Still Looking For The One A Poem
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Posted:Oct 5, 2019 11:12 pm
Last Updated:Oct 7, 2019 12:18 am
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What do I know? I am still looking for the one. I can't tell you much Not even if I will know What he looks like If I see him as that Saying goes. Perhaps I will just Have a feeling. Or perhaps it will just Reveal itself. Stay tuned.
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Saying Hello On A Dating Website
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Posted:Oct 4, 2019 8:31 am
Last Updated:Oct 28, 2019 7:25 pm
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I recently wrote an opening on a dating website to someone who professed to love literature listing many great works... So tell me what you think.
Yes, I know this is a lame ass thing for Couples Dating which is all about SEX. But humor me my sapiosexual bent if you can...
Hello there...it's a start. Not like Melville's Call Me Ishmael or Dicken's It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. So perhaps I should have said. Call me Mel. It is a time of changing seasons when summer ends and fall begins in earnest. The leaves change in colors and fall from their branches. Leaving us to wonder what is the significance? That life is change and we should seize our opportunities.
There is a poem in there for sure but you get the idea...if the guy is worth his sapiosexual salt he will respond. LOL Then again he may not like BBWs.
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Never Meant To Be My Happiness A Poem
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Posted:Sep 30, 2019 6:50 pm
Last Updated:Oct 13, 2019 6:17 pm
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My friend said something That was so very profound When a man for the umpteenth Time let me down. "He was never meant be my happiness." It was simply put And most probably correct. In fact the man was causing me So much distress. The worry, the bother Would not be worth The moments of pleasure That he promised.
It all boiled down this. The man cared little about me. He was so very selfish. He played and toyed With my emotions. Perhaps that was his plan All along and upon which He got off. Sadistic pricks do exist. But in any case. I have come to find He was never meant To be my happiness.
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Resetting Mode A Poem
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Posted:Sep 29, 2019 5:19 pm
Last Updated:Sep 30, 2019 10:12 am
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Resetting Sometimes It becomes necessary. A nuisance But we do it. To make things Once again Run smoothly.
Life must be seen In the same vein In the same category Life must be reset From time to time. I am coming to see. It is just something You learn from being Cut off, shut down From various things.
I am in resetting mode. I am in need of a man For one aspect. I have some in mind Who could do the trick. If not them I will have To do a little Trial and error experiment. With the box of my circuits.
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A Rise A Rose Roses A Poem
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Posted:Sep 29, 2019 10:36 am
Last Updated:Oct 4, 2019 6:48 pm
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I wanted a rise out of you. I wanted to know that I somehow reached And got through.
So, I flirted And I teased And I might have Been a bit too outrageous But I think You could see That I was so very eager For your attention. Yes, indeed.
So very eager. And honey I would not fail To deliver if you Gave me the opportunity In person. I would do all in my power To see to your pleasure. I would aim to please.
I wanted a rise out of you. If you rose So would I. For a single rose is lovely But two together draw The eye In more directions And the fragrance May last longer.
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My Breasts, My Nipples A Poem
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Posted:Sep 29, 2019 5:53 am
Last Updated:Oct 20, 2019 10:07 pm
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If you have seen them If you have sucked on them You might remember them That is the idea I am coming To understand from men Who have been privy Been luck enough To experience my breasts.
I suppose you can scoff At my boasting. So many men brag Similarly about their dicks. So is my bragging about My breasts and especially My nipples any different?
Ah yes! My nipples! How sweet they are! I guess! I mean it feels great When men lick and tease And suck and pull But their taste escapes My delight As I do not do these acts To myself. Perhaps I should? I suppose I could Pull my breast to my lips And do such affixing. But I would rather revel In a man's touch And all his reactions Including his saliva His moaning. His hands roaming In other directions.
It feels wonderful. You can take my word for it. If you have been there And done that You might remember it. But then again Do all women's breasts Just blend into one?
I am not looking for references How embarrassing. Just letting my mind Go over some positive Assets of mine That I am longing To have done to me This very instant.
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My Name Associated With Passion A Poem
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Posted:Sep 22, 2019 1:19 pm
Last Updated:Sep 26, 2019 5:47 pm
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I want to hear you Say my name With lust in your eyes I want it to be Forever associated With passion And desire As well as wonder And surprise.
Surprise that you can feel So deep and so much. Feel so overwhelmed. Yes I want all that equated With my name now!
Can you imagine this? I am sure it might not Always be so intense But those moments That it is? Oh dear lord! They would be outstanding! And to savor when alone And life is less than exciting.
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Lying Cowardly Fraud. A Poem
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Posted:Sep 22, 2019 1:56 am
Last Updated:Sep 22, 2019 11:39 pm
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All too often I attach I latch onto a man Come to my rescue With an analogy That is adequate.
I did it again And I have to look Deep within. Why was this man So gosh darn fascinating When for the most part He demonstrated He was quite a dick?
Go ahead and shrink My head if that will Make any sense. Perhaps shake My shoulders While you are at it As perhaps my brain Needs to be unrattled.
All I know is that The man will not be Providing me with Any answers of his own For the lying cowardly Fraud is long gone. And therein lies The answers From the beginning I was played for a fool.
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The Suffering Could Be Severe A Poem
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Posted:Sep 21, 2019 2:00 pm
Last Updated:Sep 21, 2019 9:39 pm
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The suffering could be severe When the leaving happens The response to my gift Once given being taken.
Ephemeral art thou love Of the flesh Love of the mind lingers Much longer Than a caress.
Should I confess That love of the mind? Or should I keep it to myself. For fear that you would Not give that affection?
It is pathetic that I should hide But that is what arises From a love that is unrequited. The heart of infatuation. To play with the object Before the object Wants to be known As a willing And equal subject.
The suffering could be severe But will it be worth it? Will the memory of his lips His touch, his intimate acts The gifts that I can treasure Outweigh the Of the pain that is subsequent?
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Cutting Out These Images. A Poem
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Posted:Sep 21, 2019 1:29 am
Last Updated:Sep 22, 2019 12:44 pm
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Just to to feel your skin Once against mine Your lips Your hands Your legs Just once To satisfy My curiosity.
I can't get the image Out of my head Of your mouth Fastened to my breast Sucking as you look Up at me Your eyes gleaming So filled with lust Almost red.
You and I have never met. Our future meeting is Very much in doubt Due to your actions So these visions Are going to be Figuratively left On the cutting room floor At my direction.
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He Thinks With His Cock A Poem
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Posted:Sep 20, 2019 5:21 pm
Last Updated:Sep 21, 2019 12:05 pm
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Days go by And no word from him And then he texts hey In response to texts From me that were Of a playful nature.
I ask him what He is doing tonight. He proceeds to tell me Probably fucking A gapped leg milf, Skinny as hell, Flat chested and Needs a big dick. Yup folks I could not Make this shit up If I tried It sounds like something A guy from high school might say Not a guy in his mid forties.
His level of debauchery Is way worse than I thought There is no way I should entertain Getting together with this neanderthal. For as much as he thinks He is an intellectual He thinks more often with his cock!
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Shared Some Stuff With Him. A Poem
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Posted:Sep 16, 2019 10:09 pm
Last Updated:Sep 20, 2019 8:22 pm
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I shared some stuff with him Some stuff that I rarely share I think he can clearly see How uninhibited And passionate I can be.
He said it turned Him on immensely. Which made me smile Hoping that he is Turned on enough That he doesn't renege From our next Scheduled rendezvous. And that he shows up!
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Less Than My Best. A Poem
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Posted:Sep 16, 2019 2:28 am
Last Updated:Sep 20, 2019 2:47 pm
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He remembers When I was better In a better mood In better spirits.
It is a good thing He saw me once that way For he can cut me Some slack today.
It is true I am less than my best My mind not as sharp My mood not as cool But you won't see Me pretend Or act the fool.
I will just be quieter As I am introspective. It is how I get when Things are bothering me. If only I had a way to deal With such gloominess. Have you any ideas?
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