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Love Men That moan
when they eat ...
Groan in extacy!
Men
need to eat slower
in the presence
of a woman
It's so delicious
homemade they
Gulp vs. chew
Did they even taste it?
To the intense
Divine SAVORY
Thick gravy
Full of intense
meat drippings
Kinda Flavor!
As home made of a meal
As You can get
made w love
Turkey or ham
Divine SAVORY thick gravy
Full of intense meat flavor!
The Hunter in their soul
Craves much meat!
Moose, Venison, Beef
Divine dressing
Creamy vs crunchy food
Fresh produce
Fruit pies, custard, chocolate Pumpkin pie
And all the traditional
Family favorites!
topped w Cool whip of course
Some get hot and bothered smelling the SAVORY aroma
Breathing heavy
like the heat of passion
like a grizzly bear
I roar laughing
when a man does that
huffing puffing
in anticipation
Slow to fast Mmmm ...
So adoreable
It hits my funny bone
I laugh in playful banter
Afternoon Delight!
plain hilarious like an animal!
And tell him
u sound like a
BEAR!
"Hope u don't have claws!"

Men can sound like an Animal
Grrr! ...
When they fill up their plate
4-6" high and start eating
I have to turn my head
My stomach only can hold the size of a fist
They must be like a cow
With 4-6 stomaches
Big enough to hold
4-6 meals
Ugh!
I'm happy they enjoy it
But they are
not a starvin'
Marvin'
There
was always
good homemade
food here at home!
They eat good food daily
Maybe it's because they never learned
the art of cooking
For theirself
Afraid they must eat
Before it is all gone from those at the
Thanksgiving
Or
Christmas feast
Horn of plenty
Who knows
Men are a
Big
Questionable
Unfamiliar
Mystery
Species
Men r from Mars
Women r from Venus
You know?
Maybe they are aliens
Different agenda body smell likes dislikes focus skills
Golly Gee
Tell me what do they want
I don't know
Do they even know
Is the question?

Rachael_0622

Title:
Love Real men have Grace, Mercy
"CLASS"
Love Real adult men have grace Mercy in their words actions & soul
&
All
Communications
A Gentleman
Never juvenile
never ugly
Never a punk kid!
Throwing a temper tantrum
Or jealousy nor rude:

And the reward he gets back
He Will be rewarded tonight
Or
Tomorrow
With
Afternoon Delight!
In the following verse!:

My Darling

Proclaiming my aspirations
To you!
I wish my arms were wrapped around you in a warm cozy embrace
Home will become different than the world you presently know
One you have never known before
Elevated to the highest
Inspiring peace ...
home will never be cold again
my biggest desire
true love
You will never starve again for affection of any kind again
Your lips will be satisfied
Your tummy happy
Your feet relaxed
Your body soothed
Your soul glowing in
Happiness!
Your blonde hair will shine
Blow its elegance in the wind
In my hands
At the beach
if you are in my world
I will do
everything
&
anything
Within
my powers & passions
Of numerous types
to give you
Love
teamwork in the kitchen
On the couch
At the beach
In the sand
In the pool, hot tub,
On the very Romantic
Chair of Passion
Shared by two not three
The Chaise Lounge
Under the Cabana
Balmy & Refreshing!
Under the
gentle water fall
Caresses & Tender
Succulent gentle kisses
In OUR bed
Our Nest
Not his or hers
Our
And a special lovers
Horizontal dance
Of unbridled passion
Under a goose down comforter with
Comfy hugging
Loving warm sheets
Dali sheep skins
warming your toes
On the end of the bed
On cold nights or days
In an Alaskan Igloo
King size bed
Swaying to the rhythm
From the heavens Divine
Sublime
Your mine!
You will exclaim
Ohhh! la la la she's mine!
&
thank the heavens
so fine!
For her sweetness divine
Her kisses divine
Mighty fine!
Never to be lonely again!
Composed just now
4
YOU!
Yours
I am Unique
A Gem
Unforgettable
Like no other
A mother
I will promise
U
That!
The long Wait ...
Will surely be worth
Every penny
Priceless
Every second w me
My hands will feel heaven
Within your soul
As close to the heavens
as a human can get
Our time on the dance floor
Will be pure bliss
Swaying to natural divine harmony complimenting melody!!!
One word or 2 or 3 or more
Mmm ooohhh aaahhh
Oh my u r fine!
Thank u Lord above
So very much
We will shine
Grins giggles laughter

Thank you
I keep updating it
Only from divine intervention
Can it flow this fine silk
Only
pure Love
This sweet Bliss
sweeter than honey
Nectar from the Gods!
Gift from the Heavens
Mmmm pure Goodness!
Bliss with Mr. Right
Mr. Effort
Mr. Willing to do the work
will win
The whole enchilada
The Divine Prize
Many seek
Lost in the wilderness
Too blind
To recognize the Angel
Before them
Standing
right in front Of him!
You snooze you loose
If she slipped out of your hands
Look in the mirror
at yourself
Eat your heart out
She was there
u blew it
Your window of opportunity gone
The door has now closed to U!
Your inattentive mind
Left a vacancy
For Mr. Attentive
And not giving him up to anybody
He's mine
So FINE
Willing able loving kind
In tune with the Love Fine Tuned like a piano pitch fork the Love Frequency
Of Harmony
Who will give her
HIS ALL
Not scraps!

Rachael_0622

I wondered how many really died
Which politician really lied
I see our weaknesses magnified
As the death toll multiplied

I see a world brought to a halt
Everyone trying to pass the fault
As COVID made a giant somersault
Reminds me why Lot's wife turned to salt.

Leaders once dominating made unsure
Scientist scrambled about for a cure
Most of us hidden behind a closed door
Watching tv and/or trying to learn more

While the Essentials tried to be brave
Not properly equip as lives they save
Our loved one might be buried in a mass grave
No matter if it be owner or slave

Our heart rate is now only registered rapid.
The future to most just looks morbid
Lord for Goliath you sent mighty little David;
Please Lord what or whom are you sending for COVID!

a lifetime to remember
by waiting to forget
two hands on a fender
sliding down a fret

the speed of the sound
of lonliness
smooth pebbles on a strand
they say God wrote down some music
on the back of JP's hand

I thought I could write
I thought I knew a line
that was before
I heard John Prine

this world can be a liar
but he could never be
I ain't hurting nobody
my mind's in Lake Marie


time would be a healer
just two days behind
"All The Best" he sung out
to movies in his mind

Hello In there, Dear Abby
Paradise calls you home
to an Angel from Montgomery
tired of being alone

Thats The Way the world goes round a thing that shone
quit your Spanish Pipe dreams
Vietnam is on the phone

I thought I could write
I thought I knew a line
that was before
I heard John Prine

he drove a pickup to the station
and no one even cried
the day mom got out of prison
the dog got drunk and died

the missing years of Jesus
a Broken Bottle, engagement ring
God wrote down the lyrics
John would merely sing

I thought I could write
I thought I knew a line
that was before
I heard John Prine

I rise at six; say a prayer, check my phone,
Go to the kitchen for my fifteen minutes alone,
Drink my first cup of coffee and practice my smile
And pray for the strength to act docile.
"In the children's presence at least dear Father."
Spine straight, head up and smile on Heather.

Eight-thirty I walk through office doors head held high.
Smile in place, game face on and fighting the urge to sigh.
Appropriate greetings, smile, smile and wave.
Trisha, Andy, Mike, Samantha and even that creep Dave.
" Just another day, another act for the almighty dollar."
Man does Amy ever breaks her collar.

Five I shut my computer down and grab my pocket book.
Home I go to prepare dinner; good wives always cook.
A smile on my face I greet the kids and listen to their tales.
He got an A and she got homework about blue whales.
"Please make him be late, dear God I will take any excuse today."
His car is driving up I noted with dismay.

Ten the house is quiet finally but i can't mistake that for peace.
That I will get when mine, his or both heartbeat cease.
Matrimonial duties are the worse these days.
I avoid them in some unconventional ways.
"Forgive me Father for I am about to sin."
My headache will hit as soon as he walks in.

Tomorrow is a new start or that is what I was taught.
Will I get a new start out of this web in which I'm caught.
I hope so was my last thought before sleep came.
My last feeling though was on of intense shame.
"Father forgive me for I have sinned once more."
I moaned loud and hard as he opens the door.

Love Messages from the Angels Divine

Sometimes the words are Brewing ...
From the Angels Divine
To the Mind
You're Mine
So Divine
The Stainless Steel Tea Pot Kettle says,
Listen!
Yes, "I'm talking to You!
Yes, YOU!"
Don't turn around
and look behind you!
There's no one back there!
This is your assignment
Not anothers
I'm talking in your ear
Are you listening
To your assignment?
screaming in your ear:
For your uninterrupted,
undivided, attention!
I started talking to you
First in a low gentle simmer
... Then a rolling boil
... Then a lite whistle to heavy like a
Steam engine Train
Whew ... Whew ... Whew! ...
Whew ... Whew! ...
Whistle Whistle
Blow blow chug a lug lug
I think I can I think I can
I know I can
... whistling air like a flute from my spout!
Screaming in your ear
wake up!
What do I have to do
to get u to respond?
Now the message is ripe!
Stop whatever you are doing!"
Opportunity is a knocking!
Hold All calls
Angels on the Line,
Divine,
Mine ...
Type Type Type
That Special Divine Frequency to the Mind
To the inaudible ear
Catch it before
you lose the station!
It's ready & vine ripe,
free for the pickins'
To fall from
the mother tree
Like
Fresh Georgia Peaches
Orange with pink blush
Just the right
firmness of yum!
Pick me pleazzze!
I'm ripe ...
Ready 4 the taking!
Ready for teamwork,
Adoration, cooperation, appreciation
Togetherness
Ooohhh ... Aaaahhh ...
Juicy, sweet, peaches
dripping from your chin
So wonderful!
You need a napkin
Nectar from the Gods
Sweeter than Honey
Drooling in goodness Mmmm!
DELISH!
We are ALL sent
messages of goodness
On many subjects
Will you listen?
Pick the fruit
The gift
Put it to use
Or just plain ignore the precious Gift
Your choice
Today tomorrow or next week
The Angel will keep talking to your ear
Get up, no excuses,
just do it
no ifs ands or yeah buts about it
We all get
those messages
from different subjects
Get up
It's time
just do it
Whatever your dream
may be
When an idea is
ripe for the pickins
of the times
Many will receive the message for progress
But the Doer
who goes to her or his
closet in secret
To her or his laboratory
Creates the prodigy
the first demo prototype
Perfects it
patents it at
the patent office
If successful
You Will reap
the lucrative rewards
and royalties
For generations centuries
Or the contentment
he or she receives from it
Many from
Einstein to Bell to
Microsoft Apple Google Amazon FB YouTube
And many more lucrative ventures
Fm the First Zipper
to Disney were told they
would never add up to anything
A failure
But after much thought
in their lab, study
Practice makes perfect
Trials & errors
A bad cartoonist
practiced a mouse
to one of the Best!
blossoms buds bloom fruitage
Bloom where you are planted!
One of them only had
a 10th grade education
Became a lucrative
well known
software CEO
You should see
the estates mansion
It has a creek running through the house
With serious insurance
& taxes
It's not Money
It's Desire
that it's flames
there burn red hot
With Brillant Light!
Effulgence, Radiance,
Illumination to reveal the manifestation
Enlightenment!
Natural lighting from the heavens
That illuminates the Forrest
Just the right amount
Of numerous
rays of sunlight
Stream down
through the treetops
For the deer, critters
& animals to
see what they need
big & small
Into the meadows
No electric lights
needed or necessary!
Night time is dark
Time to rest
Inspiration, Motivation
Revelation
progress productivity
I'm seeking
Mr. Wonderful
on this site
And Ohhhh yes
He's so Fine in the mind!
willing to put Forth
Much effort
and do the work!
Vs. Failure to launch
A
"Real Man a Gentleman"
Can't be replaced by
A
Boy kid or punk
My day my turn is a coming
Just around the bend
And it will be Mighty Fine
Oooh La La La
Eat your heart out
A serious learning experience
Rachael_0622

Deep within the realm of my home
Tucked away concentrating on my own
Thinking wishful thoughts of want to be
Dreaming thoughts of things want to see

Warm breezes – blue sky – golden sunshine
Flowers blooming – birds singing – clothes on the line
Tucked into a room pretending what is outside
No catastrophes – troubles or problems – not in my mind

Curtains closed – not a sound coming through
Easily dreaming of a beautiful day in bloom
Suddenly so quiet – waking from my stare
Peering to see “Is the World Still Out There”?

It can come very easy to smile when all is well
But harder to do and more thoughtful,when one has a sad tale they could tell.

To share yours with another, no matter, what is what.
Can brighten up their day and to them mean such a lot
To the stranger that passes who may be bereft, live alone.
To the one who may be feeling lonely, forgotten or burdened but doesn’t want to speak, to share or to moan.

A little smile that says hello
Can warm anothers heart, speak volumes in the silence
Say I care, and mean more to them than you may ever know.

What better time can there be but now to show we care..and a little smile can be how

When God looks down upon me, just what does He see?...
A man that is righteous,...or at least tries to be?...
Or does He see things that I can’t imagine?...
I simply can’t fathom,....The Master’s reactions...

He’s said “In My Father’s house, there are many mansions”...
Imagine the compassion our Dear Father has fashioned...
It’s tragic for all those that do feel abandoned...
I’ll bet my sad life, ....there are no bad cabins...

There are those that will wonder why I write what is right...
Some will think I have no right to write light...
Few will still gaze at the truth with delight...
I’ll fight to the end,.... with all of my might...

I could choose to continue, but what would that do?...
Confuse the few that seem to know...”It’s not true”...
For those unsure of what to believe...
Just follow your heart,...pray you’re not deceived...

Now let’s go back to the top of this poem...
Would you reconsider......the words that I’ve sown?...
Or will you continue that tone that you own?...
God loves you beyond what you think He has shown.....

This is not these day and not these night
not these birds
yours sat on the knit of the moon
they sing a lullaby
or they fall silent in the dark.
Not this time and season
rain will not make icicles
and icicles will not flow downstream
on hot skin.
Not this place and not this house
I beat my head against the green wall
and I was thinking
it could have been better if you
did not coil the moon's wires
the birds have nowhere to sit.