the urge

Post by **mtmynd** » May 13th, 2005, 11:44 am

i feel it coming on
like kindling -
only to grow more intense

the intruder from below
the joy searcher
demanding my attention

(its the urge... yea, the urge)

that fire in the loins
the genital stir
the pulsations...

the passions rising
the visions stirring
the desire burning

(its the urge... yes! the urge)

i succumb to it
my choices are zilch
it's too powerful

altho i could ignore it
it is... possible, but
the time is nice... right

(it's the urge... urging...)

that stirring, that heat
those memories of before
never seem to tire

i'll just touch the area
slowly... re-discovering
that special feeling

(it's the urge... that urge-ency)

that special time
between I and me
that we all know

get away
get involved
get off...

(it's the urge... the surge)

type left handed
grope right handed
the touch, the squeeze

friday the 13th
whooo... who knows
but I and me....

(it's the urge... the purge)

Post by **panta rhei** » May 13th, 2005, 1:10 pm

the urge
when fingers type
what fingers touch
diagonally alert
while the halves
of the brain shudder
in utter criss-cross sensations

Post by **Artguy** » May 13th, 2005, 4:42 pm

Urges splurge on my frail being ....binges tantalize my outer fringes...excess gets excessive....but I'm only me the un me the not me no I just essence of non existence all that emptiness filled with the urge to not have urges....

Post by **judih** » May 14th, 2005, 2:35 am

urge
hot honey melt
jimmy page tickles my memory
as i recall past surrenders
light feather notions
water bed emotions

giving in
under shock pink showers
sporadic fireworked epiphanies

left handed exit
mind blown entry

Post by **Glorious Amok** » May 15th, 2005, 1:31 am

kiss me with utterly reckless abandon, give yourself over completely to the strength of the desires that have mugged the butterflies which nervously hovered about your ears and shirt collar last week. kiss me because you have laid in your bed at night with your dick in one hand, stroking your nipples with the other, a third reaching up thru the window, digging its nails into the back of the moon, and you, kissing a pillow tenderly, no, aggressively, no... wondering what the kiss would be like on that night, that night when you would finally step over that line drawn in the sand and touch your lips to mine. kiss me because you can't stand to not kiss me any longer. i have kissed a pillow, and called it by your name. i have had to shake the fantasies from my hair, the stars caught in the tangles, shake your name from my bedsheets, and sweep up the starry dust that fell there. i have had to rip your name out of my hair, like combing out an old dreadlock, just to get up and get on with my day. i have had to put your name away, like empty wine bottles, before guests came over to visit.

hester_prynne · Post by **hester_prynne** » May 15th, 2005, 2:52 pm

urge
dirge,
pants
dance,
squeeze
my
crazy
grapes;

splish
splash,
a
masterbath,
spread your
bubble,
abate your
trouble,
dribbling through
the rubble;

a tisket,
a tasket,
a shot into
a basket,
victorious
may
you end,
and may
you also
come
again.

Post by 4° » June 8th, 2005, 11:42 am

perfect
urgent
loveitman.

Post by **AQuestion** » June 9th, 2005, 4:21 am

happy jacking

Post by **mousey1** » June 13th, 2005, 12:43 pm

Here and henceforth I shall picture you differently whilst you peck er at your keyboard!!!!

A little advice...

You best choke off that urge while using the library computers mister!!! Hmmmmm, that doesn't sound right somehow....but you know what I mean....

Post by **mtmynd** » June 14th, 2005, 10:42 am

so many wonderful responses..! thanx for connecting... it felt sooo good!!

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