White Coats

Kissing passionate and deep, our lusty sin
can't see where you end, or I begin.
Hearts pounding fast, within our chests
beating with love, no more regrets.

"Touch me," she says, "gentle and slow."
She takes my hand, guides me where to go.
Holds me close, "does that feel nice?"
"slip inside now, follow my advice."

She moans my name with a sexual air
my hand stroking her lady hair.
Fingers teasing, touching slow
parting, entering, here we go.

Teasing touch, delicate and erotic
more intoxicating than a powerful narcotic.
Can't take it no more, it's all too much
we were taking it slow, but now we rush.

Loosening clothing, hiking up her skirt
unzipping my trousers, undoing her shirt
slipping inside, shagging against the wall
hope strangers passing by don't hear our calls.

I wonder if ever I have heard
a shred of truth in your incredible words.
The world you belong to and the life you lead
seems so unreal, fantastical, I disbelieve.

So lie to me, if it makes you happy.
wear a false mask and dress quite snappy
and build your life on half truths and lie
what is the point? I ask you why?

Do you think I'm impressed by your misguided splendour?
your woes and fears; oh you great pretender!
I'm here because I like you, that is all
There is no need for all your tales so tall.

But lie to me, if it makes you happy.
about your mah and undead pappy.
About the power you profess to hold
'fore changing the story 'cause it's grown old.

I wonder if ever I have heard
a shred of truth in your incredible words.
The world you belong to and the life you lead
seems so unreal, fantastical, I disbelieve.

A touch, a kiss; caress, such bliss.
How could this e'er be wrong?
Entwined, together; bodies locked, forever
but for my love, I long.

Unzip, untie; her moan, my sigh.
to nights' passion we succumb.
parting wide, fingers slide inside
but of us, what will become?

Kiss some more; you know the score.
once started never stops.
hard and wet; we kiss, we pet
naked flesh below our tops.

You need me now, desperate and how.
Deep down you ache for more.
I kiss your lips, grab your hips.
We join together on the floor.

Take me deep, make me weep
trembling comes so soon.
naked, wet; drenched in sweat
like one by light of moon.

"I often wonder what it is he's feeling.
Has he ever heard a word I've said?
Look at him, now in the mirror dreaming.
What is happening in his head?
What is happening in his head?
Oooooh, I wish I knew, I wish I knew."
© the Who

(as stolen from the link on tomatopuree's blog )

Make yourself up
with your favourite face.
Skirt up high,
you love the chase.
Individuality uniform,
drives men insane.
Peroxide blonde sea,
playing the board game.

Dress for the best,
with a shirt and a tie.
always been the same,
you didn't ask why.
Suited sheep bleating,
corporate pigs chasing wealth.
Achieving nothing,
but losing their health.

What once was, is
always been the same.
Human traffic chasing down
a new gravy train.
Stay away from my station,
I will not be nice.
Don't ask stupid questions,
you'll suffer advice.

I think I will miss you when you're gone.
All those sights, I've never seen.
I will miss you when you're gone,
all these places, I've never been.

I think I will miss you when you're gone.
All those scents, I've never smelt.
I will miss you when you're gone,
all those skin-textures, I'll have never felt.

I think I will miss you when you're gone.
All those sounds, I'll never hear.
I will miss you when you're gone,
Don't say it's too late, and you're not here.

a blog entry for "blog action day"

Only light of eyes in the darkness,
staring me down, staring me down.
A thousand sharp-toothed creatures,
circling round, circling round.

Those inhuman beasts are coming,
I hear the sound, hear the sound.
Thought I was safe, my last mistake,
now me they've found, me they've found.

A helpless prey I'll not be
I cry aloud, I cry aloud.
"Come on you bastards - come and get me!"
waiting their sounds, waiting their sounds.

A last embrace, the kiss of death, I feel it wrap around.
I scream, I shout, I kick, I punch. And then fall to the ground.
Is this what will become of me? Blood patterns splatter round.
Limbs dismembered, the beasts howl; I scream a silent sound.

I'm screaming as bells fill my head,
ringing loud, they ring loud.
terror replaced by my morning clocks'
Alarming sounds, alarming sound.

"I read your book
And I find it strange
That I know that girl and I know her world
A little too well
And I didn't know
By giving my hand
That I would be written down, sliced around,
Passed down
Among strangers hands"
_{© Sheryl Crow}

You're A Prayer for Owen Meany!
by John Irving
Despite humble and perhaps literally small beginnings, you inspire faith in almost everyone you know. You are an agent of higher powers, and you manifest this fact in mysterious and loud ways. A sense of destiny pervades your every waking moment, and you prepare with great detail for destiny fulfilled. When you speak, IT SOUNDS LIKE THIS!

Take the quiz
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The Terror © M

Screech, a twist; untie, unbind
release the monster from this life unkind.
Upon the streets to fight and prey
upon those who scurry from light of day.
A death mask falls upon his victim's face
the stench of decay fills the place.
Bloody and rent, the deed is done
a fleshless corpse, missed by none.
Then to the skies to soar and see
feel his shadow cast over me.
Filled with dread, soaked with the sweat
awaken screaming
the bed is wet.

Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh,
totally emotionless except for her heart
Mud flowed up into lump's pajamas
she totally confused all the passing pihranas

She's lump, she's lump
She's in my head
She's lump, she's lump, she's lump
She might be dead

Lump lingered last in line for brains
and the one she got was sorta rotten and insane
Small things so sad that birds could land
Is lump fast asleep or rockin' out with the band?

She's lump, she's lump
She's in my head
She's lump, she's lump, she's lump
She might be dead

Lump was limp and lonely and needed a shove
Lump slipped on a kiss and tumbled into love
She spent her twenties between the sheets
Life limped along at sub-sonic speeds

She's lump, she's lump
She's in my head
She's lump, she's lump, she's lump
She might be dead

Is this lump outta my head?
I think so
Is this lump outta my head?
I think so
Is this lump outta my head?
I think so
Is this lump outta my head?