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Let the Feelings flow

When you tell me Dear
That you want to feel
My Yoni.

I wonder if you want to
Do it with your Mouth
Fingers or Phallus.

How about letting
Each of them
Take Turns...
In telling you
How they feel
Within the outer
And the inner
Peripheries of me
And my Yoni.

I am all yours.
Let the feelings flow…

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Fingers

In that photo of yours
I saw you –
Your face, your shoulders,
Your hands, and then
Your fingers…

My lips quivered
So did my hands
And I felt like touching you,
With my quivering lips
And unsure hands,
Those very beautiful
Exquisite fingers…

Reading your poems of love
And pondering over your letters…
Sometimes I imagine
You writing to me
With those very same
Slender and artistic
Adept fingers…

Very often I feel
And wonder…
If your fingers
Ever do ache
Writing so long,
So nice,
And so very endless,
Day after day…

And if they do, my Love
I feel like pampering them
With tender, loving care
A kiss here, a kiss there…
Holding them,
Caressing them,
Sucking them slow…

Your fingers in my mouth
Taking turns to go
One by one,
I feel them,
Nibble them,
Suckle them,
Make love to them,
Within the deep recesses
Of my oral crevice…

Till they feel pampered
And satiated
And I feel the same too…
Contented and happy
Making love to you
With your fingers
In my mouth…

A wonderful tryst
Of love and lust,
Warmth and arousal,
And then if you wish…
And if I'm also willing,
We can play this game
All night long…

Where you don’t win
And I don’t lose
We both win over together
And lose ourselves
To each other…

I give free rein to
Your fingers…
To touch, feel
And explore
The inner crevices
And every pore
Of my body…

The mouth has had its turn
Now, do you wish to go
Further down..?
And see how it feels
To caress my breasts,
My derriere and my
Yoni,
With those seeking,
Exploring fingers of yours…

You’ve penned a lot of poetry
And your letters intoxicate me…
How about writing
Some letters of love
And a few lines of love ballads
On the spaces and margins
Of my body…
Dipping your fingers,
And drinking into
The juice of my
Dripping Yoni…

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Stroke

Stroke yourself up and down,
Down and up, on the sides and
Edges, the folds and fullness
Of your protruding tip.

And feel that sacred place
I want to worship ~
With my kisses x x x x
Yes, that potent phallus
Of yours, the holy 'lingam'
That would bestow
My Yoni with the seeds
Of our Progeny.

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Opposites Attract!

My yoni’s
Always wet -
Your mouth’s
Always dry.

No wonder,
Opposites
Attract ;)

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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It's Oozing...

I am loving the feel
Of the way
It is oozing...
Wet and Warm,
Soft and Tender,
White and Clear
With a misty smell
Nature's Spell -
Feel at home
With the way
It is oozing...

Drop by Drop,
Flows and Stops
Flows again...
Stops to Pause
And makes me feel
Like an amorous woman.

And then it again
Oozes...
I love the smell
You would too
On such oozing days
I really miss you.
I am sure, you would
Love the taste of it too.

Though I leave it to you
How you would like to
Lip it, Sip it,
Savouring...
Every dropp of it.

Come to me,
When you are thirsty
And I'll quench you.
Do let me know
How best I can serve you.

Would you like to
Follow me down
To drink me divine
From my oozing Yoni?
Or
Would you like to
Explore, finger and feel,
The source of all my oozes,
The smell of all that amuses
The oozing woman in me,
And the thirsting man in you?

Pray, do let me know
How you want to explore -
And I'll take you to the Forest
Deep down there...
And amongst the many,
Soft and tender, supple and slender,
Layers and layers of love and warmth,
You will savour the taste,
The feel and the smell,
Of Nature's Spell -
That succulent, juicy
Nectar of mine
The oozing Amrit
Of my dripping Yoni.

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Nectar

Something
That pours
Into his
Mouth,
From me

I call it
Nectar.

He calls it
The juice
Of my
Yoni.

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Heaven

His mouth
Is the
Heaven
In which
My
Yoni
Has
Countless
Rebirt hs
To
Attain
Moksha.

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Mouth

You know
Where your
Mouth belongs

No, it doesn't
Belong to my
Mouth ;)

No, not even
To your face.

It belongs to my
One and only
Yoni ;)

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Letting Go

Ah, she tastes like wine
Such a human being so divine
Oh she feels like sun
Mother nature look at what youre done
Oh I feel like letting go
Oh I feel like letting go.
Ah, she looks like snow
I want to put her in a broadway show
Ah shell dance and dine
Like a lucifer shell always shine
Oh I feel like letting go
Oh I feel like letting go.
Oh I feel like letting go.
Ah, she sings it so
I want to put her on the radio
One day and there you are
Ladies and gentleman -
A brand new star.
Oh I feel like letting go
Oh I feel like letting go.

song performed by by Paul McCartney
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All I Can Do

Its all I can do to keep from falling in love with you
All I can do to keep from letting it show
Yeah its all I can do to keep from falling in love with you
All I can do to keep from telling you so
I wasnt looking for love when I found you
Just someone to be with and have a good time
But I get these strange funny feelings around you
When youre not with me, youre still on my mind
And its all I can do to keep from falling in love with you
All I can do to keep from letting it show
Yeah its all I can do to keep from falling in love with you
All I can do to keep from telling you so
I had intended to wait for a long time
I thought that love would just mess up my plans
cause I had big plans for a bright shining future
Could this be my future thats holding my hand
And its all I can do to keep from falling in love with you
All I can do to keep from letting it show
Yeah its all I can do to keep from falling in love with you
All I can do to keep from telling you so
I need to tell you how I feel about you
But Im so afraid that you dont feel the same
But if I dont tell you how I feel about you
I just might lose you, can I take that chance
And its all I can do to keep from falling in love with you
All I can do to keep from letting it show
Yeah its all I can do to keep from falling in love with you
All I can do to keep from telling you so

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Hubby Asks Me

Hubby asks me:
Do you love me
More than your
Poetry?

It's a difficult
Question to
Answer…
You see.

It's like
Asking me
If I love
My bosom
More than
My yoni.

The fact is,
I would feel
Incomplete
Without -
Either of
Them.

Both of them
Complete me
As a woman.

It's the same
For my hubby,
And my poetry.
Both of them -
Consummate me.

I would feel
Incomplete -
If any of them
Leave me,
For I love them
Both, immensely.

(Poem themed on Love)

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Because I Am Blind With You I Can See

i ask for your fingers and you were so kind
you touch me with the gentle feel of such
tiny ten tributaries
with so much love your fingers have become a set
of loving hands
and you take me to places i have not been before
to things i have not ever touched
to feelings i have never felt

this is our house, you first tell me, feel the living room
it is warm and cozy and full of concerned conversations,
this is actually what we call a home,
and you are here

you are telling me with the definite and bold strokes
of your choice of words

and this is the window, you continue telling me
this is where you see the world outside
those are blue clouds, and i have known blue
through the ice cubes that fill the glass of orange juice
that you give me

those are red roses in the garden, and i feel the red
through the hot tea that you serve me,
and then
you take my hands to your breasts, and you tell me
this is me, and i feel the beating of your heart and you tell me
again
inside is my heart, and with all love you are telling me again

you are always here

and this
i have felt, and since then i am never blind.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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This Spectral Love

That girl, she loves my jazz

Eyes closed, she twirls

Her pearly whites revealing

A momentary content

That madcap girl

Blues and Reds send her to the moon, baby

Greens to the carpet

Digging in her heels

Takes the fix for the kicks

To be comfortable

To feel remarkable

That sweet child

Slinks like a cat

Up my leg

Purring all the while

'Make love to me, ' she smiles dreamily

'Make love before the sun comes up'

That girl, she is

A wounded bird

But she laughs all night long

How she laughs

That girl, my girl

Never wants to leave

This room, these feelings

This spectral love of ours

poem by Yoni Assis
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Wetness

What is it
About my
Wetness,
You love?

The smell,
The sweat,
The look,
The feel,
The touch...

And how do you
Love to touch?

Your fingers,
Your mouth,
Your phallus?

Express your love,
I’m all wet.

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Consuming Thoughts

There are thoughts inside me,
But I can’t seem to let them free!
The thought of not letting them out is frustrating me!

Its like all the feelings are stuck inside,
I try to let them out oh you have no idea how hard I’ve tried,
And still they stay hidden inside!

I have no idea what I feel,
Whether I am happy, sad, or even if my feelings are real,
I just can’t tell what my emotions and mind feel!

I want to scream out,
And let go of all doubt,
Yet I can’t even describe what there is to let out.

I wish I could tell you,
Could explain how I feel and what I want to do,
Although with everything in my mind my mouth has nothing to tell you.

I am suffocating in my own inability to speak my thoughts,
I feel as if I have nothing inside me even though I know I have lots.
How can it be fair that one’s demise can include one’s own mere thoughts?

By:
Bethany Maxwell © May 31,2010

poem by Bethany Maxwell
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I Am The River Messenger

I do not want to understand
I do not want to know
Just I want to feel
Where the feelings lead me!
I do not want to understand
I do not want to know.
Just i want to be like water
Just I want to flow like a river.

Just I want to stand like a hill high
And feel the flow of the wind at the top
How hard it blows! Under what condition
The water turns into ice and ice into stone!
How hard it hurt at the heart in the transformation!
How does it to feel the hardship of the world from the top!
Does the ocean know? so I want to be a messenger
From the top of the hill to the bottom of the ocean like a river.

poem by Abdul Wahab
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Chicago II

I feel the tug of life
on my apron strings
the ebb and flow
of the big city.

I feel the wilderness
letting go.

I feel awakening
a ferocity of my own.

I feel the pull of the world
on my bootstraps.
the sites I've yet to see.

I feel my skin
settling in to the skin
of the big city.

I feel my veins pumping with the life
of this new city.

I feel my tissues revitalized,
I feel the virtigo of life
swarming around me.

I feel the call
of the city
even now.

And I must go, to this new place,
and feel life, at a new pace.

11-4-03

poem by Valerie Jupe
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I Feel I Can't Feel My Own Feelings

I feel,
I feel like a stranger with my own feelings
I feel like an outcast in my own healing
I feel like deception in my own truth
I feel like a coward in my own greatness
I feel like a loser in my own victory
I feel like the victim in my own attack
I feel I can't find right words from my own lips
I feel am opting out of my own success
I feel my soul dodging my own body
I feel my failing exceeding my own guts
I feel my nightmares overcoming my dreams
I feel dejected in my own being
I feel a refuge in my own nation
I feel missing in my own premises
I feel blind with my own open open eyes
I feel empty with my own well-informed mind
I feel stolen with the divine likeness am wearing?
I feel you could tell me what you feel am feeling right in my feelings.

poem by Iyamuremye Wilfred
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Somebody Knows

Out of my head and delighted, somebody knows how I feel
If you ask me to play it, you wont have to say it twice
cause Im goin to the head of the line, Im takin my life away
Im so glad you made it, and now that youre ready
Ill begin to tell you what you want, but I know
(I feel, I feel) somebody knows, (I feel, I feel) somebody knows
(I feel, I feel) somebody knows, (I feel, I feel)
Somebody knows what you want and what youre tryin to do
cause the same thing can happen to you
A little smoke, a little drink, can make somebody start to think
That he knows
(I feel, I feel) somebody knows (I feel, I feel)
Somebody knows what you want, when you want it
(somebody knows) when youre doin it right
Somebody sees with their feelings, and feels what theyre being tonight
And were doin it together, I know
(I feel, I feel) somebody knows, (I feel, I feel) somebody knows
(I feel, I feel) somebody knows, (I feel, I feel) God I know
(I feel, I feel) somebody knows, (I feel) I feel somebody knows
(I feel, I feel) somebody knows, (I feel, I feel)
Got what you want on the run now, keep it on in sight
Make me crazy, and you wont need me to tell you that youre doin it right
cause I know
(I feel, I feel) somebody knows, (I feel) I feel somebody knows
(I feel, I feel) somebody knows (I feel, I feel)

song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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The Falling

Sitting in the darkness of my room
i cant wait to talk to you
to hear about your day
and to tell you of mine
i know you love me
but some times it hurts
you feel so distant never as befor
all the nights we spend together
wanting more
when im beside you i feel like im home
but when your not here i feel so alone
i wonder what your thinking
all the bleeding and the fighting is all part of it
but no matter how bad it gets im never letting you go
i made a promise and im keeping it
never letting us slip through my fingers
because the feeling of love lingers
as butterflys fill me stomach every time your around
and when i hear your voice the moste beautiful sound

poem by Sandy Vanity
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Volcano Of Passion

As the passion builds inside, my heart beats faster
My mouth goes dry
My hands become clammy
My eyes widen in anticipation
Out comes a flow of words, a flow of meanings
A flow of thought and feelings

I can feel it growing inside me, waiting to burst out
I really just want to shout as the words flow out onto the page
Without any rage, just a desire, a passion
For my words to have their own stage

The volcano has erupted, the words flow
Yet when the dust settles, nobody but me knows whats happened
It's my very own volcano of passion

poem by Craig Piercy
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