The 2,000,000th post game

How well her wishes went! She stroked my chin,
She taught me Turn, and Counter-turn, and stand;
She taught me Touch, that undulant white skin:
I nibbled meekly from her proffered hand;
She was the sickle; I, poor I, the rake,
Coming behind her for her pretty sake
(But what prodigious mowing did we make.)

if i come on like a dream...will you let me show you what i mean?

Love likes a gander, and adores a goose:
Her full lips pursed, the errant note to seize;
She played it quick, she played it light and loose;
My eyes, they dazzled at her flowing knees;
Her several parts could keep a pure repose,
Or one hip quiver with a mobile nose
(She moved in circles, and those circles moved.)

Let seed be grass, and grass turn into hay:
I'm martyr to a motion not my own;
What's freedom for? To know eternity.
I swear she cast a shadow white as stone.
But who would count eternity in days?
These old bones live to learn her wanton ways:
(I measure time by how a body sways.)

T. Roethke

will you let me come on inside?

No

What prodigious mowing we did make

will you let it glide?

Nah

Let me take you down?

Originally posted by Sol Valentine
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Originally posted by AbnormalButSane
Reading poetry and listening to the Beatles

hi

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Why must you be so far away?

Jan (forget this part) Kenneth Zimmermann

I want you inside me.

Originally posted by taft
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Why must you be so far away?

CS2 is teh old.

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when it's killing
what do I really need

Hello

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