Your Voice on “Love” – Where Our Readers Take Center Stage
Posted on 31. Jan, 2010 by admin in Entertainment
This is a new segment where readers are invited to submit a sample of their works of art for submission, and this month’s topic is, “Love” - a love found, love lost or love that has yet to be found. The love of others and love of self …it is all in one’s own interpretation.
All works are copy written and not permitted for reproduction, reprint or redistribution without the consent of the author.
Fingers Talk
By: Yan Kay
Baby lets have a conversation
I want you to just listen
Let my fingers tips do the talking
They will tell you
How much I love your curves
The arch in your lower back
As you lay there
Theyll say
How soft your skin feels
Silky beneath them
Let my finger tips tell you
Its favorite place is your breast
They will touch you so firm
Yet so delicately
They will tell you a story
One about ecstasy
This is their purpose tonight
To make a trip down memory lane
From last nights foreplay
They will make this story a memoir
For itll give details
of your most intimate places
Let us have a conversation
The one where my fingers talk
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Nails in My Heart
By: Yan Kay
Nails In My Heart
Killing me with her words
Each of them like a nail in my heart
Taking me to a place of such familiarity
Where all I had to give was my heart
All I wanted was her
Hoping not to show
How fragile I really am
How this harsh exterior
Is mealy a facade
Allowing myself to be vulnerable
Her words killed my heart
With each nail
Each rejection
Tears fell
Each time a sense of her absence
Left my heart aching
Gave her my everything
But that wasnt enough
Her words should have been comforting
But they felt empty
Saying she cant be mine
Left my heart bruised
Tears falling
When will it end?
Her words are like nails in my heart
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Samples From “365 Days Of Love-Making: Haikus”
By: Kris.H
Triple S - “Steamy Shower Sex”
I stand on tipped toes
Fingers deep inside of me
Screams and steam rises
” Nude”
Bare Boned Nakedness
Always Revealing Pleasures
And Exposing Fears
“Loves Silences”
We love intently
She penetrates me softly
I cry quietly
“Goin’ to Church”
Sunday Morning Sex
Down my thigh onto my lips
She’s speaking in ‘tongues’

Wishes and Dreams
By: Confession
I Wish
For the discipline to click away the distractions
The Courage to pick up my things and leave unhappiness
And whatever fails to motivate or stimulate
I Wish
I Could Trust More
The jaded part of the world has gotten the best of me
I Wish
I could confide in my mother the way I do with my pen
The way I would if I let love in
I Wish
To overcome this fear of failure
The inability to live less cautiously - daring yet virtuously
Truthful with myself as I wish the universe will be with me
I dream of that day as I stand taller than my frame
Shoulders back, chest out - stepping over and above the wishes and dreams
Onto the path of fulfillment - a path of reality
Where these wishes and dreams are destined to come true
I wish for that destiny to be called “a me & you”








