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I Feel Lonelier Today. A Poem
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Posted:Aug 15, 2018 6:56 am
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2018 1:59 pm
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I feel lonelier today. You will not be A part of my day. That ended last night When we had An altercation. I wouldn't label it A fight.
For a guy who Prides himself On his strength You didn't seem To be able to handle The truth. You couldn't see What to others Was plainly visible. You didn't lash out For that I grateful. But I the bearer Of harsh news And for that I will suffer.
Yes I lonelier today I sad that You won't be there for me. I not strong I don't pretend to be. I might be a fool To be weak I might be a fool To think other people Can help me through. My times of trouble And strife That people can be helpful.
I would have liked For both of us To be there for each other. To fend off Our demons together To fight alongside One another. But that will no longer Be possible For you have shunned me For telling the truth. And on my part Sadness ensues. As loneliness becomes My new normal.
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My Moments Aplenty. A Poem
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Posted:Aug 14, 2018 9:51 pm
Last Updated:Aug 15, 2018 8:44 am
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I know you've given Up on me You've written me off As uninteresting. At times I myself Would agree But not indefinitely. For I have my moments And believe me They are aplenty.
So while you seek Someone with Some other qualities. I will be seeking the same. Someone who values me And wants to experience One of my moments. And if he finds them good May he make them plenty.
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The Best Of Kissing. A Poem
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Posted:Aug 14, 2018 3:35 pm
Last Updated:Aug 14, 2018 11:07 pm
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It's in his kiss. It's urgency. It's tenderness. His lips. His tongue. And their interaction With mine. Yes. Their intermingling!
How wet is it? It may not seem Like a romantic subject But there is A fluid exchange. Yes saliva Is in the mix.
Let's hope One has a refreshing scent With freshly brushed teeth Or the use of mouth wash Or gum Or a mint.
Press Pressure Breath Breathing Giving As good As one is getting. It's all there In the best Of kissing.
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Loyalty. A Poem
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Posted:Aug 12, 2018 9:30 pm
Last Updated:Aug 19, 2018 3:15 pm
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You have baggage It really is unimaginable. My heart breaks For multiple reasons You are so pulled And torn from emotions. I offer whatever I can To ease your pain And stress. But you can't Or won't accept.
It was growing. I think it was For both of us. But this reemergence Of baggage Caused it to stop. I don't know If you can Keep up Even a dialogue. For loyalty Is strange And you feel obligated.
So I am in A holding pattern. Wondering if I should Change direction. Find a new destination. Because honey My fuel and time Are not unlimited.
You joked about Thinking your baggage Was lost by American airlines. But this is really No laughing matter. It's heart wrenching.
I'm not sure I can Truly know what you Are enduring. But I commiserate And will be there If you need a friend.
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Thoughts About Baring Assets. A Poem
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Posted:Aug 12, 2018 7:43 am
Last Updated:Aug 15, 2018 6:17 am
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I understand the allure. It's to feel wanted. Attractive to the opposite sex. Show them all Of your assets. But could it be better To leave something To their imaginations?
I think you make Yourself one-dimensional A sex object only Can you afford The rest of you Being ignored?
I am hesitant To bare it all For strangers. Is this a hang up? Or is my being reserved A good alternative? Not to say I Would never venture To a nude beach. But at such a place Everyone is on the same Level playing field. Everyone's an exhibitionist. And there it's not Just about being a sex object It's about cavorting With nature.
There is the idea That if you have it Flaunt it. I suppose I can't fault That prevalent attitude. But it still goes back to What do you want Others to think of you? If they like your exterior Will your interior Receive it's due?
I just realized I spoke an TV TS Dating taboo Someone's feelings And thoughts Could be considered drama Or having strings attached And we all know That most folks Do not want Any of that.
So with all due respect I leave you to your own opinion. Ouch! I think there is Another touchy TV TS Dating subject Aretha Franklin might have Something to say about it In fact I'm sure She would spell it out And she was only asking For a little bit. Would that we all Give and receive it.
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The Effect Of Your Voice A Poem
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Posted:Aug 12, 2018 12:15 am
Last Updated:Aug 12, 2018 8:31 am
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I missed your voice I could hear you talk All night long. But you said You were tired. Your voice huskier than usual Your tiredness discernible So we agreed to End the call. You with A TTYL Which I had to have You repeat As I couldn't understand It sounded so garbled.
I said goodnight And thank you for calling. I got my fix Of your voice For the moment. It's like a weight Was lifted off. Seriously that is how It felt. I could sigh now Breathe easier Your voice like A comforter When a chill is in the air. That fills me With such warmth.
Some folks believe in pheromones For me it's an auditory attraction. We have joked That you ain't no Barry White That is true But you might Be comparable To Sam Elliot And Seth Rogan. One is an inveterate ladies man The other a character/comedian.
You know well Your effect on me. Not sure you really believe I am telling the truth. Keep talking baby You will have your proof.
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Morning Sex Participants. A Poem
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Posted:Aug 11, 2018 9:32 am
Last Updated:Aug 13, 2018 8:24 am
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What would you do If you awoke And I was stroking And sucking your cock? Would you say Whoe baby! Or just groan And moan?
What would you say If I said I want to fucking ride you! Would you shake your head? Or say Please, go ahead! Yes!
I would throw one leg Over yours Position myself To be impaled On your hard cock Now standing straight up.
I would moan As I eased all the way down. How it felt glorious! I would start moving Down and up Up and down. You couldn't help yourself You reach for my boobs Cupping them at first Then pinching my nipples. I bend down You kiss me Just what I wanted. Mmmmmm We murmur in unison.
I straighten up You take my outstretched hands We are so into this! This glorious rhythm. We are building To something! Can you guess? A climax? A mutual oragasm? That would make This morning perfect!
Ah morning sex! What a way To start the day! Would you say You would be A more than willing participant?
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Tell Folks How You Fell In Love A Poem
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Posted:Aug 11, 2018 7:52 am
Last Updated:Jul 16, 2019 12:23 am
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Someday I want you To tell the story Of how you felll In love with me. Not to put words In your mouth But this is what I can forsee.
Tell folks how we talked About any and everything How we laughed About funny anecdotes How we both Thought we were ourselves Each pretty amusing And entertaining.
Tell folks how we flirted How I loved The sound of your voice. How I was so Very complimentary. That you couldn't help Feeling good about yourself.
Tell folks that I had A big heart That I was compassionate. That I was supportive And wanted the best For you and yours. That I was quick To offer kisses and hugs Virtual to start But the affection Was real in person.
Ah yes! In person How our chemistry Was off the charts! My green eyes Taking in all of you Like I couldn't get enough! You had never seen That level of hunger Of desire That translated into passion.
They don't really need The intimate details. Let them use Their imaginations. Suffice it to say Time was never wasted In the bedroom!
Tell them finally That it was my honesty I was simply A good person. Who loved wholeheartedly Who gave so much Asking little in return It was just my nature To treat others As I would like to be treated. Making people smile And their days brighter.
This was not written with anyone in particular in mind. I have no clue really why guys fall in love. Although to me it seems that it is possibly superficially related to looks. I could use some guys' opinions on the matter. If you are of the opinion that love is overrated or doesn't matter that is not the attitude I am looking for... LOL.
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My Brand Of Chatterbox A Poem
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Posted:Aug 10, 2018 7:20 am
Last Updated:Aug 11, 2018 5:32 am
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I can be a chatterbox I can talk quite a lot. I can talk about This and that Some of it may Make sense Some of it may Seem like a rant. Some of it follows In a straight line. Some of it goes off On a tangent Some even seem Like a roller coaster ride.
People get used to This quality about me Or they dismiss me entirely. What should I do When the latter happens? Should I be depressed That I have been Judged harshly? Should I realize That I not Everyone's cup of tea? The saying You can't please everybody Is correct Wouldn't you agree?
But still it stings Something about me Did not pass muster I should say Thank my lucky stars That someone so judgemental Was like the trash Taking itself out. I may have prattled on But that is my nature My mind wants To make sense of things It's curious and open. Would that I were closed And had not a curious bone? How could I live with myself? Too many thoughts Bottled up It's true I could save them Write them down If need be But I like the exchange Of ideas that chatting And conversations engender And bring about.
Yes I a chatterbox But I also listen too My compassion and empathy Can be considered Top notch I not just saying this I feel for other people Caring about others Is instinctive.
Do you know When I silent? Perhaps when you are speaking And I trying to absorb What you are saying. But if silence grows Between us That is what Can be worrisome. An awkward silence I have been known To plug it up With inane chatter.
There are different Kinds of chatterboxes. The know-it-alls, The knowledge snobs Pretentious to a fault. That is not me I know my knowledge Is never and ever Will be complete. Even an education From the ivy league. Does not make one An expert in all things. Humility and being humble Along with candor And an open mind Are what my brand Of Chatterbox contains. Now to employ A successful marketing scheme.
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A Morning Reverie. A Poem
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Posted:Aug 9, 2018 4:11 am
Last Updated:Aug 9, 2018 6:39 pm
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I awake. I look across at you. At your face. How I long to touch To caress And trace your features Starting with your eyebrows Then your eyes Nose and lips. At first with my fingertips Then I want My lips to follow The same path.
I am smitten! As you would say. To which I laugh And say that word Is so old-fashioned And quaint And mumble Hardly under my breath But quite accurate.
You are still asleep This was my morning reverie. When you awake These actions I may take. But hopefully add Many more To make this not Just a good morning But great!
As we, to use Two other old words Fornicate And consummate Our feelings Whether love on my part Or just lust on yours.
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The Parts You Want. A Poem
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Posted:Aug 8, 2018 6:34 am
Last Updated:Aug 8, 2018 12:36 pm
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You want to take me apart. Just deal with the parts you want. I can understand this urge Parts of me can be too much.
I shouldn't fault you. There are parts you have That I could do without. The ones that can discard Others so easily. The ones that dismiss people And act nonchalantly.
I suppose I just care more About the whole person. It can cost me more In the long run. My emotional Investments Rarely get returned. In fact I'm surprised I am not bankrupt In the emotion department.
What would it look like To meet someone Who thinks like me? Who values the whole The sum and the parts? If I ever find this person I'm sure I will write about it Until then I wonder If I can deal with parts of me Receiving attention And not the rest.
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What Do I Expect? A Poem
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Posted:Aug 7, 2018 7:55 pm
Last Updated:Aug 8, 2018 6:10 am
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I think I am done At least for a while. I just am sick And tired Of the games men play. Hot for me one day And then act like I don't exist the next. I really want to tell Them then to just Go fuck themselves. But I only think it instead.
What this is Is cavalier treatment. I should tell the perpetrators That I am not There to be used. It's true People can become busy But that very statement Could be communicated Instead of be exhibiting silence.
What do I expect This is TV TS Dating after all Full of selfish Ill mannered oafs. I have to weed them out. It is just tiresome And my system can fail When players And dishonest folks Sneak through. I should be mad! But I am hurt too! What do I expect? How about being treated Like they themselves Would like to be. A little respect For my thoughts And feelings. Is that too much to ask? Apparently from a large Number of folks On TV TS Dating it is.
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You Are An Artist. A Poem
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Posted:Aug 6, 2018 8:26 pm
Last Updated:Aug 9, 2018 12:50 pm
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There's no doubt You are an artist. I can't wait to sample Some of your work. This making out You talk about. With your lips and tongue.
You paint a vivid picture Of a moment Full of passion. With the brush of your lips With the swipe and swish Of your tongue Making another person Your captive Desire envelopes them Then begins the full onslaught. You, the make out artist Doing your best work.
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