GROWING IDEAS By Michael Sage

GROWING IDEAS
By Michael Sage

Your mind at peace - lazing around a crackling campfire,
Deep within - a thought of something to which you aspire.
The dawning of a new idea - you feel the spark of a little fire,
Growing bigger day by day - until it’s a fully-fledged desire.

Stoke the coals within - let the flames engulf you like wildfire,
Keep on stoking - never allow the flames of desire to expire.
Seek what you need - don’t be shy to ask for help or to enquire,
For lack of information - can force your pursuit to misfire.

Sink your teeth into your desire - like a unforgiving bloodthirsty vampire,
Exercise your brains - allow your dendrons to rewire.
Mull your mind - work it hard - allow it to perspire,
While gathering information - which you need and must acquire.

Times will come that will be tough – like treading through a soggy quagmire,
Persistence is the thing - which you will then most require.
Dream stealers will attempt to hold you back - hoping your ideas will backfire,
Believe in yourself - unwaveringly - and stick with people that inspire.

You’ll be amazed at what you can achieve - and what will transpire,
The end result  - your pride and joy - for all and sundry to admire.
The castles you’ve built  - the dynasty you’ve created - what an empire,
The completion of your task - before you lay down and retire.

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May I Kiss You?

MAY I KISS YOU ? by Janette

MAY I KISS YOU ? by Janette I ask if I may kiss you. You just smile; no answer is necessary. My initial kiss is just a flirting of our lips. My tongue lightly flicking - Like I am asking, "Do you want me?" The tip of my tongue runs all around your lips. Touching every part, Inside and out - Over and over again. Tickling you, tickle, tickle, goes my tongue. Now I press my lips gently to yours. Rubbing your lips back and forth against mine. My kisses are hot and fast. I cannot rest long in any one place. I have such a need to go on. I trail kisses of passion all over your face. Then back to your mouth. Our tongues dance together. We are exploring. I circle your tongue with the tip of mine. You echo the pattern back to me. I lick the sides, underside and the top. You echo back. I suck your lower lip. You echo back. We repeat, repeat, repeat. The sensations are driving our emotions. We are wild for each other. You thrust your tongue in and out. The movements are rhythmic and stabbing. Simulating our love making during mating. I ask again, do you want me? I can tell that you do. No words are necessary.

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