzpirate May 30, 2004 Hobbyist Photographer

violent? I dont see any violence... I love this. its very sweet and emotional. very passionate. this is excellent. beautiful

~Just-Another-God May 29, 2004 Writer

Sorry if it offends you creeront.
I put the poem in the category Erotic as it is quite carnal and sexual. A lot of my poetry tends to be that way; this one especially so since I was directly inspired to write it about/with another. It's not up to par with most of my other works (which have yet to be published here) but it has significant emotional meaning to me.

!creeront May 29, 2004

This poem wants to be erotic, but it's turning out more like a poem about bodily fluids and violence. It sort of turns my stomach thinking about it.

~tomo-chi May 29, 2004

It's erotic, but sweet enough to overlook that.

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