Many days go past
I sit under a window sill
Life is strange and dear
My mother told me nay
I say why mom nay
Touch not that which is not yours
For God said “Thou shall not steal”
If I don’t steal how shall I live
By the sweat of your brow shall yee
I love my mom and my pop
They discipline me till say I will not
Great is day that I can say
I never touch what is not mine
For both my hands I do value
Love and mercy I ever seek
For I never wish my hand to wither
Better two hands than none
By Felicia McCaw
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
FELICIA'S DREAM TO SEE NIAGARA FALLS
Felicia’s Dream to See Niagara Falls
Love is in the air – My Love comes at night!
See how Sweet he is to my eye.
My cheeks flush with anticipation.
My soul flutters and wishes to Join with his!
Water rushes over Lovers entwined in Lover’s Quest.
See how my hand stroked over hard masculine flesh.
Quivers fill my belly with hot flashes of pain
O that I could be with him now.
Please hurry I know no other way to be.
Sin is not – but love is sweeter than any hummingbird’s tongue.
Trouble me not those who does not see me as I am
I am his to tomorrow sings.
He picks me up as I weigh not.
Gracious me – I am astounded at his sweet troubling of my flesh.
Flames of delight fill me and I cannot say nay.
Like thundering bolts we clash.
He chases me near and far.
Clasped in his arms I squeal.
Threw across his shoulder I laugh.
You have captured me and I you.
Never we part for our heart and soul is atwine.
By Felicia McCaw
Love is in the air – My Love comes at night!
See how Sweet he is to my eye.
My cheeks flush with anticipation.
My soul flutters and wishes to Join with his!
Water rushes over Lovers entwined in Lover’s Quest.
See how my hand stroked over hard masculine flesh.
Quivers fill my belly with hot flashes of pain
O that I could be with him now.
Please hurry I know no other way to be.
Sin is not – but love is sweeter than any hummingbird’s tongue.
Trouble me not those who does not see me as I am
I am his to tomorrow sings.
He picks me up as I weigh not.
Gracious me – I am astounded at his sweet troubling of my flesh.
Flames of delight fill me and I cannot say nay.
Like thundering bolts we clash.
He chases me near and far.
Clasped in his arms I squeal.
Threw across his shoulder I laugh.
You have captured me and I you.
Never we part for our heart and soul is atwine.
By Felicia McCaw
Saturday, October 23, 2010
LOTUS BLOSSOM
HEART OF MINE (EROTICA)
Fair as the magnolia shimmer
Hair as thick and sweet as berries fresh
Skin as delicate as spun silk flash of pearl
Neck slim as delicate swan
Shoulders curved to fit a man's palm
Waist as willowy as a moonbeam
Breasts proud as ripe currents
Hips round and curved as a rose petal
Slender legs as delicate as gazelle leap
Ankles so finally wrought make men sigh
Dainty feet kissable as sugars delight
Lover of the strong one
King of Nepheral he be
Tall and Strongly made
Sculpted as a god he
Legs columns of muscle delicacy
Hair thick tresses of blue black streaked with red fire
Eyes the color of rainbow
Skin smooth as golden fleece
Firm is his will
Hands long hard as thunder
Come my love embrace now
Compliance in her every step
Hard muscled arms curve her near
His lips taste of the finest honeycomb
One kiss from him and float away
Legs with no strength give away
Eyes big with wonder stare
Heart beat faster with every beat
Longing claw within deep
Arms curl around a neck corded with muscle
Legs wrap around his waist tight
Thunder and Lightening began on the slowest cresendo
Then the medium cresendo
Until the winds swept all thought away
Shivers fill each soul
Loving him still the heart
After him there can be no other
By Felicia McCaw
Fair as the magnolia shimmer
Hair as thick and sweet as berries fresh
Skin as delicate as spun silk flash of pearl
Neck slim as delicate swan
Shoulders curved to fit a man's palm
Waist as willowy as a moonbeam
Breasts proud as ripe currents
Hips round and curved as a rose petal
Slender legs as delicate as gazelle leap
Ankles so finally wrought make men sigh
Dainty feet kissable as sugars delight
Lover of the strong one
King of Nepheral he be
Tall and Strongly made
Sculpted as a god he
Legs columns of muscle delicacy
Hair thick tresses of blue black streaked with red fire
Eyes the color of rainbow
Skin smooth as golden fleece
Firm is his will
Hands long hard as thunder
Come my love embrace now
Compliance in her every step
Hard muscled arms curve her near
His lips taste of the finest honeycomb
One kiss from him and float away
Legs with no strength give away
Eyes big with wonder stare
Heart beat faster with every beat
Longing claw within deep
Arms curl around a neck corded with muscle
Legs wrap around his waist tight
Thunder and Lightening began on the slowest cresendo
Then the medium cresendo
Until the winds swept all thought away
Shivers fill each soul
Loving him still the heart
After him there can be no other
By Felicia McCaw
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