Poetry

Confused

You left me confused

the day you left

I felt abused

felt alone, bereft.
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The times we spent in one another's arms

I felt no pains, no sorrows

I felt like I would receive no harm

yes-I was never sad.
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The times we lay in bed

and talked about our lives that lay ahead

I wonder sometimes, if you thought I was the best you had.
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The hot moments we spent with me inside you

you told me how much you loved that feeling

how it sent you reeling

the feeling of me going off inside you.
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So when I think back now on those times

I wonder if you are reminded of it at any time

remembering all those wonderful times we had

when we were as one-as me and you.

Poetry

Would You Remember Me

If we saw each other tomorrow

or perhaps in another lifetime or place

would you remember me

would you remember my name my face.
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Could it be the same

start over the way we once were

or would that be an impossibility

am I to take all the blame?
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I like to believe we could start over

forget our differences forget our trespasses

as we would want others to forgive us

or is this all just a nightmare-I shall never awaken from?
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Don't judge me until you have walked a mile in my shoes

don't try to make me something you want me to be

but accept me for all my faults and truths

that's all I ask of you
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so I ask of you

would you remember me

if we were to see each other tomorrow

or perhaps another lifetime-lover

my reason for living-my soulmate.

Poetry

Noticing The Finer Things In Life

I like to sit under a shady tree

drinking a tall glass of iced tea

while watching all the fine college men pass me

It makes me hard just looking at their firm asses

fit into those tight jogging shorts they wear

not to mention their muscular upper bodies and arms

all tanned and rippling

even their legs look good with the calves bulging with muscles

makes me wanna cum in my pants

just thinking about riding that pony

I could sit all day and watch them run by

and hope they don't see me leering at them

I'm going to have good dreams tonight - that I know.

Poetry

Naked    Erotica Poem


To be in each other's arms

our naked bodies warm

we would think about nothing other

only about us as lovers.
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We would let our lips roam

to suck on necks-lips

when we get down on our knees and held each other's hips

we would give each other oral-letting out pleasureful moans
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We would taste each other's love creams

on several occasions

on that we made promises

they all were as pleasureful as the first ones
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Our lives-our love

seemed endless

your body tasted-felt like no other body I have tasted-felt of

our love seemed boundless.

Copyrighting

All Fiction and Poetry in my blog is Copyrighted by Mark Cutler

All Poetry and Fiction is Copyright by Mark Cutler

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