Been here long time: Lets just use a poem
 

I never posted in here in all my time. Actually to be honest, what Im about to post really wouldnt fit anywhere else. Neither here in truth either since its not purely sexually related. The other board types Im on though, I guess Im tired of the same response types I get. Maybe here with its more "broad" but sexually focused nature will be enlightening.

I think though it will give a clue to the type of person I am.

This poem of sorts is based off the scene in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang (of all things) that has Dick Van Dyke, and Sally Ann Howes in it. Where Dyke dressed as a giant clown toy, goes to wind up the giant music box with Howes untop.

This was just used as a basis. My poem is much more a dark reflection.



Turning the key.
Passion in my eyes.
The audience gathers.

I/She Spins round and around.
While calling to her of love.
The audience giggles.

I/She cannot see me.
Realizing the validity in the repetition.
The audience laughs.

I/She winds down.
Staring pleadingly into her mystic eyes.
The audience roars.

The music box is stopped.
A circular motion, a circular event.
The audience dissipates.

it's lovely!

Very nice. Do you write alot of poetry?

No.. I think you can see why when you realize I was trying to get the feeling of a helpless loop with it. I.E. it was supposed to leave you feeling unresolved. Like a loop that happens over and over.

Interesting. Here is one of mine.

Grasped in eternity our love will pass the tempest and with justice and trusting, our love that is true will hold back the darkness.
With our love we will travel beyond this world of hate and slaughter and lusting, to a world of clear rhythm and hue.
A world of golden terraces and ruby moons.
Where in a emerald glen of that blessed realm.
We will drink wine and make love, forever!

Hmm.

I cant help but think of classical greek imagery with that one Catch.

:D