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Mothers Katara remembered when her mother had been killed. It had taken years before she had actually been able to get a full nights rest. She would usually spend the nights crying, calling for her mother. For some reason, every time her father came in to calm her down, she would always wait, her shaken blue eyes waiting to see if maybe that day had been a horrible nightmare, that it had all been in her mind and both of her parents were coming right now to tuck her in. But she’d never come.

But that had been years ago, so long ago that even Sokka had recovered….

So why was she crying now?
She had woken up in the middle of the night, t

Bound to the PassionBound to the Passion
by Art Russell
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you know it almost always starts with a look , a look that sends a shiver up my spine

sometimes you glance at me over a book , your eyes pierce to the center of my mind

I look at you and think of two , of skin to touch and things to do

we've loved and learned and melted together , and burned so bright anew

(I remember when we first did something like this , oh the kiss)

you rise from your seat and walk away , seeming to say nothing at all

but we are bound to the past as we are to today and tho you said nothing I heard your call

I follow you from close behind , my soul warming as I catch you

Self-LoveWith the close of my eyes,
I can shut out the darkness and indulge in imagination.
Words whispered in mind arouse the body;
awakening a natural instinct of carnal exploration.

In these private moments,
personal hands make-believe the hands of memory bound lovers.
Intimate reminiscing introduces me to past quests;
and reacquaints me with myself in the most splendid of manners.

DanceTake my hand,
Let's find a place
Where nobody else can see us,
A place just for you and me
Our own paradise.

Our passion will play
A song for us to dance
Under the white moonlight

We will swing and spin
And our voices will spread noise
In the cold forests
And we will break the silence
With our laughs
We will shine in the night
With our smiles

It seems so perfect,
Yet it isn't enough...
An hour with you passes like a minute
If time stopped now
It would freeze me smiling in your arms

But here comes the dawn
To tear my dream
And you walk away
To hide like a shadow
And I am left alone to wait
For another night.

Adventure on The High Seas Chapter 17‘’What a baby what good is that’’ said the owner of the tavern.
He didn’t look one bit please as Miss Kitty tried to make him see sense. She knew from Alyson’s point of view that keeping Garnet in her care was the safest of decisions. She couldn’t let her down.
‘’Oh who would turn away such a cute face’’ said Miss Kitty holding Garnet in front of them.
‘’But an illegal pregnancy I don’t know as long she didn’t came from you or your sisters bellies’’ said his female co-owner.
Miss Kitty wrinkled her face in disgust. She loved children a lot but she was certainly not one for doing such an act.
‘’Look do I have time to mingle with the male crowd on my free time that is’’ said Miss Kitty trying to make a point.
‘’I see not as long the actual mother is willing to pay in full for caring for this infant isn’t cheap with the price of milk and fresh clo

The Sorcery of SeductionI, from my heart, give you this fire
To ignite the flames of young desire.

You know me not, yet your heart does see
Something beneath which the eyes can't perceive.

The flames will devour; thought-pervading lust
You cannot it escape it. Surrender you must.

Oh, my sweetest, dare not resist
Your burning love will only persist

Though to this moment, you deny me still
For love you'll give in and bend to my will.

And under full moon, when our starry eyes meet
Your fate will be sealed - my love spell complete.

By my intent and your heart's wish
Our lips shall be locked
in a fatal kiss.

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I was asked by a woman I once knew to write an erotic poem for her, this is what I wrote, and the results were.... Explosive.

Critique by ~Michel-le-fou Dec 7, 2012, 2:37:22 AM

This is my first authorized critique since joiniing the group.
First of all, the choice of words through the first two stanzas was eye-catching. "I long to inflame your appetite with a monsoon of caresses..." is very unusual expression for modern poetry and even I think of writing such style. Good work for thinking of it first. Second, the line length and rhythm are very well-conceived. You show good awareness of both. I believe I have collected from you before. You promise good reading so far as I remember, and this entry is no exception. I enjoyed it from first line to last.

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