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admihoek said:
but my great friend Ascanio teleparted me this one ......................
You between your knew friends, it is a celebrating your membership with the crucified rebel-friends...........and yep it is a dark night


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I think that these ones by Ascanio are more representative for the poem ...;)
 

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LittleSiss said:
Messa is right, Roxie!

If you haven't read this one ... you really should!!!!!


http://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/eulalias-secret-crucifixion.1724/



It's where the pics are from ... I think you will like it!!!!!! ;)

It seems that the pics on the thread do not open anymore ... I hope the PDF's are still good.
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Oh wow! What an epic! I flipped through the pages to get a sense of the story. I'll go back when I have more time to read it thoroughly. The pics are amazing...and highly arousing. They really feed my fantasies.:D
 
Hey all,

I dashed off this little poem at the height of a storm blowing through my town. I find storms very arousing and was suddenly inspired when I heard the tornado sirens (no twisters actually developed). After I calmed down :rolleyes: I looked at the poem again and decided it needed a little editing and more development. I also thought the last two lines superfluous to the content of the poem, so I dropped them.

Below is the updated poem, an improvement on the original, I believe. You folks be the judge! (I'm not looking for more "likes." Just wanted to publish a better version.)

Stormy Weather (2.0)

Tornado warnings just went off
And here I hang upon my cross
Nailed up naked I can't flee
Ominous clouds far as I can see
The wind whips up, I shut my eyes
Gusts buffet me, rush between my thighs
So cool across my cunt wind flows
Like tender fingers caressing so
My nipples stiffen kissed by the wind
Making passions roil from deep within
I spread my legs to seek release
Ah! Thunder, lightning, bring surcease
From hours of torment I have borne
Since crucified this early morn
Now comes the rain, lashing hard
It stings so painful, my breasts feel scarred
Now sudden chill the air grows cold
I shiver and tremble, uncontrolled
My cross shifts and shudders against the blast
I scream in agony, how long can this last?

The rain pours down in sheets
It has cleared the streets
Of the gathered crowd
I have some peace
To hang alone cleansed by cool rain
'Till the burning sun comes out again

Roxie, June 2014
 
I prefer the first version, roxie : simpler, denser ...

And these last sentences which let dreaming ...
"Oh where are you, my dearest love?
I pray it's me you're thinking of....":rolleyes:
 
messaline said:
I prefer the first version, roxie : simpler, denser ...

And these last sentences which let dreaming ...
"Oh where are you, my dearest love?
I pray it's me you're thinking of....":rolleyes:
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In version 2.0 I was trying to better explain how the storm affects her emotionally, not just physiologically. Just as I was sexually aroused by the storm, I wanted my subject to also be sexually aroused by the wind and rain against her body.

When she "spread her legs to seek relief" she really needed her lover there to bring her to orgasm. Since I implied as much I probably should have left those last two lines in.

I'm glad you liked the poem Messa. It means a lot to me to receive your approval and critique. :D
 
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