mystic_tears replied to one of my posts, 'when our lips would meet', and after writing verse along the same theme, suggested I post a topic to write about. I think it's a great idea. So, feel free to leave your verse on this topic. For those who haven't written anything new lately, like myself, perhaps this will inspire you...


Mac =)

Do you mean, like someone begins? Or... wow... I'm so confused... I need inspiration... *grasps at straws* Lets write about pink elephants in ra-ra skirts dancing the fandango... :)

The topic is "Your Memory". Submit your own new verse based on that theme. It doesn't have to be the title, only the theme.


Mac =)

On my pillow
And on my mind
The essence of
Your body lies

Reflections of
Your soft caress
And peering into
Your dreamy eyes

Do you think
That we could share
This place where
Thoughts run free?

Take care my love
Next time we meet
It'll be
In your memory

So it is my perception from that phrase, or must it continue on your idea... sorry for being a pain...

Mac's topic

" your memory":


stand bare under the harsh vanity lights
looking at my reflection, my fingers gently trace
the outlines of my breast following down
around the curve of my ribs

With a breath, I lower my lids to catch a glimpse
of you on the dark side, you are there
behind me, breathing in the fragrance
of my hair, resting your hands upon my hips
pulling your hardness closer to me

Your mouth is upon the nape of my neck
covering my skin with chills of eagerness
Your finger tips demand my nipples to stand
With much willingness, I spread my legs,
allowing you closer

Your hands move down my belly slowly
making my back arch, I can barely stand
My legs are weakening with every whisper
your mouth murmurs upon my skin

I want you to take me now, I want to be wrapped
around you, surround you with my quaking walls
but you prefer to watch my squirming reflection
You love to see the power your touch has over me,
You love to hear me breathing hard, to feel my body quiver
You know with whisper touches, I can be brought
forth to near ecstasy, my body is screaming with delirium

My moans jolt my eye lids open to
Once again seeing only my reflection,
My complexion red with memory of your touch....

Your Memory

I always knew you loved me,
Even when you were too drunk to remember me.
I always knew you cared,
Through the times where you forgot.

When life was but a past time in your hectic world,
I knew you loved me.
Through your nocturnal living, and drunken haze,
I knew you cared.

When you would beg on your knees at me for money,
I thought it was only a phase.
When I reached out for a hug, and was rejected,
I knew you still cared.

As your memory faded, and you forgot my voice,
I knew you couldn't help it.
As you faded before me, drifting with ill health,
I knew you loved me.

I always knew you cared,
Even when you forgot...

I love you...

wonderful words there .......... try.

Try...wonderful. excellent point of view and delivery.


Mac =)

Mystic...your verse is an erotic awakening depicted with pleasurable precision.


Mac =)