Eyes?

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Poetry Eyes 2024

INDEX:

A Rose

A Smile

All Numb

Amber Megan 

Amber Megan ?

Ana (Mistress Mischief)

Angel

Angel of Heaven

Avinar El (My Jinn)

BebitaLinda

Bella

Bendlyn

Bitter Girl

Brandy

Breasts

Bride of Baudelaire

Broom

Changed

Chantal 1,2?

Dead Eyes

Dearest Lady

Demon of the Dark

Denied Love

Dominated

Erotic Dominated

Eyes

Far Away

Fat Love

Five Percent

For Sam

Friendship

Green EyesHandles

Haunted Eyes

Hot Chocolate

Illusions of Love 1

Illusions of Love 2

Iron Woman

Janis

Joyous Souls

Kami

Lady Chocolate

Lady of Light

Linsee

Liz Complete

Long Distant Love

Lost Life

Lost Self

Loves Pain

Lust

Madame Ghotti (Needs editing)

Mask

Melissa

Mike

Minerva

Monie

Morgoti

Morning Star

Morrigen

Morrigen-Erica

Muslim Womans Eyes

Nadine

Of Lovers 1

Of Lovers 2

On Ruby Wings

Paige

Poems of a Woman

Sex Rocks

On Ruby Wings

School Glory

Semper Fi

Sex For Peace

Sex Rocks

Shaka Baby (edit?)

Shantal

Shorty

Step By Step (Small Steps?)

Snow

Snow

Step By Step 

Steps 12

Survivors Guilt

Sweet And Shy

Tabitha

There

To See Your Jenny Cry

Tweekers Love and Humor

Val Lapp

Val Lapp part 2?

Vampires Kiss (edit)

Vampires Kiss (Total?)

Wind Cry

Women Of My Illusions

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P-A Rose 2016

oh, ah your eyes like diamond sparking black and dark, 

mysterious they are, hiding lust behind cold hard eyes.. 

cold eyes, passions light a fire of lust and passions dark 

and dangerous, miles separated, but souls bound together 

he sees her there, and falls hard to the floor, 

not a floor of wood or stone, but of love and lust eternal, 

unrequited and unable to be showed and done.. 

bodies tied together, kiss for kiss, touch for touch, 

feel and warmth shared as passions flame hot and burning bright.. 

one nite, an eternity of love and bliss. shared passions.. 

oh touch, and caress, cuddles and kisses, fluids shared 

and dreams explored. shall I kiss you slow, hands exploring 

down a back, cloths sliding off, kisses gentle on shoulders bare, 

hair flowing down, moved by lovely women, in mind, 

heart and mind.. eyes of crimson dark, or brown as earth, 

warm and heated by the sun.

Mike

2003

For Rose

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P-A Smile 2022

A smile 

that shines 

into darkness 

of my heart 

and draws out 

the love and delight 

of the site of her 

sitting before me, 

full of form, 

shoulders to be kissed, 

ears to tasted, 

eyes to be seen 

and locked in, 

for to see them, 

and her soul, 

is my delight 

and bliss..

Mike

2004

(2006 edited some)

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P-All Numb 2017

No eyes to see

No ears to hear

No skin to feel

All senses numb

All senses dead

No distractions

No pain felt

All tastes dead

All is dead and dull

Left alone

No distractions

Just the empty space

Alone and happy

or just to numb?

Mike Adams

2011

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P-Amber Megan 2016

Well, your hair is like amber 

rivers falling from the heavens sunlight, 

eyes full of mirth and joy, 

teasing to say more, nose perky and upturned, 

ah to see it full, lips and smile, 

light the room, and broaden the sunlights 

amber of her hair.. lips to be savored and kissed, 

tongues to be twisted, body to be held close 

and explored by loving hands, long and slow, 

every nook and cranny, nose to smell her scent, 

soft and gentle, taking time to savor each drop of it..

until life passes and joined in heavenly bliss, 

two bodies entwined as lovers, cloths gone in a heap, 

lost to the side, as hands explore, 

lips and kisses taste each others body, 

warm and hot the temperature rises, 

as the bodies join, and joy comes 

like a torrent of rivers of passions fruit..

Breast to breast, body to body, thrust to thrust, 

each body giving its all 

inspired passiones that rose from long time denied, 

never to be given, but always there, 

to explore on a nite of control lost, 

the lovers fall to bed, and gasp, 

YES they collectively say, and laugh and giggle 

at the coincidence of words said together, 

for they explored both together first to kiss

then to touch, then to explore and finally 

to explode together in mutual sunfire 

inspired bursts of solar power.

Amber Kiss Part 2

Ah to kiss, cheek to cheek, lips wanting more, but denied for to explore the passions shared, 

brings doom and agony most dire, as they know the kissing, hugging, cuddles caught, 

and touches and looks given, will destroy them both, one for life given up 

the other for love no longer able to be returned, for death brings an end..

even of passions needs..

Mike 

2003

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P-Amber Megan 2016

Well, your hair is like amber 

rivers falling from the heavens 

sunlight, eyes full of mirth and joy, 

teasing to say more, nose perky and upturned, 

ah to see it full, lips and smile, light the 

room, and broaden the sunlights amber of her hair.. lips to be 

savored and kisses, tongues to be twisted, body to be held close 

and explored by loving hands, long and slow, every nook and 

cranny, nose to smell her scent, soft and gentle, taking time 

to savor each drop of it..until life passes and joined in 

heavenly bliss, two bodies entwined as lovers, cloths gone in 

a heap, lost to the side, as hands explore, lips and kisses taste 

each others body, warm and hot the temperature rises, as the 

bodies join, and joy comes like a torrent of rivers of passions 

fruit.. 

Breast to breast, body to body, thrust to thrust, each body 

giving its all inspired passiones that rose from long time 

denied, never to be given, but always there, to explore on a 

nite of control lost, the lovers fall to bed, and gasp, YES 

they collectively sigh, and laugh and giggle at the coincidence 

of words said together, for they explored both together first 

to kiss then to touch, then to explore and finally to explode 

together in mutual sunfire inspired bursts of solar power.

Amber Kiss Part 2

Ah to kiss, cheek to cheek, lips wanting more, but denied for to explore the passions shared, brings doom and agony most dire, as 

they know the kissing, hugging, cuddles caught, and touches and 

looks given, will destroy them both, one for life given up the 

other for love no longer able to be returned, for death brings an 

end.. even of passions needs..

Mike Adams

05/27/03

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P-Ana (Mistress Mischief) 2016

In your eyes, eyes that flash 

with smiles and frowns, 

with morons and with clowns, 

with lovers and with friends, 

to light the room or strike it down, 

her eyes smile, her smile smiles, 

and death has no place in my heart, 

for her smile is of light and joy, 

of love and pleasure shared, not of sex,  

but of soul, of vision done as one.. 

How can I describe it, 

the alter of her being, 

smooth of skin, lithe of body, 

face to cause me to slaughter 

each other for a moment of her 

time. How to worship at your alter, 

or die trying. How can I love you, 

with pain, and delight, 

of love and carress, 

or look and delight, 

of touch and sight, 

or soul and more, 

of kiss and carress, 

of hair and a mess. 

Or just you being you.. 

smile for me?

Darkness falls, the world 

is at an end, for she 

has closed the curtains tight, 

from my heart, and words. 

ah sweet light, how thou 

tempts me to look up and 

enjoy the heat, warmth 

and pleasure of your rays and times,  

but darkness comes to quick, and   

I am cast down back into the pit  

of my own doubt, and lonely soul.  

Trapped once agian, until you fall, 

fall into this darkness to light it up,  

to give it hope, truth, knowledge, 

and more.. But until then, I sleep..

Mike Adams

2004

Mistress Mischief in your eyes, eyes that flash with smiles and frown, with morons and with clowns, with lovers and with friends, to light the room or strike it down, her eyes smile, her smile smiles, and death has no place in my heart, for her smile is of light and joy, of love and pleasure shared, not of sex, but of soul, of vision done as one.. 

darkness fall, the world is an end, for she has closed the curtains tight, from my heart, and words. 

ah sweet light, how thou tempts me to look up and enjoy the heat, warmth and pleasure of your rays and times, but darkness comes to quick and I am cast down back into the pit of my own doubt, and lonely soul. Trapped once agian, until you fall, fall into this darkness to light it up, to give it hope, truth, knowledge, and more.. But untul then, I sleep..

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P-Angel 2016

Hair tight and up, 

eyes mischief incarnate, 

eyebrows that inspire, 

nose perky and bobbied, 

eats pierce and lickable, 

hands crossed to hide 

behind them, 

breasts firm and lovely, 

like mountains of love 

and joy to the eyes of man, 

with many things 

hidden behind cloths, 

dark and glitter..

Mike

2003

For Angel

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P-Angel of Heaven 2016

She stands before me, 

a creature of heaven, 

bright and angelic, 

hair flowing down past 

shoulder pale and lovely, 

eyes bright and full of life 

and promise, 

nose, cute 

more would waste the words, 

lips that beg to be kissed, 

long and hard, 

tasting each inch and part, exploring tongues 

that entwine like wild snakes, 

A chin that is strong and firm, 

shoulder bare to his kisses, 

and tongues and tasting, 

as his hands clasp around wth hers. 

Pulling each other close, 

warmth combined, enflaming, 

souls that explode and mingle 

like snow and fire or of oil with oil.. 

Like one being.. They stand, 

moving together,  gliding together as one, 

cloths sliding off, thrown away like waste, 

strewn around the room in their 

haste to come to gether 

and express their mutual lust and love.

Mike

2003

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P-Avinar El (My Jinn) 2016

So what you doing 

other than being 

more like an angel 

to my eyes, 

to make this poor world 

seem like hell 

and I dragged her 

from your 

gaze and beauty 

by a cruel world.. 

Here, just drawing in 

the joy of your face, 

the peace of it, 

and the calm of it, 

to see it for every day 

until the end is here, 

would be paradise..

I should go soon, 

to much heaven 

dulls my mind 

and makes me sleepy..

I got a goal, 

now to make it happen? 

but okay, 

buddies for now, 

but like diamonds, 

gold and emeralds, 

you a hot item, 

wealth beyond measure 

and if I don't get you, 

some one else ill.. 

He best be damn good.. 

you are Helen, 

to drive men mad 

with lust, desire, 

to have you, 

to keep you, 

to take you away, 

to know you, 

to quest and have you, 

to know the pleasures 

of your company, 

or just star dumb, just looking..

Nose, is cute, 

like a deers nose, 

soft to the touch, 

to be kissed 

and teased, 

nose to nose, 

or tongue or more.. 

how to love it, 

but it is you, 

the whole you, 

and no more.. 

Take care, 

I am off, 

to dream of you, 

and hold you close.. 

why you bring it out, 

should I not share it, 

or keep it hidden?

understand to well, 

that is the tragedy 

of us, time, space, 

and net, tie us and divides us.

Mike

Work in progress 2005

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P-BebitaLinda

Damn fine women 

I see before me, 

hair short and fine, 

eyes sharp and 

piercing, nose rounds and pugly, 

but far from ugly, one to be kiss and 

touched.. Lips lovely and kissing, 

before my face, I see a beauty, 

whose lips are great for kissing, 

for holding and hugging. A smile 

that shines into darkness of my heart 

and draws out the love and delight of 

the site of her sitting before me, full of 

form, shoulders to be kissed, ears to 

tasted, eyes to be seen and locked in, 

for to see them, and her soul, is my 

delight and bliss..

Mike

2004

(2006 edited some)

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P-Bella

Bella, a women 

of dark skin, 

but soft as satin, 

soft and supple,

body full of promise, 

eyes that speak 

of many things 

of man and his lusts 

and desires, 

lips full 

and enticing 

to make 

a saint fall 

from grace 

to kiss them 

long and full, 

tongue entwined, 

satin tight and formed 

to fit her tight 

and silk that shows 

only what she wants, 

promising many things..

Mike

2004

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P-Bendlyn

 

She stands before me, 

a creature of heaven, 

bright and angelitic,

hair flowing down past 

shoulder pale and lovely, 

eyes bright and full

if life and promise, nose, 

cute more would waste 

the words, lips

that beg to be kissed, 

long and hard, tasting 

each inch and part,

exploding tongues 

that entwine like 

wild snakes, chin 

that is strong and firm, 

shoulder bare to his kisses, 

and tongues and tasting, as

his hands clasp around with hers. 

Pulling each other close, 

warmth combined, inflaming, 

souls that explode and mingle 

like snow and fire.

or of oil with oil.. 

like one being.. 

They stand, moving together,  

gliding together as one, 

cloths sliding off, 

thrown away like wasted

items not needed.

 

Mike Adams

2003/2013

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P-Bitter Girl

I need a muse to live for, to inspire me to heights of poetic 

bliss.. why not dear, you are a lovely women, sexy and lithe of 

body, smart and grand of mind and soul, why would not a man wish 

to worship such a being of beauty as you and be inspired for an 

eternity and more.. wanting but to worship and pleasure her or 

she with him?

starting with your feet, and working my way up legs of iron, and 

hips just nicely wide for good love, and breasts shaped to be 

beheld, neck and shoulders bare to my eyes, and lips, and lips 

to be kissed long and hard, tongues entwined and shared..

Grin, and shared as one, us together in our dreams, a dinner long 

and sensous, eyes meeting and souls merged as one, lips to be 

kissed.. Yes, vegetarian, but his meat is not for normal dining 

but for sharing, for exploring, for tasting but not eating as we 

know it. as long as you do not mind one piece of mine, that may 

be said to be meat, that you will make an exception to no-meat?

Then dancing, close, cheek to cheek, with all knowing from our 

looks that it is love, a meeting of not only bodies but of souls..

grin.. as long as if the mode goes as we might go, that I can 

gather at the garden of your sweet rivers of legs, as they come 

together, to explore the garden and the gates within, and behold 

the small pleasure bud and excite it to budding and watered lawns.

the garden has a lawn and it must be excited to be wet.. 

"hi, hello...and i will plunge into your sweet bud and water your lawn 

with my big garden hose..." a loving man, who wishes to share a 

moment if at all possible, with a lovely lady!? what happiness can 

a man have but a moment of pleasure, physical or just social.. 

you have it dear.. Will have to have you come north, so we can 

explore each other and live with together, for I would love to 

have a warm women like you as a live in roomie/lover..

Mike Adams

2004

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P-Brandy

How can I compare my love 

to a single day, for an eternity 

of delight she does present me, 

her laugh, her sighs, the touch 

of her thighs, as I tease her gently 

with my love, exploring the 

recesses of her garden of delight, 

her eyes that flash as we 

come together as one, 

thrust for thrust, 

scratch for scratch, 

moan for moan, 

until with passions shared, 

we fall together

in moanful bliss, 

exploding as one being, 

entwined in lips and 

bodies combined..

Oh, her hair like darkness falling to shoulders bare, and white.

Like rivers of ebony, to my sight, I do behold her eyes,

ah the pain of knowing she is there, but so far away. A kiss,

a whisper, a memory buried deep and dark I do hide away

of the times together, locked as lovers. To kiss her lips once

again, her neck, and cheeks.. her nose quite fair. To tease her 

with my careesses and shared in twined, hips in motion slow and 

deliberately, cloths aschew across the room, from door to 

bedroom dark, we did ride until we find peace in side each others 

hearts, minds arms and soul. And blissfully asleep in each others 

arms, to greet the day and know the night was paradise unbound. 

To sadly part to our parts in the play of life..

Mike Adams

2003

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P-Breasts:

I keep wanting 

to see your breasts.. 

naked to the view 

of my eyes, 

though camera 

stand in front of me, 

it is in my minds view, 

to touch and tease them, 

kiss and squeeeze them, 

suck and pinch them, 

slow and gentle, or 

hard as wanted or not.. 

Mike

2004

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P-Bride of Baudelaire

no problem madame, 

for your eyes light, 

like beacons of the nite,

guiding poor lost fools 

to the light and joy 

of your site and thoughts

of embrace, or just 

to behold your eyes close 

and fall into them

and kiss your lips full 

of pleasure and promise, 

but saying nothing..

for the beholding of you 

drives them deaf and dumb, 

for there is just you 

and nothing more is important..

Mike

2004

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P-Broom:

oh broom, how to use you, 

to sweep and dust, to hunt and peck, 

to speak of many things, or just 

beat you head and shoulders down 

and lost, or just ram it up your butt 

until you see it in face and mouth..

Oh to run my hands down your front, 

to find your balls and pull on them, 

stroke them, pull your penis taught, 

and bring them closer, not by means 

nice and gentle, but just ripp them 

from your body, tease them and squeeze 

them, and know you dying with out them..

Women of My Illusions: oh.. sorry.. well, dear from what I remember, you are poetry, to my mind, a lovely being of face, hair, eyes and neck, body and mind, soul and sexy in a whole way, an illusion of my deluted mind, the hope of a greater thing, that disapates with the mornings sun..

Mike Adams

200?

Not sure of the motivation for this, angry female friends or ...

one or more than one poem?

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P-Changed

Young and full of life

They train hard

And come to see

The aurora

Far from home warm

Parents and friends

Far away in warm lands

And to the cold

And then too hot

But not home

But a land of

Hills and mountains

And they come back changed

For a birthday year

Much can change

Eyes show much

Drinking much

Says much as well

but says more

is lifestyle destructive

or just suicide.

Mike

201?

For Tim USMC and several others, or just wish the kids the best and when they get home, 

they find life fun and worth living.

Mike

201?

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P-Chantal 2011 (For Kirby Shantal)

To draw you out, to know the sight not only of your beauty, but your soul, to know you inside and out, to draw it all out, and know it all, tease and play, join with and share, bodies, minds, souls and to touch each in turn, eye to eye, lips to lips, hands to hands, bodies moving in time together, hands running down bodies warm and sweaty.. to stroke hair, ears, neck and back, and run down hands to cheeks firm and split..

Mike Adams

2011

P-Chantal (For Kirby Shantal)

to draw you out,

to know the sight

not only of your beauty,

but your soul, to know you

inside and out, to draw it

all out, and know it all,

tease and play, join with

and share, bodies, minds,

souls and to touch each

in turn, eye to eye, lips to lips,

hands to hands, bodies

moving in time together,

hands running down bodies

warm and sweaty.. to stroke

hair, ears, neck and back,

and run down hands to

cheeks firm and split..

Mike

2011

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P-Dead Eyes

 

Eyes stare back

they are dead

and black, no life

there, but memories

 

Memories of 

the time I saw

them last. 

 

And what we 

was to do 

and said 

and dreamed.

 

They did it to

themselves, but

what of us 

the survivors?

 

Those who live

past the moment

of their death

 

Be it accident

or stupidity

or suicide

 

Those eyes stare

back and I 

forget all 

and nothing.

 

So I cry

and other

as well for 

memories gone 

but remembered

 

but not up front

but behind 

the mask

we put up

 

hope it will

stay there

but our

makeup runs

and the pain

comes through.

 

Dinner anyone?

 

Mike

2006

 

Wierd how the death of someone, will haunt you for years. For Eugene Dalilak, Everett Dick, Bon Tate, Karen, Karl and others I still find hard to remember, or name, or even remember their names, but one day the pain will back to the game, and we can deal with things.

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P-Dearest Lady:

Dearest lady, 

how to explain 

of love and desire, 

of love I know, 

or of the love 

of loving 

to chase and have, 

to know the delights 

and desires 

under cloths 

and skin, 

of flesh 

and kisses 

long and intense, 

to know her intimately, 

of soul and dreams 

of pasts and cremes, 

of smell and joys many, 

how to explain 

to her my desires 

and wants, passions 

and needs, 

but first of hers, 

what is her wants, 

her needs, 

for with out hers, 

it is just teasing myself, 

pleasing myself, 

having myself, 

enjoying myself, 

and I can do that alone.

oh to hold her 

vision and eyes, 

to walk close, 

each step an agony 

for my muscles say RUN, 

faster, 

grab and take her now. 

but no, 

all in due time, 

slow Mike, 

be slow, 

but how I ask myself, 

when my heart races, 

my pulse is exploding 

one beat after another, 

like kettle drugs..

how I wish to kiss her, 

tease and please her, 

to feel the curves 

of her body mold 

with mine, 

to know the warmth 

of her body, 

to smell the scents 

of her scent, 

but most to just 

hold her close, 

and know her close.. 

to look in eyes 

of love and know, 

she loves me, 

and I love her back, 

all else is just illusions..

Mike

2005

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P-Demon of the Dark (For someone D20 Game)

A sea, a sea, oh blasted is the sea,

Dangers evil and untold, awaits you

in the rock of the moon and stars

in the sea of blasted sun.

Lost women of the nite, 

strikes her there, beneath the stary sky, 

of dark and nite, it rises into the sky

Evil, is its name, and curse.

Oh maiden, you are lost to us

for lusts drive us all, and your

drove you more, more 

on into the darkness I see

She lies there across the sea, 

to see the eye, you must seek the eye

for all is there, death and darkness

stone and unholy beasts.

Who come from inside

and out, from beyond and here.

But riches vast and painful won.

Sparkle is the stars, and all is nite.

Beware the demon of the Dark!

Mike Adams

2005

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P-Denied Love:

Time is fleeting, ever passing into the day ago. 

Why do we hope for more than this I will never know.

Thou I do hope for more than this, for all I have is 

hopes and a dream for more. than this mortal frame can

have, but in hope I find a purpose a direction, and 

my dreams a reason to go on, day and day, hour and hour, 

and on until one day my feet can move no more, falling 

one in front of the other, and lay down and rest my 

head on the gentle hills of home and dream of you my 

lady love once more. 

But until that time is here, I can not think of you for 

the pain it brings to me, I can not think of your sweet 

caress, the smell of your hair, and the feel of your body 

next to mine, for the pain it brings, and to you as well.

I can not face you, face to face, eye to eye, for my heart 

will flutter and fly into worlds of fantasy and illusion 

beyond all reality and hope for peace, for all I want to 

do is to behold you once again, but in this I have pledged 

to never see you again, to talk to you, to know of what you 

do, and why, so in my honor and my word I deny you totally, 

no matter the pain and anguish, the loss and ending, 

to try to extinguish the feelings you have enflamed in me, 

but to no avail, so I deny you totally and blank you from my 

totally from my mind. 

For denying you for now is the only answer I know, and in this 

I write these words to work it out and let others know of loss 

of love and to hope for a better day when I can behold you in 

all your loveliness and see the light in your eyes once again, 

and hope it is for me you see, and for me you do shine with such 

a light that the stars and sun are no match, but alas that day 

will never come but in my mind and illusions. So this I pray 

for all my days to just let it be, and forget you for now 

and pray for another day.

Love Mike

Mike Adams

May 1998

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P-Dominated 2011

(Poem or comment?)

Ever wanted to dominate someone, and make them do anything you want, be your sex slave as you please/tease them as well?

I so want to look down and see her mouth wrapped around my cock,

her hands on my balls, as she looks up at me with lust in her

eyes, wanting to please me, knowing she has control, but ...

or to look down, and see your cock in her ass or pussy in doggy

style, and know she is yours!!

Like to be taken like a wench? Dominated?

Mike Adams

200?

Comment is likely.

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P-Erotic Dominate 2011

Your pic reminds me of a gal I know locally, man love to ... do

things with her and have her scream my name, and not her

husbands.. but .. 

Damn, I so wanted to just push her back to the bathroom, kissing

each other, running hands all over each other, and push into the

bathroom and go for broke.

Wish it was you, I do wish it was your face looking up at mine,

with a wild look of lust in your eyes, as you suck on and run

your mouth, lips and tongue up and down the shaft, and head of

my cock..

Or found your self sitting on a sink, thinking of some guy,

playing with yourself, legs spread wide, fingers deep in your

pussy, or teasing your clit, and you feel hands and tongue and

realize that a guy is there eating you out?

Ever wanted to dominate someone, and make them do anything you

want, be your sex slave as you please/tease them as well?

I so want to look down and see her mouth wrapped around my cock,

her hands on my balls, as she looks up at me with lust in her

eyes, wanting to please me, knowing she has control, but ...

or to look down, and see your cock in her ass or pussy in doggy

style, and know she is yours!!  Like to be taken like a wench?

Dominated?

Mike Adams

200?

Last part made into Dominated but ?

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P-Eyes 2016: 

love your eyes, how they flash. 

your lips as they think with fingers, 

your chin as it speaks of many things, 

your hair as it dangles there.... 

your smile, that lights my heart, 

speaking of many things unsaid 

and desires to be explored.. 

how your eyes speak of desires we share, 

your shoulders bared to my eyes, 

and my hands have but to draw 

the top down and explore for not.. 

your impish beauty, inspired me to many things, 

of lust, of love, of desires I have many, 

to hold, caress and tease, 

but mostly to share, to be with, 

to know and share love and affection.. 

soft and slow, fast and passionate, 

all may come one day.. 

two beings together as one, 

lovers, friends, family. 

Joined in ways only two souls can be.. 

you got the most funniest eyes.. 

I could become addicted to them.. 

your eyes are like twin torches of fun and joy.. 

they show your naked funny soul.. 

and it is a delight.. 

Mike Adams 

2005

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P-Far Away: (old?)

Oh far away is home from this land

of sunshine and jungles thick. 

I dream of it on nights I can, of

home and the times we spent.

Oh how young we were once, 

and the things we did 

in springtime air,

to see you once again, 

to rest my

head once more in your lap, 

to smell your hair once again, 

to know your caress once again, 

but instead all

I know is duty and honor and country, 

but for what?

Who can know me like you do, 

oh dear lady love. 

My friends here know me well, 

for I have saved them, 

and they have saved me many times.. 

But not as you do. 

Thru thick and thin 

I do travel with them 

and we know our calls, 

to hear the copters sweet song 

while bullets buzz by, 

to know the call for them is close, 

and danger is so real, 

death is our companion, 

our lover and our friend.

To know her is to love her, 

but in that love is the quandry, 

for she demands a heavy toll, 

of life and sometimes love. 

So I sit here in this place 

so far from you, and dream of you 

one last time, as my other lady 

creeps onto me, dulling my sight, 

and mind, until all I feel is a strange 

cold in such a hot and damp place, 

so far from you my love, 

I hear her call, of deaths sweet embrace. 

I feel her loving caress, 

so sweet but final, like a spring days ending.

Oh, to feel your hair, and knows its

scent one last time, but that is not

to be, for in my end, 

I have one thought of you, 

and the friends that I save this day, 

for I know I shall not see you again 

my lady love, 

other than in the words 

of my friends of this day, 

this final day,

for I know them well, 

for they shall tell you of my last day, 

and last words were of you my lady dear, 

so far and so close to me, 

I reach for you, 

but can not raise my hands 

for they are gone away, 

my feet can not move, 

my heart is slowing, and my brain is numb.

I gasp from lungs gone for you 

my lady love and know your memories

will lead me to a better place.

Of this I know, I loved you then, and love you now 

and for an eternity I shall love you still. 

I thank you for the times and love, I have had from you, 

and the love I give to you, please do not cry, 

for it makes your mascari run, and you look

so sad and then so funny, like a poor clown, 

it makes me grin too and happy to have seen you

 in my minds eye once again..

I shall see you again my dear, on judgment day, 

for nothing can keep me from your side on that day. 

My last words to you from your soldier far away.

Mike Adams

May 1998

Written for several.

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P-Fat Love

(edited 2018)

We got pains 

we deal with it,  

how you ask? 

Drink and drugs, 

fast cars and bikes, 

and women slutty.

With attitudes 

and fortitude, 

guns and platitudes, 

looks in our eyes, 

and fights in bars.

Who gives a fuck, 

we do, but can't say it.

Pains we have, and needs, 

and not ones to be shared 

with a bone girl

shallow in her cosmos 

inspired looks 

and desires 

but a women strong and big, 

fat or just big of bone, 

we care not, 

for she is real, 

not some goddess 

of paint and silicon, 

diets unnatural, 

locked in some 

abusive cycle of 

her own making 

and death inspired looks.

We need a big 

fat biker bitch to come 

in here and give us love.. 

and reality..

Big women, special and unique, 

not some artificial women of Esquire fame. 

She is not some tall goddess untouchable, 

cold to the touch, lost in her drug induced 

quest for thin, and deaths door of skeltal frame. 

She no clone, like so many models of fame, 

who look alike, think alike and do things alike, 

like marching nazis in parade, 

off to their doom of drugs bingers, 

vomit and purges, until all is left 

is some mindless zombie looking good or skeletal, 

but far from real, for her soul is gone

to some pile of magazines high, 

but she is dead, lost to the flashes of the

lights of Hollywood or new York.

Me had hotties with souls most foul 

and uglies with hearts of gold, 

and beautiful beyond comprehension, 

for they are real, nice, soft 

and delightful of mind, body, taste

and touch, love given and returned, 

nice and gentle, with no demands other

than a cuddle, a touch an kind word and more.

Known hotties with souls of demons, 

and big ladies with hearts of angels.

Mike

200?

far from complete?

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P-Five Percent:

A room, cave, dark and dreary.

a chair rises up but not to the sky,

but to cloths, or to a human,

figure in dirty clothes, alive

or dead? hard to tell, all you

can see  is the cloths, figure there

now  and later, lost in dreams or

darkness  boozed up and lost

in a world long dead and lost.

Abandoned by all but others

of like nature and a bartender

thirsting for their money but

not for their lives.

A heap of what is flesh and bone.

Of rags and cloths unwashed.

A smell of urine and booze,

and body unwashed for weeks.

A being crumpled on stool,

often for hours unending

until closing and thrown out

to fend for self in a cold

dark world, hoping to find

warmth and comfort, but

not likely, for all are done

with them, for they are

chronic in their nature,

unwilling or unable to change

hopeless drunks or players

of games of chance.

Pull tabs fall below them on

the floor in a heap, as

the money they get, or

have falls into a bars till.

A drink done many times

in front, and will there

be money for another

and another, to might as

well have a straw into a

bottle with no bottom.

For all hope is gone,

brain is dead, liver wants

relief and smells of it.

Stench smelled from feet away

Face cragged and suffering from

decades of neglect. Eyes dead

to the world, mouth

drooling booze, and puke

Chronic or just plain terminal

Once alive, but now just waiting to die.

Slow and painful, all cast away

for family is done with them

for they are selfish,

or just lost. Lost to a world

uncaring or caring but unable to

help, for its hard to lead them

away from the water of death

they crave, and death style.

In places named for holy,

speed and northern, they rot

slowly and end up homeless

and forgotten and dead.

Dead slow, or suicidal,

all is the same, for its

self destruction all the same.

Nights of sleeping with

persons just for booze.

A place to stay, a life of

degradation and prostitution

and abuse, molested and used.

So in this, I say, who cares

for the five percent?

Detox, and shelter?

Police and ambulance?

Family who throws them out?

Mike Adams

2010

sorry been working on a poem, about a person or what is left of a person, after years of living in a local bar.. homeless, lost, and forgotten, nearly dead..well, sadly many go there and stay there..

the hidden 5% or maybe the 5% many see but not see past to the 95% who are sober and clean and happy?

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P-For Sam

I scream from the passion of my love, but it is not you. 

I pine for the love of him with me, but it is not you. 

I die for his touch, his love and much, but not for you..

You spurned me, and now I love another, he is better

more carrying and one hell of a better lover than you.

to have you hear, to hold you close, to look into your eyes 

and know the love there, shared as one, to feel your warmth 

and share mine as well, to let you know all is well, 

that you are loved and desired, to feel your touch, 

and exploring hands, shared exploration, as holds and massages 

turns to kisses full and tongues entwined and hands ripping 

cloths off in a flurry of passions shared, as we fall to the bed, 

kissing, touching, screaming, moaning, exposed flesh and parts 

tasted and touched.. and then, the garden wet is opened, 

soft and gentle, by hands and tongue, or just hands and member erect, 

it explores just inside to see, and finds it warm and inviting.

and her body willing to the touch of it, just inside it goes, 

with his hands and hers holding butts close, and tight, 

the member goes in and out with soft slow rhythm at first 

but with time and help it is faster, matching her time, 

joined as one like bolt to hole, nail to wood..

One of mine? 2004

I think it is one of Sams poems, its from the feminine or gay male perspective?

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P-Friendship 2016

Friends, the dark days, 

the light day, the hard days, 

the nite times shared not out of lust, 

or desire, or even vice and degradation 

but out of love, 

of companions and times shared, 

love between two people, 

not of lust or some base desire, 

but out of the need to be social, 

to share moments, words, 

comments and vents or just hugs, 

and being there, and to know 

each others pains and help, 

and to see the pain 

in the others eyes and wish it gone, 

gone by sharing between two, 

not one alone.

Mike

2005/2015

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P-Frozen Michelle

Hair of white, but not her own, but lovely contract to the joy of her face, 

brows thin and tensive, over eyes almond in shape and color, nose flat 

and cute, lips full and kissable, like ripe fruits of hours of love.. 

chin strong and inviting for a kiss.

Mike

2003

For Frozen Michelle

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P-Green Eyes

A women deep in thought, standing

strong and senseous, thinking of one 

she loves, and needs, wants and desires, 

to be there, for sharing and touching, 

loving and talking, knowing and kissing, 

teasing and being close, warming bodies 

combined as one, deep in passions 

throws until the world passes away.

And they lie there, together, locked

as one, fluids shared or just souls 

combined as one..

For Green Eyed Picture 11.

Mike

2003

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P-Handles

Hair long and lucious, smile of white, nose that perks up and 

cute.. 

Ah lady dear, of far you traveled, 

light of frame, bright of smile, 

hair long, falling like rivers of darkness, 

eyes small and light of heavens bliss, 

shoulders bare to the air and kisses, 

hugs and touches of care, 

body hot like passions kiss, 

ah to hold you close, 

and smell your breath

kissing lips light, and nose upturned, 

to carress your hair and ears.. 

ah your smell is peace and sunny, 

your warmth keeps the winter air away, 

our passions flare, kisses, hugs, 

hands carressing and exploring, 

looks of longing, not lust, 

just a quiet desire of longing 

for a friend and lover. ah to feel you close, 

and know you are here, and we together, 

clasped in passions shared, 

of need for love and holding, 

like two peas of a pod, together, 

friends, lovers, buddies and more, 

talk we do together, of wit 

and wisedom we do talk. and concerns, 

of loves and lifes, and how to get more 

than we have. Shared comments, 

and dreams unfolding, 

or just fantasies for the darkess of our 

longing, never to explore our passions shared

always denied, but they, but given for life 

long, as friends close, together always

for one and each other, buddies.

Mike Adams

2003

For Ivie

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P-Haunted Eyes 2016

Haunted eyes, 

like windows 

of the women, 

to see them pierce 

the gloom 

and into my soul, 

dumb I am struck 

by their beauty 

and depth of seeing.. 

To know how plain 

my world is with out 

those eye, piercing me 

hard and fast, 

loving but 

dangerously inviting. 

Seducing my soul to linger 

and captured eternally, 

never wanting to leave, 

for the joy of seeing, 

those eyes, those 

delicious haunted eyes, 

was all he needed 

and cared for, 

until death over took him, 

for the soul may need 

the eyes, but the body 

needs more than just eyes, 

but he died happy.

Mike 

200?

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P-Hot Chocolate:

Hot milky chocolate, 

expanding my mind, 

and senses, hearing, 

sight and touch 

are rendered numb 

and wanting more.. 

Hot, sweet and damn 

delicious to the senses, 

eyes full of the beauty 

of her, the nose smelling 

each delight, the ears 

hearing a voice of 

pleasure delightful, 

the tongue tasting 

the skin and damn yes, 

the hands touching and ... 

More could be said, 

but all that follows 

is damnation of not 

having her here and 

the depression it brings.

Mike

2011

(For Rachel Jones)

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P-Illusions of Love (Dedicated to lost love): 

Time is fleeting, ever passing into the day ago. Why do we hope for more than this I will never know. Though I do hope for more than this, for all I have  is hope and a dream for more than this mortal frame  can have, but in hope I find a purpose, a direction,  and my dreams a reason to go on, day and day, hour  and hour, and on until one day my feet can move no  more, falling one in front of the other, and lay down  and rest my head on the gentle hills of home and dream  of you my lady love once more. But until the time is here, I can not think of you for  the pain it brings to me, I can not think of your sweet  caress, the smell of your hair, and the feel of your body  next to mine, for the pain it brings and to you as well.  I can not face you, face to face, eye to eye, for my heart  will flutter and fly into worlds of fantasy and illussion beyond all reality and hope for peace, and all I want to  do is to behold you once again, but in this I have pledged  to never see you again, to talk to you, to know of what  you do, and why, so in my honor and my word I deny you  totally and blank you from my mind totally. For denying you for now is the only answer I know, and in  this I write these words to work it out and let others know  of loss love and to hope for a better day when I can behold  you in all your loveliness and see the light in your eyes  once again, and hope it is for me you see, and for me you do  shine with such light that the stars and sun are no match, but alas that day will never come but in my mind and  illusions. So this I pray for all my days to just let it be, and forget you for now and pray for another day. 

Mike Adams 

April 24 1998

For Kim, hell was not having her, but knowing I hurt her was hell as well.

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P-Illusions of Love (Dedicated to lost love): 

Time is fleeting, 

ever passing 

into the day ago. 

Why do we hope 

for more than this 

I will never know. 

Though I do hope 

for more than this, 

for all I have  is hope 

and a dream for more 

than this mortal frame  

can have, but in hope 

I find a purpose, 

a direction,  

and my dreams a reason 

to go on, day and day, 

hour  and hour, and on 

until one day my feet 

can move no  more, 

falling one in front 

of the other, 

and lay down  

and rest my head 

on the gentle hills 

of home and dream  

of you my lady love 

once more. 

But until the time is here, 

I can not think of you for  

the pain it brings to me, 

I can not think 

of your sweet  caress, 

the smell of your hair, 

and the feel of your body  

next to mine, 

for the pain it brings 

and to you as well.  

I can not face you, 

face to face, eye to eye, 

for my heart  will flutter 

and fly into worlds 

of fantasy and illussion 

beyond all reality 

and hope for peace, 

and all I want to  do 

is to behold you once again, 

but in this I have pledged  

to never see you again, 

to talk to you, 

to know of what  you do, 

and why, so in my honor 

and my word I deny you  

totally and blank you

from my mind totally. 

For denying you for now 

is the only answer I know, 

and in  this I write 

these words to 

work it out and 

let others know  

of loss love and 

to hope for a better day 

when I can behold  

you in all your loveliness 

and see the light 

in your eyes  once again, 

and hope it is for me you see, 

and for me you do  

shine with such light

 that the stars and sun 

are no match, but alas 

that day will never come 

but in my mind and  illusions. 

So this I pray for all my days 

to just let it be, 

and forget you for now 

and pray for another day. 

Mike Adams 

April 24 1998

For Kim, hell was not having her, but knowing I hurt her was hell as well.

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P-Iron Woman

She is women

Hair of gold

Face like sugar

Eyes that flash

Sugar and sweet and

All that's nice.

But also iron of form

And will but soft

Inside, and flexible

Like spring steel

Eye that flash

Welded, or painful

Mike Adams

2012

(Not worth finishing it?)

For Andrea, more coming.

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P-JANIS

my heart says many things, 

but I am controlled..

ah sweet angel 

of my mind and heart,

to behold you in your glory, 

clothed or naked, 

it is the same, 

for the soul behind 

the screen enfires 

me to passions untold..  

to join with soul to soul, 

heart to heart, 

passion to passion, 

eyes drinking, 

bodies close and warm, 

hands clasped and lips

locked in passions bliss..

Mike

2003

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P-Joyous Souls: 

I see you there, the flow of your body glides my eyes to see you all to know you more to see your eyes and delve into them and know you and hold you close, to slide my hands around your body luscious and feel the warmness of your hands on my ass and mine on yours, we we draw each other closer and feel the bodies as one combined as one moving as one knowing the smells warmth and joy of you, knowing you fully, as cloths slide to the ground and and all that keeps our souls apart. Souls that wish to be together as one joined as one. in joyous music. or just mutual lust shared as one, moving as one, pleasuring each other fully, as one. 

Mike 

2007

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P-Kami

Kami dear, to know 

you fears and hold 

you close to know 

the feel of your warm 

body next to mine, 

to feel your tears slide 

down my face to taste 

them salty and take them 

into me not just not of 

being but also soul, 

to take away  your hates, 

fears and  love your soul, 

body  and more. 

To yes, run my hands 

down your back and cup 

your firm ass and play

with it and pull you 

up to meet me fully.

To kiss your lips and 

know your tongue, but

mostly to see your eyes

and more than just 

your thighs, to see the

depth of your soul

and join not just 

of penis and pussy

but soul to soul, 

mind to mind and know

an eternity of you 

and I as one. 

Even if but an 

instant in our time

but timeless.

Hair dark, skin white

eyes lovely and hidden

but in the finding and

seeing is the love and

desire, to know your soul

feel it and you feel mine

to feel our bodies

quiver at the touch

to know so much

to hold and be held

for ever and a day

to know not just the flesh

but the body, soul

and spirit and join

as one until an age 

passes us by and the 

stars burn out and 

all is left but our 

love to rekindle the 

universe, and bring love

to it all eternal.

Mike

2007

For Kami D

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P-Lady Chocolate:

hello my dear rose 

of delicious chocolate, 

how can this knight serve you?

But to shove a sword through my heart 

ney dear, for to shove one 

I would kiss you and that 

would be tragedy most heinois, 

for I love you more 

than any being of mortal life.

ah my dearest lady, to look 

into the pools of your eyes 

and know that it is not 

your thighs I want  

but our love and soul, 

to share and join with 

for ever more..

yes, my dear you are a hottie, 

and got a body 

that never ends my lust, 

but love you more 

for the way to think 

and your depth of soul. 

Mike

2009?

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P-Lady of Light:

Her eyes do warm the soul, 

to bring light to this darkness, 

to break the shackles 

of depression and anger, 

her eyes to pierce the gloom, 

and break the chains 

that binds his soul 

to the darkness.. 

She walks in grace, 

down the stairs of his prison, 

to find him, to cast away 

the darkness and the shadows, 

for all fall before her love and beauty, 

not dying but reborn in joy and happiness.. 

She sees him, alone in his cell, 

dirty and disgusting in his filth 

and degredation, but she has but 

to touch him and it all falls away 

like a dream you once had, 

but forgotten in the days before birth..

He stands up, his shackles 

fall away as he reachs to her 

and holds her close.  

Two souls joined as one, 

together forever, 

and no gloom can harm them

 in their love and desires, 

for it is born of love shared together, 

neither one above the other, 

shared loves, passions, 

desires, hopes and dreams.. 

together for an eternity 

and a day, never apart 

even when not together.. 

Bliss found and never lost.. 

For even past deaths door 

they go together, 

forever and more..

Mike Adams

2005

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P-Linsee

To see your face

and smile

your eyes bright

and green

and I felt joy

I see you and

want you to

know your smile

and feel

smell and taste

and touch every

day until there

is nothing left

but worlds cinder

and suns burned out

and your smile

re-lights them

anew and all is well.

Mike Adams

2011

(not sure for who, it came and went like snow on a hot night)

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P-Liz Complete

Short and petite, and oh so damn sweat.

Short, sexy, smiles like passions exploding

and desired in eyes mischief.

Body fine and dandy, oh I wish she was handy, 

to love long and slow, or fast and passionate

just being here, close, to know intimately

to feel her hands, to know her smaile, taste of lips

and body warm. and share in the exploration of 

desires shared and even unkknown, to learn

what each needs and wants and do it, explore it

and expand into each other and know each part

intimate..

To feel here riding me, like a wild filly, 

her nipples so damn close to be tasted like

ripe fruits but her breasts riding up and down

in time to out passions shared, ride the pony

GOD ride they pony. To feel her pussy tighten

around my hard cock, to feel her suck the life

out of it, ah yes I quiver.. Damn, your good

you naughty little vixen you, I exclaim

with moaning breath. Ah yes.. to feel her body 

quiver, with passions expressed. 

But to love and pleasure her, to know her wants, 

desires and needs and bring them forth, 

satisfy them wach in turn, to bring her to 

passions peak and beyong and expand each 

in the sharing.

To stare into your eyes, to smell your scent to feel 

the heat build as our hands move to each other, to clasp 

and begin to move to the music, to find the music moving 

us closer, and closer until we are one body on the dance 

floor. Moving as one, until ...

can you feel my hands on your firm ass, touching, squeezing, 

careesing it to the time of the music, my breath on our shoulder, 

my lips teasing, almost touching.

To guide you with the stiffness in my groin, rubbing shifting for you.. 

Moving across the floor as one, up and down, no one knowing 

what we are doing and how it feels.. Teasing your right palm.. 

Feeling your nipples against my chest.. Wanting so much to just 

fuck it, get naked and not caring who sees or what happens, 

just to go for it, to strip cloths off as we move and you jump 

in my lap, to land just so..

with wild abandonment, to slide down the willing shaft, desiring 

your warmth and moist garden of love and lust.. Hair cascading 

down you back, and you scream and I moan, YES. 

Coming together as one.. But reality is here.. We know what 

we want, but ... 

Oh yes. I moan, I so love your mouth, your tongue playing it 

like a harp of heaven, but wanting more and more until...

Damn, you love front, top? I love the image of you on top, 

sliding your loving moist pussy over my shaft, guiding it in, 

and your lovely nipples and breasts firm, for my view and 

teasing pleasure. To tinkle and pinch them. Moving my thumb 

and fingers, in a slight and gentle movement, like uncorking 

your passions.

Mike

2008/2009

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P-LONG DISTANCE LOVE: 

To cute the man says,  

the women replies, yes,  

but you love me anyways,  

yes and more, but how to  

keep my self off the floor

from loving you, 

for you  are there, 

and I am here, 

and the floor is closer,  

than the door, 

how to love  another 

so far away, to kiss  and hug, 

to touch and tease,  

to know her as a women 

and  as a friend, 

with out  the knowing the eyes, 

the soul,  the joy of her sighs, 

the look  of her hair, 

the knowing she is  there 

and he is here, two bodies,  

two souls apart 

but connected  

by wires and glass, 

distances  far 

but love shared.  

Mike 

2005

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P-Lost Life:

I sit here with my head in hand

wondering where my life has gone

what things of glory have I done

what deeds of might and honor

but all I do is sit here in the dark

and lament the wasted years

of depression and of darkness

darkness that I can not let go

for it is all I know.

Even when the light comes in

I block it out, hide it away

from my eyes, for the darkness

is my only comfort.

The light does not feel right

joy escapes of my own twisted choice.

Why can I not accept the joy

and light and live a happy life

why must I torment my self so

for when things are bad, I am comfort

and when they are good, I feel uneasy

uneasy that it will be taken away

cruely, like so many things in life

by a parent, a bully or just god

I know not, just that this has

to end, this life of darkness

of lost love and promises unmade

born was I to do great things

but I have squadered them away

like so much sand, thru fingers

that can not hold my head up

into the light, for the light

comes so quick, and then it is

snatched away, so I deny it

before it can be stolen away

is my claim. I know not,

just that help is not here,

but depression is so close

but held at bay for now

so in the end, what can I say

it is better than I was once

for I am active in finding

work, to replace the one I

so rudely lost of my own

stupidity and nature given

away.

Mike

2004

God I hope this year gets better, cause it is getting worse all the time.

----------

P-Lost Self

Who am I

or was I

I a know

I am loved

but not sure

why for I

have forgotten

who this person

is beside me,

they love me

I know but

why, I have

forgotten for

it is just

filtered and

grey and memories

that seem distant

and many lost

in the abyss that

is now my past

she sits

next to me

and shows me love

but I feel something

but forget why

who and what it was

for all is slowly

sliding away and

I feel hurt

sad and to

please let me go

for I am gone and

it hurts to see

the pain in your eyes

and the fear I feel

in where I am

or was or going

or why you still

hold me close

but I have forgotten

who you are, or was

but only know what

you say you are, wife,

mother, brother,

husband and children

but are you sure

for I know you not,

but know I should

know you and I feel

for you and dim

memories of you or

lost and dying slowly

Thank you, I think

but for what

not sure why but

I feel the love

for your staying on

for when I remember

I know you and am lucid

but its fading more

and more and damn

I have pissed

I think it is what

it is, or druel

or just sorry

I can not speak

or even hold words

in my mind for

what.. lost it

focus gone..

Night I know

let me go, but

you refuse but

why, who was I

what was I and ...

Mike Adams

2011

For Rayenette but for all who have lost a family member/friend,

slowly thru the slide into dementia, and especially those who stay

and take care of them, even if the end will likely be a slow/fast

decent into them not knowing who and why you are taking care of them

and they the spirit that they was, dying, the body left behind

but a husk, with no life.

----------

P-Loves Pain 2014

In sadness and despair 

I do rise up from hells depth 

to shine in skys bright 

with hells fires light 

to shed the anger and despair 

and stand in the open air. 

To throw off the chains 

of death and pain 

to give my all to God, 

Lord and master of all 

I do cry to the heavens 

to release me from this 

mortal bonds and let my 

soul shine high into the sky 

and bless all with the lights 

of my eyes enflamed 

by the pain and agony 

and sins past left behind 

the veil of love and peace, 

of faith and love, trust 

and join and find bliss 

with my lover true. 

Mike 

2003

--------

P-Lust 2020

How can I compare my love to a single day,

for an eternity of delight she does present me,

her laugh, her sighs, the touch of her thighs,

as I tease her gently with my love,

exploring the recesses of her garden of delight,

her eyes that flash as we come together as one,

thrust for thrust, scratch for scratch, moan for moan,

until with passions shared, we fall together in moanful bliss,

exploding as one being, entwined in lips and bodies combined..

Or, her hair like darkness falling to shoulders bare, and white.

Like rivers of ebony, on to my sight, I do behold her eyes,

ah the pain of knowing she is there, but so far away. A kiss,

a whisper, a memory buried deep and dark I do hide away

of the times together, locked as lovers. To kiss her lips once

again, her neck, and cheeks.. her nose quite fair.

To tease her with my careesses and shared in twined,

hips in motion slow and deliberately, cloths aschew across

the room, from door to bedroom dark, we did ride until we

find peace in side each others hearts, minds arms and soul.

and blissfully asleep in each others arms, to greet the day

and know the night was paradise unbound.

to sadly part to our parts in the play of life..

Mike

2003

----------

, ,: Silence, nope, some are a bit violent about not reading it..,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: abrigon,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Hi Gotti, how you doing? Not talking about me, I just love parody..,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: abrigon. Im fine... what?,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Someone asked if anyone here reads HP comments or the books?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Jender, that can be arranged for ya..,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Lesbians never suck, they lick!!,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Gotti, I sent ya something a buddy of mine sent me, nice erotic literature..,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: abrigon to my email?,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Hello Mia..,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: yes?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: having someone stalk you is NO FUN..,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Don't tell her you love her unless you mean it. ,,,,,,,,,,,,

, sukrita_mahon: ABRIGON, WHAT'S WITH THE PORNO?!,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Gotti, very nice, still .... grin..,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: recovering, grin..,,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: lol abrigon,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, moocowseacow: Hey Abrigon!,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: you like to come to Alaska gotti, we need more sexy ladies!!!,,,,,,,,,,,

, moocowseacow: Abrigon you need more heat period in Alaska!,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Mooscow, it was like 70F outside today.. but will chill down laters..,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: so how to get me down there then?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Kara, your hubby likes to watch or ..,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Well all are lesbians, just some have penises..,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Gotti better?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: damn thing is too dark..,,,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: lol abrigon im confused,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, belladonnaprettypoison: hi abrigon,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Gotti is SEXY,,,,,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: thanks abrigon,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: me, got to go shower, darn it. ,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: MIA, she is MINE!!!!,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: grin..,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: okay , I got one nipple you the other?,,,,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: you get which you want Mia and I will take the other one, so we are not sharing nipples, just ..,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Gottis pleasure?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Damn Gotti, now what was I doing.. darn it..,,,,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: things maybe cold here in winter, but it heats up pretty well..,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Customer is always right?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: My capn, my capn, ah shit fuck my capn...,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: lol abrigon... share. ,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, capn_swoosh: abrigon...........you just made my thing twitch....i love it when men shout out my name in passion,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: grin.. sharing you with him, darn. for you okay..,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: love to fuck the Italians, each hot virgin female of them..,,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: abrigon. leaves me out.,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: grin Capn.. ,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: but stay away from Didios, they maybe my nieces.. ,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: ,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Mafioso.. started as a revolutionary group that wandered into crime..,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: damn dark..,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: here ass it was.. and moonlight was there to greet it, but the light was not..,,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: what abrigon,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: like my cam, all I saw was darkness..,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: oe the find \./ as well?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: non fumori?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: no smoking. ,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: but she make me smoke..,,,,,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Seni: Continuo a desiderare vedere i vostri seni. nudo alla vista dei miei occhi, bench� il basamento della macchina fotografica davanti me, esso sia nel mio punto di vista di menti, per toccare e prendere in giro loro, bacio e squeeeze loro, per succhiarli ed intrappolare, lento e da addolcire, o duro come desiderati oppure no.,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

nipples like pancakes spread before me, wanting the syrup of my being, to taste them slow and easy, lips and tongue..,,,,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: it is okay Gotti, we love ya anyways..,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: eyes like diamonds, nuggets of beauty to my sight, hair like pulled back rivers of darknes, lips that speak of many things, but all are for bedrooms and not for common talk..,,,,,,,,

, ,: talk between a man and his wife, of lovers and things they say to one another in a bed of their sharing.. Eye to eye, face to face, body to body, hands and feet touchiung, sharing warmth of soul, spirit and body..,,,,,,

, ,: just take it out and beat it against a tree guys.,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: sorry, you can't do that, I can, and .. damn those trees are abused..,,,,,,,,,

, ,: instructed by who?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: abrigon. thats classified.,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: grin.. ,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: happy man..,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Kill me dear, but do it with love, and sex, passionas shared until I can not go on and die in your arms, my manhood giving you pleasure, deep and dark, and shared..,,,,,,

, ,: ah to suck, to lick, to hold, to handle, to feel and know, to taste and fondle every inch, to know and delight, to bring pleasure, to view and know each inch, yes..,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: ah yes, to feel her mouth wrapped around and loving, my lips around hers as well, to share passions of sucking, fucking, loving and knowing, touching, teasing, showing, giving of each other, soul, mouth, and things more insane..

ah yes, lean back and probe, show and deliver, to see and know, as what one would do together..,,,,,,,,,,

,...,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Silence, nope, some are a bit violent about not reading it..,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: abrigon,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Hi Gotti, how you doing? Not talking about me, I just love parody..,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: abrigon. Im fine... what?,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Someone asked if anyone here reads HP comments or the books?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Jender, that can be arranged for ya..,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Lesbians never suck, they lick!!,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Gotti, I sent ya something a buddy of mine sent me, nice erotic literature..,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: abrigon to my email?,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Hello Mia..,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: yes?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: having someone stalk you is NO FUN..,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Don't tell her you love her unless you mean it. ,,,,,,,,,,,,

, sukrita_mahon: ABRIGON, WHAT'S WITH THE PORNO?!,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Gotti, very nice, still .... grin..,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: recovering, grin..,,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: lol abrigon,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, moocowseacow: Hey Abrigon!,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: you like to come to Alaska gotti, we need more sexy ladies!!!,,,,,,,,,,,

, moocowseacow: Abrigon you need more heat period in Alaska!,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Mooscow, it was like 70F outside today.. but will chill down laters..,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: so how to get me down there then?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Kara, your hubby likes to watch or ..,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Well all are lesbians, just some have penises..,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Gotti better?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: damn thing is too dark..,,,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: lol abrigon im confused,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, belladonnaprettypoison: hi abrigon,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Gotti is SEXY,,,,,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: thanks abrigon,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: me, got to go shower, darn it. ,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: MIA, she is MINE!!!!,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: grin..,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: okay , I got one nipple you the other?,,,,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: you get which you want Mia and I will take the other one, so we are not sharing nipples, just ..,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Gottis pleasure?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Damn Gotti, now what was I doing.. darn it..,,,,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: things maybe cold here in winter, but it heats up pretty well..,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Customer is always right?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: My capn, my capn, ah shit fuck my capn...,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: lol abrigon... share. ,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, capn_swoosh: abrigon...........you just made my thing twitch....i love it when men shout out my name in passion,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: grin.. sharing you with him, darn. for you okay..,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: love to fuck the Italians, each hot virgin female of them..,,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: abrigon. leaves me out.,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: grin Capn.. ,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: but stay away from Didios, they maybe my nieces.. ,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: ,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Mafioso.. started as a revolutionary group that wandered into crime..,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: damn dark..,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: here ass it was.. and moonlight was there to greet it, but the light was not..,,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: what abrigon,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: like my cam, all I saw was darkness..,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: oe the find \./ as well?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: non fumori?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: no smoking. ,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: but she make me smoke..,,,,,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Seni: Continuo a desiderare vedere i vostri seni. nudo alla vista dei miei occhi, bench� il basamento della macchina fotografica davanti me, esso sia nel mio punto di vista di menti, per toccare e prendere in giro loro, bacio e squeeeze loro, per succhiarli ed intrappolare, lento e da addolcire, o duro come desiderati oppure no.,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

nipples like pancakes spread before me, wanting the syrup of my being, to taste them slow and easy, lips and tongue..,,,,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: it is okay Gotti, we love ya anyways..,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: eyes like diamonds, nuggets of beauty to my sight, hair like pulled back rivers of darknes, lips that speak of many things, but all are for bedrooms and not for common talk..,,,,,,,,

, ,: talk between a man and his wife, of lovers and things they say to one another in a bed of their sharing.. Eye to eye, face to face, body to body, hands and feet touchiung, sharing warmth of soul, spirit and body..,,,,,,

, ,: just take it out and beat it against a tree guys.,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: sorry, you can't do that, I can, and .. damn those trees are abused..,,,,,,,,,

, ,: instructed by who?,,,,,,,,,,,,

, madamegotti: abrigon. thats classified.,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: grin.. ,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: happy man..,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: Kill me dear, but do it with love, and sex, passionas shared until I can not go on and die in your arms, my manhood giving you pleasure, deep and dark, and shared..,,,,,,

, ,: ah to suck, to lick, to hold, to handle, to feel and know, to taste and fondle every inch, to know and delight, to bring pleasure, to view and know each inch, yes..,,,

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

, ,: ah yes, to feel her mouth wrapped around and loving, my lips around hers as well, to share passions of sucking, fucking, loving and knowing, touching, teasing, showing, giving of each other, soul, mouth, and things more insane..

ah yes, lean back and probe, show and deliver, to see and know, as what one would do together..,,,,,,,,,,

------------

P-Mask

A man

or women

A look

eyes dark 

dead creepy

but hiding

but what

pain anger

love lost

trust abused

a little child

lost and abandoned

forced to be dark

to hate all

to force all away

by eyes dark

and dead.

Mike

2006

About the masks we wear to hide the little kids and pain behind them..

Angel Behind Dark Eyes

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P-Melissa (2004):

hair of gold, short or held back, 

eyes brown and lovely like a does, 

nose, kissable, and lovable, lips, 

small and smiling, lighting up the room 

for me to see the rest of her, 

ah the delight of her face, 

her neck, her ears, her shoulders bared to my sight, 

to hold her close and let her know, 

that it is all right to cry, or fear, 

or feel, but good to let go.. 

you remind me of a cheerleader, 

full of energy, of smiles and cheer..

Mike Adams

2004

--------

P-Mike

Man sitting, tensive of thought, head in hand, thinking of the days gone by, 

feet hairy and bare, shirt white and strangly clearn, pants black, 

eyes staring into space, or the lady of the camera I loved dearly, 

but who left to go to the monster she desired more..

Mike

1998

For Josie

------------------------------------

P-Minerva

Eyes intense, like light house beacon 

in the nite. Smile that lights a room, 

hair that flows down to shoulders bare, 

hips that speak of many things, but 

mostly of holding close with dancing 

cheek to cheek, glasses cute and nerdy 

but sweet, neck that begs to be kissed, 

but soft and slow, tasted and savoured 

for days and years and more. Until 

eternity passed into the next

and souls entwined for ever more.

Mike

2003

------

P-Monie

Her smile, lights the room. Thy eyes lovely and deep, 

her nose perky and lovely, her neck exposed to the air 

and perfumed and tasting like paradise, her shoulder, 

leading the delights of her breasts, exposed to mine eyes, 

and delighting to the sight, ah to be lost in them, 

her smile, to kiss her lips, soft and slow, tongues 

probing and giving promise to other things. 

To hold her close, to smell her scent, and the blood 

pounding from the exposer, to hold her close, and know 

her warmth, her hands around me, and mine around here, 

nothing exists but us two. Together as one. hips moving 

slow, lips locked.. teasing flesh, tasting each other, 

inch and inch, delighting in the feel of the skin, as 

tongue glides over skin, soft and smooth.. 

I do love your smile, dear lady, the light in your eyes, 

eyes that are also sad in some way.. to know you desperation, 

and to be your inspiration, is all a man can crave, to be loved, 

to love, to give his soul to her, and she to him, together as one, 

so that even death is not a parting but temporary.. 

To wonder, who is this women I do see before me, friend, foe, 

lover, demon, family, loved one for an age, or passing love, 

only time shall tell.. one chance, is limited, but such is life, 

but only one chance.. to hold one close, to be partners, to know 

her thougths, and she his.. to be bound together, to share the 

future, past and present, passions shared, not only the loving 

of the bed, but the loving of sharing each others space, time, 

future and fate.. 

Please no lower lady dear.. for the lowering of the sun

is my soul decending into deaths land of darkness and dispair, 

the sun lowering below the horizon, and she is gone.. but please 

rise again my dearest sun. For in your light, I grow.. I the 

seed, you the sun, time the earth.. all is needed for the growing 

of the idea, the plant, the concept, the love, the desire, 

to need, to waking moments and dreams shared.. have I help you 

arise, your heart no longer heavy? helped you.. may I see more 

of your beauty? picture, drawings, words, voice and more?

Mike Adams

200?

Mike

2004

--------

P-Morgoti:

A horse alive but dead 

a rider riding slumped over, 

over a plain of skulls 

and dead strewn around, 

or semblance of life is all you see..

The rider comes closer 

and you see the horse 

is not living but not dead, 

but someplace in between 

or parody of life 

it stands there with rider, 

sitting rider with eyes dead 

and lost, lost to the now, 

and the past, or even future 

for each is just living.

Living a life that is not living, 

he knows the pain of loss, not only life 

but of faith, alone he stands, but not alone, 

for he is crawliny with life but not life, 

small and nimble they are, they keep him 

alive even when he no longer wishes to live.

Dead many times, some he remembers 

some he forgets 

for the remembering is pain, to forget, 

the only cure, or solution, 

as much as he feels anything 

any more for his humanity 

was gone long ago, how long 

no one knows for he has lost 

the wish to keep time, 

just that this is the now 

and he wishes to be dead to it, 

but can not die, for they 

keep him alive if you can call 

being more machine than man, 

living. Not obvious, but 

they are there.

You look in his eyes, 

and all is dead, 

but replaced by nothing 

for what is a man with out hopes, 

dreams and desires, emotions 

and the will to live?

You look around and all that 

seems normal is not, you realize 

with a start the trees, 

bushes and animals all are dead, 

or some pale semblance of life, 

for all are imperfect copies 

made for the rider but he no longer cares, 

it is just there, 

they just exist 

and he cares not.

No one else is here for all 

died ages ago, in some thing 

the man knows of but not telling 

but knowing is madness as it is 

for he was the one who brought it about, 

in his pride, ignorance or just 

plain stupidity he let it go 

and all died from it, for all 

was consumed by it what it is is, 

all you need to see around to know 

but you can not see for you 

are not really here? or he is killing you 

eating your soul draining your life 

but he knows not is not conscious of it, 

for he no longer wants to know, 

blocked from his mind and memories 

is your passing, only that he keeps 

going not that he wants to keep 

going but he plods one foot in front 

of the other, or on the horse being 

he rides to the next victim, 

for he has died many times 

to be taken back to living 

for they will not let his body die 

even if his soul died an age ago.

His body lives on and forces 

his mind along for the pain 

and agony, and ride eternal.

Mike 

2005

(2014)

--------

P-Morning Star (for Amy Bredan)

Dear, you are hot, not just of face and body, but of soul and mind.

To know you is to love you, but as a friend, and joy in my darkness

Like an imp of paradise, you are there, short and sweet, lips

pouted out, and eyes drawing all in, shy but lovely maximum.

Hard to explain it all, for when I see you, my mind goes blank.

All is lost in the enchantment of seeing you, of knowing you

but more than desire of mind, or body, and soul, but peace.

Like times spend in heaven, before I was born, peaceful and light

A fairy of my fantasies, love and joy, and joy of times spend

in heaven, before birth, remembered by seeing you again.

a fairy of my fantasies, of love, and joy, of times spent in 

heaven, times long gone but remembered in soul remembered

but mind blank, for tongue is tied and lungs unable to draw breath, 

for all is locked in looking and taking in the beauty of your soul..

But mostly just happy to have you as a friend, a candle in the

darkness of my life, and to know that candle is a warm and gentle

light, and brings peace, happiness and joy, when thought and

dreamed of.. For to much is pain and anger in this world

and to see a gentle flame in the gloom, and joy untold,

joy just in the knowing and having as a friend and buddy close.

Mike

2006

For Amy

------------

P-Morrigen 2016:

Morrigen, avenge me, she scream, with last breath, save me from 

this demon made flesh. a mortal man, whose hate for me is most 

foul? 

What did I do to deserve this I ask of him with no reply, for he 

has none..  Save me and mine from the torment he brings to us, 

the lost child, the lost love, the dead who scream in agony. 

The living lost in death, for not knowing, are they dead, in 

torment, or what? 

Morrigen a women tall and dark, hair and visage, like a raven 

intent on pray, she stalks her prey, those far from innocent 

stalks, not a innocent one, but pray most foul. 

Morrigen like a goddess, a women dark of hair and visage. like a 

raven tall and strong, with eyes that pierce the darkness.. 

To bring the unknown guilty to the light of truth, with mind and spirit. 

Knowledge and cunning, wisdom and persistance, to give 

the victims peace, their families hope, and those affected a 

sense of closure.

Morrigen we cry to drive the demons away, not ones of spirit 

and nature biblical, but ones most foul and mortal.. Mortal ones, 

who prey and hide, who slither in the darkness,  who rise up 

and slaughter, hurt and maim, driving those who protect to 

madness.. Madness of frustration of egos crossed and battered 

minds, so to Morgan we fly to find the guy, or who she is, what 

they know and feel, to profile them and draw the shades from the 

abyss of ignorance, and bring them to the light, of truth, and 

justice, most swift.

To burn them in holy light. by hells fire and drive them from 

our mind and fears, to draw away the anger, and pain and agony 

of their victims, give them peace of knowing they can walk the 

streets and by ways, to love again, to touch again, to feel 

again, and breath deeply and feel not danger at every step.

Mike

2005

For a buddy.

Find who he or she is, and bring them to justice, please.. 

Morrigen was three women, ravens.. Chooser of the slain, the worthy..

it is okay my dear warrior one of the three, chooser of the slain and warrior of blood. of the Morrrigan..

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P-Morrigen-Erica Diehl

Morrigen, avenge me!

She screams, 

Last breath leaves, 

Save me from this demon made flesh.

A mortal man, 

Whose hatred for me is most foul. 

What did I do to deserve this?

I ask of him without reply,

He has none…  

Save me and mine, 

From the onslaught of torment… 

The lost child, 

The lost love, 

The dead, who scream in agony. 

The living,

Lost in death,

Not knowing,

They’re already dead,

Suffering in silence, 

Morrigen, 

A goddess, 

Tall and dark,

Hair and visage, 

Like a raven… 

Intent on her prey,

She stalks,

The wicked,

The licentious, 

Flushing out every last vestige, 

 

Morrigen,

A goddess,

Of dark hair and visage. 

Like a raven,

Tall and strong, 

With eyes, 

That pierce the soul… 

Seeing all the lies they hold,

Morrigen!

Exposing all evil,

To the light of truth, 

Using mind and spirit. 

Knowledge and cunning,

Wisdom and persistence, 

Giving victims peace,

As they are laid to rest,

Their families hope,

And bring all afflicted,

A sense of understanding,

And peace in their troubled times,

Morrigen, we cry! 

Drive the demons away,

Oh avenger of the slain,

And victimized…

Don’t let in your prey,

Evil that slithers in the dark,

Be warned away!

Morrigen shall come,

Swiftly upon wings,

Of justice and vengeance,

You have no chance,

So be gone!

Go from this place,

To never return,

She knows what you feel,

She can see straight through,

The thin veil,

Of your sugar-coated charm,

And if you do not go,

She will make you.

 

Morrigen!

Burn their souls,

With holy light,

Bring them to their knees,

Drive them from here,

Let them feel,

The breath of Hell’s fire,

Searing their souls,

From the inside out,

Drive them away,

As we dry our tears,

For the slain,

And victimized,

Give us peace,

That we may sleep,

Unknowing of danger,

Or fear,

Protect us always,

Morrigen,

Our avenging angel,

Bring in the light,

And peace,

To hold us in their embrace.

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P-Muslim Women Eyes

Your eyes like twin beacons in the darkness, 

guiding husband to home and kids to pray, 

strong and stern, and lovely beyond all hope 

of understanding..

For a Muslim Lady

Mike Adams

2003

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P-Nadine:

To numb to think

of more than how

lovely you are,

the hair of fires

hot and passionate,

the lips red as

blood, the eyes firm

and resolute, the

silouette that makes

my blood rise up in

a torrent of desire

but knowing the brain

behind the things of

sight, cools it to

loving respect, and

joy at the knowing and

talking, of seeing and

holding or just beholding,

with home of holding

one close, knowing your

whispers, snores, cooes

and cuddles, of just knowing

you live and exist, to feel

you next to me and I next

to you you happy in all

things and I happy in

helping you be so happy..

Mike

07/28/2005

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P-Of Lovers: 

 

Ah to look in eyes of light 

and see love reflected back 

to another and to you my dear, 

my lady love I do scream 

passions shared and bodies entwined 

she walks through the door 

her emotions are strong for him 

he looks into her eyes 

as she walks to him 

she puts her arms around him 

and he kisses her, passionately 

she kisses him back both know 

what is going to happen 

they embrace each other lovingly 

they know what is about to happen 

Oh War, who is it good for? 

A question asked by many. 

What is it good for? 

Economy I can ask? 

Life, not likely.

Mike Adams

200?

 

(Inspired by another who helped. Sadly forget who. Meg I think.)

(Not sure how it all fits, but I need to edit, its a last moment

of love together, before one ships out, and may not return the same

or at all.

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P-Of Lovers: 

 

Ah to look in eyes of light 

and see love reflected back 

to another and to you my dear, 

my lady love I do scream 

passions shared and bodies entwined 

she walks through the door 

her emotions are strong for him 

he looks into her eyes 

as she walks to him 

she puts her arms around him 

and he kisses her, passionately 

she kisses him back both know 

what is going to happen 

they embrace each other lovingly 

they know what is about to happen 

Oh War, who is it good for? 

A question asked by many. 

What is it good for? 

Economy I can ask? 

Life, not likely.

Mike Adams

200?

 

(Inspired by another who helped. Sadly forget who. Meg I think.)

(Not sure how it all fits, but I need to edit, its a last moment

of love together, before one ships out, and may not return the same

or at all.

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P-On Ruby Wings

On Ruby Wings: hair auburn, eyes blue,

she stand before me naked to my sight

and I am heaven bound for she an angel

of delight a vision of my site, this lady

ruby red and blood running in my head,

she is lips of red, full and lovely,

neck exposed and wishing to be explored

and kissed, sucked on and tasted, inch

by inch, mile by mile until I have sucked

and pleasured it all, and she is beyond

heavens for the pleasure share is on of

mortal men and women, in bed long and hard,

sharing each pleasure of the flesh, but both

loving it and enjoying, giving there all and

knowing there is more, and wanting to share

with the other all they are, their souls

locked as one together inseperately, even

when apart they feel the other.. on ruby wings

they slide and glide, come as one, thrust for

thrust, touch for touch, moan for moan, until

both are near death, and wanting still more..

Mike

2005

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P-Paige

Two eyes fire and love

two moons over old miss.

Two sets of lips, both I 

love, but she is more, 

than  this. A soldier

a lover, a mother 

one day, a friend

a heart, and being

and more. I love her, 

and  more, to tease

and touch, to love

and squeeze. 

Love me, how to

be two as one.

How you bring you

here, or I there

So we can be as one

lovers inseperable

how to know the 

women, when 

hormones rage

and lust explodes

at the sight of her

the flesh, the sex

the joy of the body

and seeing, but 

to see past this I

must, go mad with

guilt, for I know

I love her more 

than as a lover, 

or so hot women on cam

but as a friend, a buddy

someone to talk of 

things, she of secrets

and I of mine. More

than lovers, but soul

mates, of minds 

combined, and time

and space shared.

But Irony is,

she is there and 

I am here. To 

worship her, is

to lose her for 

in the end, all 

is just lust, 

and she deserves

more than just lust

but love, giving by

a buddy, a friend

a mentor, a man

more, but of respect

I give, and she in 

return, so how to 

solve this quandry?

I do just pray for

what is the end of

this, but pain, for

she is there, and I am

here and no chance

of more than via

web and lines of light

no chance of bodies 

shared, or tastes, 

smells and touch there

is none, no knowing

her eyes, face to face

together and knowing

of passions in bed

shared, so the irony

of life, is the love

with out hope of

more, so where shall

we go? To hell of

wanting and not 

having, or friends

forever more and 

heaven shared.

Mike Adams

2005

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P-Poem of a Women

You are to much like a poem yourself, hair 

just right, eyes that light like the moon, 

nose that is for the delight of the senses, 

lips full and loving, to be kissed slow and 

sweet, savored like find wine and food just 

right. chin, ah, just right..

How to compare you to a summers day, to behold you, 

to walk under your light of your smile, to bathe in 

the brezze of your sense, from far and close, 

intimate and passionate..

Mike

2004

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P-Sex Rocks (Roxy Sexy)

 

Damn, you are hot. lovely of face, of features and grace, 

of body more can be said, but mind is not for there, 

for friends to be made, and not to be laid, but thoughts 

hard not to go there, but good to be.. I shall, to lust 

for her, mind, body and soul, to see the beauty of all three, 

all in due time and course.. ah to see her there, before my eyes, 

to wish to kiss her lips, to feel her hips next to mine, 

to hold her close, with arms shared and entwined. To worship 

at her face, and to know a smile of her face, to give her all and more.. 

To feel her warm and soft, to smell her scent, to know her love, 

to feel her, it drives my mind to thoughts of love, lust passions shared.. 

but friends for now and ever more.. to squash the passions rising, 

and keep them low and hidden. And not exploding.. love to behold 

her moon, and know the flow of your hair down breasts laid bare 

to the site of love.. To behold the necks, to be kissed, and tasted 

soft and sweet, slow and gentle, to hold the body close.. 

to dance as one, slow at first, but more to follow..

Mike

2004

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P-On Ruby Wings

On Ruby Wings: hair auburn, eyes blue, 

she stand before me naked to my sight 

and I am heaven bound for she an angel 

of delight a vision of my site, this lady 

ruby red and blood running in my head, 

she is lips of red, full and lovely, 

neck exposed and wishing to be explored 

and kissed, sucked on and tasted, inch 

by inch, mile by mile until I have sucked 

and pleasured it all, and she is beyond 

heavens for the pleasure share is on of 

mortal men and women, in bed long and hard, 

sharing each pleasure of the flesh, but both 

loving it and enjoying, giving there all and 

knowing there is more, and wanting to share 

with the other all they are, their souls 

locked as one together inseperately, even 

when apart they feel the other.. on ruby wings 

they slide and glide, come as one, thrust for 

thrust, touch for touch, moan for moan, until 

both are near death, and wanting still more..

Mike

2005

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P-School Glory:

Mine eyes of have the glory of the burning of the school

we have tortured every teacher we have broken every rule

we have shot the secretary, we have hung the principal

our troops are marching on.

1966 or so.. Helped write it I think.

Mike Adams

Portland Oregon

2006

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P-Semper Fi (2006):

 

Semper Fi, until I die

I have to wonder why

I do this living and dying,

 

But just to look and see

the eyes of a child found.

A man speaking plain and open,

expressing freedom of thought

of action, and of faith in

multitudes. Living in peace

and knowing safely and I

know why. I do and die.

 

I have just to know

of why I do and die

so that they at home

may thrive and wonder

when daddy is coming

home!

 

Mike

2006

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P-Sex for Peace

I am inspired by your beauty of face and form, gets my blood up and running, to see you there, 

oh so bare, to my eyes, and knowing you are so close and so far.. 

To kiss your lips, and neck, to taste it soft and slow, to smell your body, to behold it there, to look in eyes 

for love, and lust, to smill from eyes full, and hug you close, hold you close, to feel your hands around me, 

and know yes.. 

God, I am lucky to be here now. Bodies moving to a beat of our own creation, tasting, teasing, kissing lips 

entwined, bodies moving faster and faster, passions rising, cloths falling torn from passioned shared.. 

Bodies intwined and searching, search for what passions give us, and where, ah yes, the garden is entered, 

bodies tense, hands teasing, breasts and nipples touched and pinched, thrusting together, like a couple 

gone wild, to fall in a heap together and sleep, to awake together, joined at the hip, and know, GOD!

There is love in this world, and we have shared it, deep and dark..

Bodies thrusting as one, bed moving like a hammer, thump thump thump it goes as the neighbors awake to the sounds 

of two as one, going for broke, caring not who hears or what they hear, for all is the moment, the hands, the 

sweat, the bodies the fluids spuing forth, and shared, mingling like perfume rich and rare.

To the open window it goes, spreading forth to the wind beyond and peace decends on the earth, for all are to busy 

to care but for love and shared passions.

Hand holding, drawing others near, lips kissing and running down their lovers back. Asses being show, up and down, 

the cries of the wild have broken out unto the mixing of the blood, child is born of form like their mother and 

father unknown, for in this nite, many were shared in bliss and pleasures given freely, no violence here, but 

love and desire, passioned shared enflamed by two, shared by two, but brings the many together in harmony and peace. 

Like the two joined as one, the many are as one.. 

Mike

2004

Dedicated to the lovely ladies of the world.

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P-Sex Rocks 2016

 

Damn, you are hot. lovely of face, of features and grace, of body more

can be said, but mind is not for there, for friends to be made, and not

to be laid, but thougts hard not to go there, but good to be.. I shall,

to lust for her, mind, body and soul, to see the beauty of all three,

all in due time and course.. ah to see her there, before my eyes, to

wish to kiss her lips, to feel her hips next to mine, to hold her close,

with arms shared and entwined. to worship at her face, and to know a

smile of her face, to give her all and more.. 

To feel her warm and soft, to smell her scent, to know her love, to feel

her, it drives my mind to thoughts of love, lust passions shared.. but

friends for now and ever more.. to squash the passions rising, and keep

them low and hidden. And not exploding.. 

love to behold her moon, and know the flow of your hair down breasts

laid bare to the site of love.. To behold the necks, to be kissed, and

tasted soft and sweet, slow and gentle, to hold the body close.. to

dance as one, slow at first, but more to follow..

Mike

2004

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9:56:24 AM  Abrigon66: Humor?

9:56:42 AM  shaka_baby143:  is back

9:56:48 AM  shaka_baby143: huh

9:57:06 AM  Abrigon66: like poetry?

9:57:28 AM  Abrigon66: I getting my humor list back up and running finding old members..

9:57:37 AM  shaka_baby143: oh

9:58:01 AM  Abrigon66: so how goes?

9:58:12 AM  shaka_baby143: its going good

9:58:18 AM  shaka_baby143: how is everything with you

9:58:33 AM  Abrigon66: okay, for me, no job yet. but .. not looking. working on a gf but will see.

9:58:45 AM  Abrigon66: Love bi/lesbian army wifes..

9:59:13 AM  shaka_baby143: thats terrible that you would be with an army wife cheating is so wrong

9:59:29 AM  shaka_baby143: dont you think a job is more important that a gf

9:59:36 AM  Abrigon66: hum, maybe..

9:59:50 AM  Abrigon66: but she will help keep me focused or atleast relaxed?

10:00:07 AM  shaka_baby143: i put school before any guy

10:00:37 AM  Abrigon66: will see.. right now, like some company, but .. should sleep soon but ...

10:00:38 AM  shaka_baby143: you are not going to find any one with out a job thats one of the big things a girl looks for

10:01:05 AM  shaka_baby143: then go to sleep

10:02:22 AM  Abrigon66: why, your not there?

10:02:38 AM  Abrigon66: no ones there.. rather sleep in my chair many times..

10:03:02 AM  shaka_baby143: oh

10:03:09 AM  shaka_baby143: i sleep bymyself all the time

10:03:41 AM  Abrigon66: so do I and tired of it..

10:04:00 AM  Abrigon66: not that I get along with to many ladies, and allergic to dogs/cats, so ..

10:04:10 AM  Abrigon66: and computer just is to bulky to take to bed..

10:04:20 AM  shaka_baby143: get a pig

10:04:24 AM  shaka_baby143: thats what i want

10:04:37 AM  Abrigon66: hum.. so when you want me over, I am a pig..

10:04:46 AM  shaka_baby143: lol

10:06:48 AM  shaka_baby143: you are so silly

10:06:57 AM  Abrigon66: sorry should let ya go, not sure, but I feel more with you than I should be.. and .. take care.. 

10:07:17 AM  shaka_baby143: so when you going to get new pictures

10:07:54 AM  Abrigon66: well, you want nudes ones or ..

10:08:22 AM  shaka_baby143: anything i guess i have only seen that one picture of you and i cant even see your face

10:09:39 AM  Abrigon66: hum.. why is that imporant? you sort of , or we dumped each other?

10:09:42 AM  shaka_baby143:  (away) (idle) (Idle)

10:09:43 AM  shaka_baby143:  (idle) (Idle)

10:09:43 AM  shaka_baby143:  (idle) (Idle)

10:10:10 AM  shaka_baby143:  is back

10:10:15 AM  shaka_baby143: arent we still friends

10:10:26 AM  Abrigon66: hum. maybe..

10:10:58 AM  Abrigon66: thinking about it.. not even why this hurts.. not like I have not had gf that we got all hot/heavy and then .. wandered apart..

10:11:12 AM  Abrigon66: will try friends..

10:11:49 AM  shaka_baby143:  (away) (available) "View My Webcam  "

10:11:49 AM  shaka_baby143:  (available) "View My Webcam  "

10:11:49 AM  shaka_baby143:  (available) "View My Webcam  "

10:12:15 AM  shaka_baby143: so u got any more pictures

10:12:25 AM  Abrigon66: hum. like to see my cam?

10:12:36 AM  shaka_baby143: ok

10:12:37 AM  Abrigon66: if it is working, I see yours?

10:12:42 AM  shaka_baby143: didnt know you had one

10:14:35 AM  shaka_baby143: you got it

10:15:17 AM  Abrigon66: well,I think when I ran my spyware checker, I deleted someting, cam works, but no broadcast.

10:15:27 AM  shaka_baby143: oh

10:15:32 AM  Abrigon66: you looking good!!

10:16:49 AM  shaka_baby143: ty

10:17:08 AM  Abrigon66: sweat shirt or parki?

10:17:30 AM  shaka_baby143: sweatshirt

10:17:42 AM  Abrigon66: hum, easy to pull off?

10:17:50 AM  Abrigon66: or am I being a friend and not thinking sex?

10:18:26 AM  shaka_baby143: wouldnt a parka be easier to take off since it has buttons

10:18:40 AM  Abrigon66: hum, depends..

10:20:20 AM  Abrigon66: to put my hands down around your waist, holding your butt close, running my hands down your shorts, feeling the crack of your ass, and then moving up, sliding my hands up your back, finding your bra, pop/pop, and all taking your shirt off, and exposing your damn find chest, nipples rip to be sucked on like wild berries, brown chocolate on mountains of delight..

10:21:14 AM  shaka_baby143: hey calm down that aint nice

10:21:20 AM  shaka_baby143: you know i am easily turned on

10:21:27 AM  Abrigon66: grin..

10:21:55 AM  Abrigon66: kissingyour lips, full and french, tongues fencing parrying and twisting..

10:22:11 AM  Abrigon66: hands on your firm ass. teasing the crack..

10:22:17 AM  Abrigon66: what you thinking?

10:23:13 AM  Abrigon66: like to feel my lips and tongue slide down your neck to bare shoulders?

10:23:25 AM  Abrigon66: tasting each inch, flickering like a snake?

10:24:07 AM  Abrigon66: spreading your ass cheeks?

10:24:16 AM  Abrigon66: can I see your chest?

10:25:14 AM  Abrigon66: damn.. 

10:25:33 AM  shaka_baby143: it says your not on

10:25:42 AM  shaka_baby143:  is back

10:26:43 AM  shaka_baby143: <ding>

10:26:46 AM  Abrigon66: here, wanting to suck on your neck. tease your ass, cup it and raise you up, lean you up againt a lap table and grind with you slow and easy, and you tease my chest.

10:27:08 AM  shaka_baby143: you there

10:27:33 AM  shaka_baby143: no it says you are not watching my cam

10:28:07 AM  Abrigon66: GOD I AM..

10:28:14 AM  Abrigon66: and wanting more of you than I can have..

10:28:30 AM  shaka_baby143:  (away) (idle) (Idle)

10:28:30 AM  shaka_baby143:  (idle) (Idle)

10:28:30 AM  shaka_baby143:  (idle) (Idle)

10:28:34 AM  Abrigon66: wanting to lean u up against a table, and grind with you..

10:29:02 AM  shaka_baby143:  is back

10:29:08 AM  shaka_baby143: what am i doing if you can see me

10:29:19 AM  Abrigon66: can't see you now.. sorry..

10:30:10 AM  Abrigon66: you saying NO..

10:30:13 AM  Abrigon66: call me?

hum, wierd, well I should sleep, wanted so much to if anything see your body, sexy and clean to my eyes, and lusting for it in dreams awaking for to sleep bring only wanting..

must be it knows you and I want to be together and to save us, it dies? Or it is just the irony of things, to see just enough to want much more..

 it is like wearing a tight outfit, that shows cleavage, it lets him know you love to show, but .. and wants more with every glance..

What not (with our love and lust):

 I have some ideas, but it means alot of throwing off cloths, small rooms and place private, rooms on campus and trucks small of cab.

yes, and you bring it out in spades and trump of tarots many.. up and down, front and back.. all leads to the lover..

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P-Shantal

To draw you out, 

to know the sight 

not only of your beauty, 

but your soul, 

to know you inside and out, 

to draw it all out, 

and know it all, 

tease and play, 

join with and share, 

bodies, minds, souls 

and to touch each 

in turn, eye to eye, 

lips to lips, 

hands to hands, 

bodies moving 

in time together, 

hands running down 

bodies warm and sweaty.. 

to stroke hair, 

ears, neck and back, 

and run down hands 

to cheecks firm and split..

ah paradise!

Mike

2011/2014

(For Kirby Shantal)

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P-Shorty

Like a blessed sun 

that shines down 

on this poor fool,

lost in the dark, 

but seeing you 

lights the darkness 

and it passes away 

like a summers fog.. 

A man could get lost 

in your smiles and joys, 

just your smile 

and laughter 

would make any man 

happy for an eternity.. 

Your wholeness is hot, but ..

My heart cries out 

for your smile..

hair like rivers 

of brown gold, 

eyes that sparkle 

with impish delight, 

nose that is pure 

delight, 

mouth that speaks 

of much, 

but smiles more 

than many, 

that lights the darkness 

of my soul 

and send my heart 

to fluttering and joy 

I can not say 

how much it 

feels good.

just that it does, 

teeth perfect 

and bright, 

chin that is there 

for kissing, 

neck that is bare 

to my eyes and kisses, 

would go further 

but strangely 

find more to be 

base and dirty 

and not part of love for one.

don't want to make 

ya frown.your my sunshine.. 

my joy, the smile 

that lightens up 

this damn apartment..

darn, darkess of my soul 

decends as she leaves

the room, her smile is gone, 

the sun as well, 

and all left is an empty chair, 

single and alone.. 

and so is me..

Mike

2004?

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P-Step by Step

Step, step, step, but I look back 

and can not see the steps, and know

where I came from or where I am going, 

but yes, the steps are to big, to grand, 

and grandious no vision that goes back 

into that fog behind, that far to see 

how far they are apart, so I step 

smaller steps still as I step, and 

look I can not see them all, no joy in 

the seeing of them for they are still not 

there in my minds eye. 

So smaller steps and on and on, 

and finally I find that just a small 

step, more a shuffle is what I need

so I can see of how I bleed or how 

I go from place to place, lost, but 

now I am found for in the steps small, 

I see where I am going, where I have 

been and can find joy in knowing that 

I have stepped at all. And know, I am 

completing things doing things, making 

steps to improve my lot in life that I 

am not walking in a fog or a bog of sand 

holding me fast but in a lane of my own 

creation into the future, and the promise

of completion, of happiness in the doing, 

and knowing, of organized thoughts and dreams

not lost in the morase of my own mind and 

home, but links I can see now, visions

of things I have done and measure in my 

minds eye and memory now fast.

Mike Adams

2004

Small Steps its called?

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P-Snow 

I want feel what snow feels like in summer, 

seven inches of it, deep inside, sorrounded 

by you and knowing, god I am in heaven, and 

she is with me, and brought it to me.. 

To feel your eyes for the first time, 

to touch you for the first time, to feel 

our lips meet and explore, our tongues 

entwined as serpents, our hands meeting 

and exploring, our bodies moving in time 

to our mutual lust, and needs. 

To feel your hands on my body, and mine on yours, 

and feel your heat rise from the touch, to know 

you want me as much as I for you, and know 

the smell of lust is thick in the air, as you 

slide a hand under my shirt and feel my chest 

and I pop a button from your blouse, followed by 

the rest asd it slide up and over your arms, 

God your breasts are perfect, as you bra slide off, 

to my hands exploring, pop pop pop goes your bra, 

and all slides down, zipp goes my pants from 

your delicate and wanting hands..

A yes that is my cock, and oh, yes, your nipples 

like twin mounds of chocolate in a sea of snow, 

perky and erect like my cock has been since 

I first saw you. As yes, your mouth is delight, 

warm and willing, trained and delicate, 

tongue a mistress of the pleasures of the flesh 

and penis explosed. oh my head needs and feels it.. 

as I look into your wanton eyes, 

yes, I must as I lay down and slide around, 

to run my hands up your thighs, 

and to your garden spot, moist to the touch, 

and soon panties gone from expert hands..

exposing a trimed and pleasent garden, 

well watered by the passions flowing from it 

and to my fingerrs sliding past the gate of your lips 

to spread the water of joy all around and find 

to my wanting lips and tongue your nub of joy 

and suck on it slow and gentle. GOD, I moan, 

you tongue is delight, my toes are curing 

at the pleasures of your mouth.. 

as I find your butt and slide my hands around 

your cheeks.. grin..as my hands massage your back,

sliding down your crack to find a lovely hole 

of passions explored by some..

Mike

2005

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P-Snow

I want feel what snow feels like in summer, seven inches of it, deep inside,

surrounded by you and knowing, god I am in heaven, and she is with me, and

brought it to me..

To feel your eyes for the first time, to touch you for the first time, to

feel our lips meet and explore, our tongues entwined as serpents, our hands

meeting and exploring, our bodies moving in time to our mutual lust, and

needs.

To feel your hands on my body, and mine on yours, and feel your heat rise

from the touch, to know you want me as much as I for you, and know the smell

of lust is thick in the air, as you slide a hand under my shirt and feel my

chest and I pop a button from your blouse, followed by the rest asd it slide

up and over your arms, God your breasts are perfect, as you bra slide off,

to my hands exploring, pop pop pop goes your bra, and all slides down, zipp

goes my pants from your delicate and wanting hands..

A yes that is my cock, and oh, yes, your nipples like twin mounds of

chocolate in a sea of snow, perky and erect like my cock has been since I

first saw you. As yes, your mouth is delight, warm and willing, trained and

delicate, tongue a mistress of the pleasures of the flesh and penis

exposed. oh my head needs and feels it.. as I look into your wanton eyes,

yes, I must as I lay down and slide around, to run my hands up your thighs,

and to your garden spot, moist to the touch, and soon panties gone from

expert hands..

exposing a trimmed and pleasant garden, well watered by the passions flowing

from it and to my fingers sliding past the gate of your lips to spread the

water of joy all around and find to my wanting lips and tongue your nub of

joy and suck on it slow and gentle. GOD, I moan, you tongue is delight, my

toes are curing at the pleasures of your mouth.. as I find your butt and

slide my hands around you cheeks.. grin..as my hands massage your

back, sliding down your crack to find a lovely hole of passions explored by

some..

Mike

2005

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P-Step by Step

Step, step, step, but I look back 

and can not see the steps, and know

where I came from or where I am going, 

but yes, the steps are to big, to grand, 

and grandious no vision that goes back 

into that fog behind, that far to see 

how far they are apart, so I step 

smaller steps still as I step, and 

look I can not see them all, no joy in 

the seeing of them for they are still not 

there in my minds eye. 

So smaller steps and on and on, 

and finally I find that just a small 

step, more a shuffle is what I need

so I can see of how I bleed or how 

I go from place to place, lost, but 

now I am found for in the steps small, 

I see where I am going, where I have 

been and can find joy in knowing that 

I have stepped at all. And know, I am 

completing things doing things, making 

steps to improve my lot in life that I 

am not walking in a fog or a bog of sand 

holding me fast but in a lane of my own 

creation into the future, and the promise

of completion, of happiness in the doing, 

and knowing, of organized thoughts and dreams

not lost in the morase of my own mind and 

home, but links I can see now, visions

of things I have done and measure in my 

minds eye and memory now fast.

Mike

2004

 

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P-Steps 12

Out of control

why am I here,

jail? hospital

or drinking what ever

next to me, what did I do,

why the hand cuffs,

have I hit bottom, or just

sliding fast and no control.

God or who or what

I need help, or I know

where I am going

for I have seen it

in friends, family

or just lost souls

dead to the world

zombies shuffling

around with only

thought, next drink,

or hit or what ever.

I once was clean, sober,

had promise but ...

No one wants me, they

kick me out, call the cops

will not let me in a bar

I used to spend bank

in, all cause now I am a bum, 

drunk, addict.

Why does my love hate me

my kids fear me

my work has fired me

or friends all deserted me

or worse just as bad as I

and we all don't care.

please I need help,

can you help me man? Women

or what are you, all is I know

you or what are here and showing

me a way, to a better way.

I need you buddy, or friend

or just one who had done

as I have done, and is now

happier and knows a way

to peace, happiness and

no more selfish ways and

self destruction.

For I know if it does

not change, I will be one

of the bodies that lay around

me, cloud my thoughts and

give night mares of uncertain

causes but all is dark

or better yet numb..

So how can I look

in peoples eyes and

have some pride or just

know they don't hate me

or do not respect me

or respect me for the

violence I have shown

or know I can do but

wish not to..

No more pain, anger,

but I wish peace, joy

to walk with happy people

and see my kid, or family

and know they can trust me,

I will not use or abuse them

for money, or things

I can sell for the drug

or I can look myself in

the mirror, and see past

the face now destroyed

by years of abuse and

see intelligence once again

where once was numb or beastial

eyes. Cooking is not chemistry.

So off to work, making some

money, but save it,

eat something

have some health back.

Make peace with self,

others and the world, and learn

how to deal with things, to

not crash, fall down, numb self

up on booze, drugs or think life

is a constant party or no one

knows, people know and see you

in the gutter and fear you, or

not want you around for the smell

or worse that you present.

Invading their perfect world

and not seeing who you once was

but now are just a drunk, an addict

lost and homeless or serving life.

Creed, color, faith all the same

just an addict, with no god but a

bottle or pipe, pills or needle.

All the same. Next hit, or lover,

or what am I doing this for?

sores, puss, bruises, teeth gone,

smell all can smell from feet away

as you do acts you once thought

disgusting cause it was means, nasty,

sinful. or just will get you pregnant

or be called whore and not just female

but males.

Why is mommy or daddy passed out

in the hall way, Whose that man with daddy,

what daddy or mommy doing for money,

and on that corner with marks up his

or her arm, for what, where are they at,

why am I with you, whats a social worker?

Whose in Jail, why they not visiting me.

Are you my daddy? Mommy? Why did my

parents sell me to you?

Make peace with all, be happy,

know how to be happy, clean,

sober and then if you can

to help others at their measure

and pace and means to if they

wish to be happier, to be so.

Slow down, its not a race to die

or see who can die first, or

how long until you liver gives out

your body slowly shrivels up and

die by suicide, even if slowly

for what is substance abuse

but slow death, self inflicted?

Here, can I help you out,

please forgive me, if possible

trust me once again, as I learn

to trust myself, maybe even love

me, as I learn to love myself

again. Can I have my kids back!

PLEASE!

Mike

2011

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P-Survivors Guilt (2008)

The dead are gone, but what of those left behind? 

To bury the dead, to record their passing, but 

to keep going, worse to wonder what if and why?  

I had smiled, to show I loved them? To force them 

to find help, or even know they needed it, and 

how much. Just to let them know you worry, and 

wish them to be happy, and find a way out of the 

darkness, the corner them selves in, or forced 

to be in. And get help, peace and life in the 

light not death in the dark. Not only of light 

and dark but of mind, spirit and love. Means 

peaceful, but not death, for in their passing 

is lett questions of why, what if, trust, pain, 

guilt and hatred, not just anger at them, and self.

Ignorance is bliss, is far from true, when dealing 

with friends self destruction, for in not knowing 

brings little bliss.

He or she a friend, not only of genes but of blood and things 

shared, a piece of each other, and of all, who knew them. 

What hell was they in, to wish for early release from life? 

To not demand help? We who l;loved them, did they not trust us, 

or think us less human/friends or just lost in their depression 

and path dark and lonely.. Or worse, they did trust us and we 

failed them. But all they had to do was, but we was not. 

Knowing what they was saying and is this we are at loss.

No one I was enough to leave what they left behind, 

I know its selfish to die by gun, pills, poison or life destructive. 

Please come back, I miss you so much. Life is never full without 

you. But I muddle along, plodding to find some purpose to your 

leaving. And how to help others not to go how you went. To save 

others from guilt, for it should been me who died and not you. 

You had more to live for than I, but now I am truly old and you 

are long gone but young always in my minds eye.

Mike

2008? 

Not complete? I was numb for a while and from 1995/6 to c.2006 was...

2016 edited some.

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P-Sweet and Shy:

 

dark of hair, dark of nite,

she is revealed to my sight,

lady smoking, and eyes tired,

sad she seems to be this dark..

to dark, but smile small,

more to be seen, stress and loving,

but lost in darkness..

 

Mike

2005

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P-Tabitha

A tab in time,

a love of a night

but love alright

a moment of time

together and loved

but it ended

but will be forever

in my minds eyes

A tab in time, 

a time of tabs.

marked and known

Miss my Tab

but now in 

a folder

with a tab on top

filed away forever

and a day, and 

now gone, archived.

Mike

2012

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P-There: 

To see you there to feel you here to touch you now to hold you close to feel you here to caress you slow to know you now to feel your hands slide and tease to feel you flesh to know your soul your eyes and skin to shed some cloths to throw them to not care where to kiss you here and there and all to share passion to touch you to be touched to feel your thing to place it there to ride you hard and you the same to know your lust and I are now combined as one to sew the seed of love and lust to feel the power of just a touch to slide it in and you on me to ride me hard and not to stop but on and on for ever more we are one you with me and I for you together we are forever as one. 

Mike 

2005

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P-To see your Jenny Cry 2019

Johnny drew his pistol, 

but we still wonder why, 

why you came back johnny 

to see your jenny cry, 

now there is no tomorrow, 

there is only yesterday, 

so why you come back johnny 

to see your jenny cry. 

The babe was born that winter, 

shes got her fathers eyes, 

so why you come back Johnny 

to see your Jenny cry. 

The night you shot her

Why she have to die

so why you come back Johnny 

to see your Jenny cry

Then used the pistol

in front of all to see

so why you come back Johnny 

to see me Jenny cry?

Mike Adams

20??

more to explain things?

Bon Tate or Martha Butler or just cause?

Various times over the years.

For all the Jennys in the world.

Sort of a jingle or slow but steady beat. Irish in form.

It sounds wrong, not what I intended to say, or I need to redo much..

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P-Tweekers Love and Humor

oh lady of the cam, how I wish I was there, 

to bask in your humors lite, to know how lovely 

the site of you, and know first hand your humor 

and love of it.. To tell a joke and see your face 

light up, to know it was for you I told it for, 

and not for another, to see you brighten up 

the day, with whit and whim, jest and humor dear..

Ah dear lady, to behold you in your lovely 

naked self, to caress your neck with teeth 

and lips, to taste each inch with tongue, slow 

and gentle, to taste the skin, soft and sweet, 

to feel the lust slowly build, to hold you close, 

and see your eyes, to fel you hands on me, 

and mine on you, to hold you close, dancing 

slow and gentle, to taste  you more with lips 

combined,  tongues entwined, building our 

mutual lust, with hands exploring, looks of lust 

and joy at our meeting, bodies moving in time 

to the music erotic, feeling things rise at the feeling 

of you near. ah your neck, tastes devine, like wine 

of passions sweat.. sweet combining as our bodies 

are closer, with cloths thrown about with out a care. 

who cares  about cloths, when two wish to be one, 

to share  passioned longing, to taste and share, not 

just  bodies, but minds and souls, to become one 

where  we find our selves.. 

Sorry.. you look to nice to be seen as an object 

of lust.. more like someone to hold close and 

just enjoy the company, of your warmth and smile..  

Someone to see across a room and know, she is there, 

and I am here, and we are friends for ever more, 

married or just sharing time and space..

Love your elven eyes.. how they sweep back 

from your nose, in a delightful curve.. hard to 

explain.. your lips red, and kissable, your nose, 

so missed, your ears to be touch and things said 

to them, soft and gentle.. your teeth so much your 

smile, lights the darkness of the soul, and shows 

the beauty of the humor of your being..

Things said that only lovers share, of bliss shared, 

and words of love and passions wanted, but never done, 

for the distance is great, and how to share it together 

as one, is the irony of life and tragedy of the 

moment and times cruel pains..

Mike

2004

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P-Val Lapp 2014

To see, to know, to talk, and share, 

to want, to have, to imagine more, 

and more, to explore and know the heart 

behind the eyes.. the being and know her soul.. 

To share..and know, want and desire 

to cuddle warm and soft, arms locked, 

bodies together, hearts in time, 

breathing shared, warm and consciousness as one..

It need not be hands, exploring, sheding cloths, 

kissing long and passionate.. 

bodies moving in time to music internal and external, 

just that its shared as one beeing, in time together..

Just moments together, feeling each other, 

knowing each other, slow and passionate, 

all in due time all will be known, in time, 

an eternity, all so fast but slow, timeless..

until in common, they fall into a dreaming sleep, 

or just a reality warm and loviing.  

covers shared until the morning and its all a reality.. 

will it last or will it fade with the mornings first light.

Mike

200?

(edited 2014)

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Val Lapp: as i waited an felt the emptieness i felt the feeling of empty i embraced it after all empty is wha i am an empty soul awaiting a door of oppertunity that has no key

Morgoth: a key that shall present itself, if we are just willing to know its form, and see past the illusions of its false form..

Val Lapp is typing...

Val Lapp: a faulse form the illusion shall remain till th eillusion is reflected

Morgoth: a vessle to be filled, a door that is open but forced closed or never let be opened, but all is needed is to let it be opened and all shall flow in and fil..

Morgoth: reflected, known, shown, and explored.. is it empty to be filled, or space that needs out to be shared and shown?

appreciated, known and wanted. what is what we all want? 

Morgoth: how to walk to path to the door, or the door to the valley? dark with out ligth, or just light damned to darkness out of pride..

 how to hold you close, guide you out of the dark. arm in arm, with lantern raised high to find the path and out of the darkness.. to door locked inside or out or just a door..

Val Lapp: light damned to darkness no direction

Morgoth: so how to find the compass, to find the direction and find our place and purpsoe..

Val Lapp: though lanterns to the light have been presented ive refused many many times the guidence offered

Morgoth: but why refuse, fear or lack of trust? Or the lantern holder was demonic or angelitic and too beautiful to be real?

Val Lapp: i am lacking of trust due to wrong doers an lantern holders no matter how angelic i refuse to follow for i have been lost to false light

Val Lapp: lol im not depressed

Val Lapp: i grow weary of people so quick

Morgoth: understnad the fears and trust not given, for past deeds by men of cloth and faith to boys young and ignorant and abuse given and passing by means self inflcted.

Val Lapp is typing...

Val Lapp: im always looking for more

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P-Vampires Kiss

Warning it is the season!

P-Vampires Kiss 2016

Ah to taste your neck 

like a vampires love, 

to feel my teeth pierce, 

slow and gentle, 

to feel the blood flow 

onto my waiting tongue, 

to feel your body quiver 

and shake as the life 

flows from it, 

from eyes of love and lust 

I see your soul wander away.

Ah my lovers of the dark, 

come to me, and bite me hard, 

love me harder 

drive your teeth deep 

into my veins 

for bliss comes with each tooth. 

each depression into my skin 

is my love for you, 

and your love for me etenally, 

darkness damned but bliss.

Deep and dark, 

the vampire crawls 

thru bowels of the earth, 

and ruins dark and dead 

to find the one it needs most, 

a lover a friend, 

and blood aplenty.

Oh like a vampire 

to spread his mouth, 

and kiss your neck, 

and to feel his fangs, 

slide into your flesh, 

and feel the blood oozing out,  

the taste the aroma, 

the sounds of your breath. 

Ah.. to know we are one, 

and together, lord and lady, 

hunter and prey, 

one who needs  

and one who has.. 

like to have a lover, 

who takes you soft and slow, 

sucking on neck,  

feeding on your soul, 

feeling it escape 

to feed his desires and wants 

and you joining with him?  

To run his tongue up your thigh, 

sliding dress away as he goes, 

to find the garden of desire,  

to pierce its folds  

with his tongue, lips and teeth..  

feeling his mouth 

sucking your gardens  delight..  

slurping up the blood, 

giving pleasure.. 

feeling the delight of it all? 

And he give you much 

in return more than pleasure 

of  the now, but life eternal, 

love eternal, joy enternal.. 

would you like to share my blood?  

My touch, your hands on mine 

and I on yours? 

Bodies locked as one? 

Eternally!

Mike

2005

Hello Mike Adams

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P-Vampires Kiss

Part I

Ah to taste your neck like a vampires love, to feel my teeth

pierce, slow and gentle, to feel the blood flow onto my waiting

tongue, to feel your body quiver and shake as the life flows from

it, from eyes of love and lust I see your soul wander away.

Part II

Ah my lovers of the dark, come to me, and bite me hard, love me

harder drive your teeth deep into my veins for bliss comes with

each tooth. each depression into my skin is my love for you, and

your love for me etenally, darkness damned but bliss.

Part III

Deep and dark, the vampire crawls thru bowels of the earth, and

ruins dark and dead to find the one it needs most, a lover a friend,

and blood aplenty.

Part IV:

Oh like a vampire to spread his mouth,

and kiss your neck, and to feel his fangs,

slide into your flesh, and feel the blood

oozing out,  the taste the aroma, the sound

of your breath. 

Part V:

Ah.. to know we are one, and together, 

lord and lady, hunter and prey, 

one who needs  and one who has..

like to have a lover, who takes you soft

and slow, sucking on neck,  feeding on

your soul, feeling it escape to feed

his desires and wants and you joining with him?

Part VI:

To run his tongue up your thigh, sliding dress

away as he goes, to find the garden of desire,

to pierce its folds  with his tongue, lips and

teeth..  feeling his mouth sucking your gardens

delight..  slurping up the blood, giving pleasure..

feeling the delight of it all? 

Part VII:

And he gives you much in return more 

than pleasure of the now, but life eternal, 

love eternal, joy enternal.. would you like 

to share my blood?  My touch, your hands 

on mine and I on yours? Bodies locked 

as one? Eternal!

Mike

2005

To much like cybersex? To wierd?

Still working on it? I know not like I don't say that

about a few others of my poems/words. Still working on

the short story idea based on Vampires Kiss or The Four.

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P-Wind Cry

oh shall I walk thru the valley of death with out a peak at the garden 

of delights that is your mountains of your desire, capped with nipples 

brown like kisses from heaven, an ass that only a god could behold and 

stay sane, and a garden of rare delights to please the senses, of touch, 

smell and feel, for it is newly washed in a sea breaze delight of salt 

and water, and done just right..

ah my sweet lady of lovely eyes and thighs, can not a man have a final 

night of bliss in our eyes, and arms and thighs explored, a nite before

my death on some foreign shore?

Shall you give me your precious love, to keep a man alive, and sane as 

bomb burst, men die and danger to many to name assault me, until can 

come home to you, I pray a whole man, to give you what I can not 

today, or shall I have it now?

ah colleen, my sweet colleen, give me your garters, linen and lace and 

let me explore the garden of delight tonight, or face death.

Onto the wind I do cry, why shall I stand here in the dark, who was it 

that damned me here, who shall I say and scream to release me from 

this prison dark? But it was I who doomed me here, so who shall I blame 

for my death and damnation? Myself is who I cry to, and scream to 

me your precious love, to keep a man alive, who shall I say and scream 

to release me from this prison dark? But it was I who doomed me here, 

so only I shall retreve my soul and dignity from this pit of dispair.

Mike Adams 

2003

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P-Women of My Illusions: 

oh. sorry. well, 

dear from what I remember, 

you are poetry, to my mind, 

a lovely being of face, 

hair, eyes and neck, 

body and mind, soul 

and sexy in a whole way, 

an illusion of  my deluded mind, 

the hope of a greater thing, 

that dissipates 

with the mornings sun.. 

Mike Adams

1998?

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