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Soft Core

He said he loved
That my lips tasted
Of cigarettes and candy
That my shinny Zippo
Made a tight square
In the taunt back pocket
Of my rock star denim

He said he loved
My somehow brightly dark
Red hair falling in an ideal frame
Around my exotic rainbow eyes
That my lipstick model pout
Was an exciting shade of pink
He hoped my femininity matched

I wonder what he will think
Of my secret white lace?


— theladyblue, Dec 26, 2007

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meic

18 years 5 months ago

Hold on a moment - let me

Hold on a moment - let me consult my Gran's handwritten book of herbal cures ... Rassol? [boiled cabbage water with a pea-sized knob of butter & pepper] ... No ... Ginger Tea - could be [reads] helps to reduce overheated blood. Right I'll read it again. It gets my full attention from the start ... champagne erotic with extra sparkle and tease. Just as well because the obligatory bucket of ice will be needed since a cold shower will not suffice. I wonder what he will think Of my secret white lace? MORE ICE!!!!!! Mike Photo: Me, September 7th 2007 - my 66th Birthday. Guernsey, Channel Islands, UK For my own orginal graphic art please visit: http://www.flickr.com/photos/7911705@N07
theladyblue

theladyblue

18 years 5 months ago

haha

you crack me up!!! thanks and ummm i hope the ice thing works out for ya lol every woman has her secrets...and i aint talkin' about her deoderant lol "For every shadow, no matter it's depth, is threatened by the morning's light..." <3 your very own angel in leather, Emarie
M

meic

18 years 5 months ago

I couldn’t resist another

I couldn't resist another reading. Damn! The ice has melted, and the bucket's gushing steam. Mike Photo: Me, September 7th 2007 - my 66th Birthday. Guernsey, Channel Islands, UK For my own orginal graphic art please visit: http://www.flickr.com/photos/7911705@N07
theladyblue

theladyblue

18 years 5 months ago

ever notice...

that red hots leave a lasting flavor...and an odd desire to be burnt again and again... soft core indeed... "For every shadow, no matter it's depth, is threatened by the morning's light..." <3 Emarie
theladyblue

theladyblue

17 years 7 months ago

ahhh

just a line break issue. thanks for bringing it to my attention! <3 Emarie @~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@ "For every shadow, no matter it's depth, is threatened by the morning's light..."
Mark

Mark

17 years 7 months ago

OOOH

OOOOOH OOOH OOH OH OOOOH ut oh :~) Man thinks this.
theladyblue

theladyblue

17 years 3 months ago

hahahahaha...

man thinks this indeed!...how in the world did i miss such a wonderful comment?!?!?! lol...thanks mark! <3 Emarie @~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@ 'My prayer is a rapture in blue' - The Ink Spots 'My Prayer' 1939