

Spring IIVenus DelightsSpring II
Sweet fragrance of a budding desire drifts from your garden of Venus delights.
With butterfly tongue I flutter gently above the petals and taste the passion that wells from deep within the ruffles Of your unfolding bloom.
Michael ©July'03


SpringButterfly DreamsSpring
Dreamland awaits you, Close your eyes,
Imagine you and I, Close as breath,
Skin upon skin, lips touching,
For you taste of passion, sweetly irresistible,
The fragrance of you, Takes my breath away,
I am fluttering against, your heart's pane,
Oh, the scent of amour For you are my desire,
Your eyes evade me, deep, dark, mysterious,
I am your slave, Your love has captured me,
Grasp me gently , Pull me close,
Show me your love, &


FortressFortressFortress
I have gazed the heavens in search of love, only to blind my judgement by staring at the sun. I made my way along defensive walls,
protecting me from future invasions of my heart. As time passed, I felt a captive in this fortress. I climbed upon the ramparts and scanned the heavens, yet again.
Searching for a sign that would once more
bring colour to a dull and sunless sky. Then, from the mists of time,
appeared a familiar but long abandoned hope and desire. Cloaked in angel wings and star shine, her enchanting presence released me
from t


Ode To An Uncomfortable SeatOh! Uncomfortable Chair of Regret, Have I sat upon thee improperly? Or is it in my sitting, regardless of position, that I find intense discomfort? Dare I blame thee, O' Chair of Regret, for my own kinesthesic paucity? For is it not of my own volition that I seek posterior solace in your padding And my own defalcation that finds a lacking within thee? Curse my kinesthesia, my villainous hamartia, that I should shift from thee when thou hast nought but open arms for mine! Oh! Uncomfortable Chair of Regret, I Have sat upon thee improperly For I do not deserve the embrace of your seat.Ode To An Uncomfortable Seat
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my mom's page
support artists! I mean it!
i wish coke was still cola
and a joint was a bad place to be
-merle haggard
I am not connec6ted to the WWW so I rarely check in.
How are things in rainy wet N.Calif?
Maybe some day I might drive through your parts and check you out.
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Les taxis sont morts suite à une hé
Are you?
and that`s better
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Les taxis sont morts suite à une hé
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Oh! What a cruel existance is this? Satan does not acknowlege my letters!
Visit my sister or face a lifetime of melted icecream and cold toast
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Les taxis sont morts suite à une hépatite
Hello.
I am okay.Staying home alot because of the winter.
Where have you been all these long winter months?
Missed your once in awhile words to me.
You must be distracted with something or someone.
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Les taxis sont morts suite à une hépatite
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