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I'm just a old school metalhead, punk rock chick who is trying to stay sane in the World (perhaps alternate universe) of Internet Dating. Unfortunately, the staying sane is not working very well. I tend to be brutally honest, snarky, and I immediately assume what people tell me is a lie. I am SUPER ADHD so I tend to have this endless stream of consciousness thing going. Oh... And I drink like a fish and curse like a sailor (I make my mother SO proud).

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

"No matter where I stand... I'm alone"

(Sorry. TOTAL Manowar moment, anyhow...) I got this in a message (the ONLY thing in the message actually) onPlenty of Freaks. While dude gets mad creativity points, he loses all of them (and then some) to the fact he looks like a 70's era wanna be Burt Reynold's dressed up like a sort of scary suburban cowboy and due to the content of the poem (or what EVER the fuck this thing is!?!).

Let me take you hold your body in my arms

Kissing those tender lips long and deep

Can you Feel my passion rise

Let us make love all through the night

Quickly decide, we must not waste a minute of time

Deftly remove all my clothes

Slowly I begin to caress your soft skin

My fingertips start to wander

Feeling the softness of you

Those tender breasts draw my fingers to them

Touching and stroking them

Covering your body with kisses

Over the curve of the breasts

Slowly reaching the nipples peak

Sucking with greedy abandon

The heat of our bodies rapidly rising

Breathing starts to increase

Panting harder wanting you now

Your body inviting

Moulding itself into mine

Thighs parted anticipating

Requesting my body’s presence

Obligingly I settle between them

Connecting to you

So slowly at first bodies moving in time

Reaching deeper into the depths of passion

Increasing the rate of heated attack

Faster rapier like movements

Lust consuming us both

Animalistic instincts taking over

Both wanting our own pleasure

Minds blocked to all other thoughts

Oh the passion

Faster we ride our primeval lust

Peaking explosively together

Tasted the essence of passion

Screaming my name in orgasm

Your body bucks with mine

We are as one, engulfed in each other greyicewolf


And PLEASE allow me to note, since I hadn't actually bothered to read all of that until i was formatting the blog... That shit reads like a bad Romance NOVEL! Really... there is NOTHING romantic or sexy about that. Maybe if it was hand-written in a super romantic setting, MAYBE! By some strange guy on the creepiest dating site since Ashley Madison? Yeah... not so much!

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