Women feel sex every second

[judih]

an open window
sex
a breath of cool
sex
a child's smile
sex
a ruddy face
sex
a smooth bicep
sex
a smell of sweat
sex
a hardened cock
sex
a touch of breast
sex
an opening bloom
sex
a japanese room
sex
the back of the neck
a whispered word
shampoo and rinse
clove laden soap
sex sex sex sex

a fresh mowed lawn
sex
an erotic song
sex
a gift of a kiss
a hand clasped touch
an impromptu hug
a silent word
sex sex sex sex

sensuous, sensual, sensitivities
every second
sex

judih

[WIREMAN]

That's the poem I wanna do tonight j...can I huh....can I?

[judih]

take it...

!
fresh off the presses

judih

[WIREMAN]

gots it j....thanks....

[panta rhei]

every second
throbbing pulse from deep within
shivering down spine

every second
sensual sensuous sex
warms our sacred dance

[judih]

kundalini
swirls in silken aphrodisiac
simply snaked
we uplift, appreciate
embrace, entrance
we are the dance

[stilltrucking]

Women feel sex every second

yeah I noticed that as I was cutting through the local HEB, why is she staring at me like that. I keep my eye on the prized avocado's three for a dollar, have you noticed how the big seed sits in ther like a fetus in a uterus

[jimboloco]

sometimes i feel sex
not when i been stoned and drunk

an gone home tired

why the testosterone is higher in th morning

gotta get some yohimbe
root or bark
no vasodilator
a stimulator
pure plant kundalini
lingus and yogam
yab an yummmm

but she said,
her beautiful snatch in my face,
"if ya can't do it right,
don do it."

thank god
it was along time ago

i feel the energy tho
when its
's a go
ohh
an when it's a no oh

so, "what part of NO don't ya understand?"
th O O O

we flirt a lot at work
end with a hug
bumps notwithstanding
working close quarters
they don't stop just move on thru
oohh
never a doubt about it
subterranean underground streams
you like bennie too
poets of the lower chackras
all da way to da top

like sweet story telling
jungian mexican jewess
wolff runnin woman says
clarissa pinkola (like all of youse) estes
http://www.mavenproductions.com/estes.html
in "how to love a womun"
http://www.menweb.org/howlove.htm
she says there are dry periods like silent spaces
winter cool
where it starts

intuition

[stilltrucking]

About sex I feel like woody allen trapped in the hairy ape's body,
his obsession with sex and death,

today a valentine card in Lebanon, death by the cedars of Lebananon

Jim i don't know what happened to me, just twenty five years flew by since my last vagina, a cold morning this time of year, 1980 in virginia, she the last woman I have touched, she is dead, drank herself to death, not because of me, god knows she drank a lot.



she taught art to kindergarten kids,
now that I have awakened from my erotic coma, I don't know what to do, I got this friendship going with a nieghbor, just a flirting that has been going on for a year, she hates the smell of cigarettes so I been trying to clean myself up in the hope that she will get on whiff of me and be putty in my hands, play her body as if it was a stradivarius, but ya know it don't matter if I die a virgin, I just want to be able to go for long walks without getting winded, I just want to ride my motor cycle, learn to wind surf, walk a beach again and I don't care how many sets of foot prints I see in the sand. I just want live it up

and that bombing today on valentines day helps set my mood,

eros and thanatos

"Fifteen men on the dead man's chest—

Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!

Drink and the devil had done for the rest—

Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!"

[Axanderdeath]

come on
no
baby cry
I say no
I say yes
to the
rest

[jimboloco]

oh alexander got rejected
but not dejected
in fact elated
to be congratulated
on his fine rejection slip

will search out the blip
bring it up on thursday when i get a break
from work.

st, your schooled poetry the pirates refrain
i onjly knew the last line so thanks.

I have seen that drawing before,
by the way,

ya know it don't matter if I die a virgin, I just want to be able to go for long walks without getting winded, I just want to ride my motor cycle, learn to wind surf, walk a beach again and I don't care how many sets of foot prints I see in the sand. I just want live it up

I went for quite a spell between women during some real down years. When finally it happened again it was so incredible. A karmic burning older lady presented herself at my door one evening holding a great big bottle of wine and we sipped it then I reached out and grabbed her breasts, the first full squeeze and wowowowow
shit

but again as I say, as you say, the play, it's all in the play. I went to a meditation group at a UU church, for her, a psychic bookstore for another, the vet center for another, all of them flames.

Flamed and flamed. Just takes a bit of proximity and friendliness.
Buddhism ids portable, tho, and ya can do it whilst riding along.

Back to work for a spell
and like you am thinking about
still lifes, unglazed pots
centered

[Axanderdeath]

oh alexander got rejected
but not dejected
in fact elated
to be congratulated
on his fine rejection slip

will search out the blip
bring it up on thursday when i get a break
from work.

st, your schooled poetry the pirates refrain
i onjly knew the last line so thanks.

I have seen that drawing before,
by the way,

ya know it don't matter if I die a virgin, I just want to be able to go for long walks without getting winded, I just want to ride my motor cycle, learn to wind surf, walk a beach again and I don't care how many sets of foot prints I see in the sand. I just want live it up

I went for quite a spell between women during some real down years. When finally it happened again it was so incredible. A karmic burning older lady presented herself at my door one evening holding a great big bottle of wine and we sipped it then I reached out and grabbed her breasts, the first full squeeze and wowowowow
shit

but again as I say, as you say, the play, it's all in the play. I went to a meditation group at a UU church, for her, a psychic bookstore for another, the vet center for another, all of them flames.

Flamed and flamed. Just takes a bit of proximity and friendliness.
Buddhism ids portable, tho, and ya can do it whilst riding along.

Back to work for a spell
and like you am thinking about
still lifes, unglazed pots
centered

one version of the
virgin is
to lie about sex
and then
beat beat
abnd dance to the lady
and walk and wink
and blink and think
that it would never be the same
without her...

[jimboloco]

virgin death
on meth
dance beat
second's up

[WIREMAN]

...i remember doing this poem at a valentines reading last winter,
this is great...............

[judih]

yeah, now that you mention it!
i remember this poem
it cooed and ah'd
and came upon a sunlit page