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The book of life

Passing through the pages of story book called life
Looking at the memories and memories yet to have
When all the dreams are coming and all the dreams gone by
We only look to the fun we leave behind
The people that we came to meet and the people that we lost
All are in the pages of the book we call our own
We look back at the places and place not yet been
We can always see our family in the pictures on our walls
But the loved one that have come to pass we can see in our souls
The love that they bring to us is everywhere to see
I can feel there love love in everything even you and me

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Waking up with you

5.00am I woke up with you next to me
I can not move for there’s no time to see
I must get ready for work but your arms are inviting
You roll on your back and look towards me giving your lip a bit of bitting
Your eyes are suggesting for me to stay as you lay there and the clock ticks away

5.30 come round and i should get up but the warmth of your breast keep me near
As the time it passes the feeling of your skin and your embrace is an drug that there is no cure
I cant help this high i feel when we let time go and we stay in each others arms
 
6.00am comes and goes but still no one knows
We gaze in to each other eyes like stars in the night
Without a word spoken our lips meet and our heart beats for each other
The taste of you lips are an aphrodisiac that i must have
My skin tingles and my pulse races as you drug takes over

6.30am we are entwined in a lustful serenity and an galactic battle of sweat and passion
Your hips roll and i feel the warmth of your love serum soothing my exploring fingers
You breasts gentle and soft , but graceful lightly bounce as your hips roll to the pulsation of your heart
My finger they enter and your body explodes in a cascade of sound and love

7.00am you body tingles and teams with pulsation of passion
I explore your body with blink , not getting enough of your ecstasy
You body twitches and you cry out in a glorious chorus of angel song
Once the waves of high subside and we lose ourselves in the moment
I hold you near and whisper a line or two of our song
As i sit on the bed stroking you back you place you hand around me holding and pulling me back

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Easter day

The day is Easter , and the year 1926
It was a day much like today , in a house in the country . There was a child much like the ones of today always questioning always playing ,but this child never believed . For this child was a child born into wealth and never had to ask for anything .
This story starts the day before its Easter eve the child was happily playing in there room for he had not many friends , so the dolls and the teddy’s would give this child comfort and play .
As the child was playing the maid came to the room asking if they had been good and if they would see the Easter bunny in the morning . But this child was spoilt and no need to believe as there parents would give them all that they need .
As the day went on the child would ask ” what’s with this bunny and would i believe in a thing that has never come to see me  ”  .the day came to its end and bed time came round , but this child was wanting for this bunny to be found .
Tucked up in bed the child asked the maid why would a bunny come on Easter day . So the maid was explaining the story behind ,the Easter bunny and the ways to be found . As the child got tired ,they tried to stay awake ,but there eyes became heavy and they couldn’t stay wake
The stories are told ,the milk was now drunk ,as the child was all tucked up in there old fashioned bunk . There eyes were heavy and there beds were warm ,but they couldn’t stay awake to see in Easter morn
While they were sleeping on that Easter eve night , there was a sound for it would stir and fright .the child would wake up from a dreamless sleep , and look down the bunk and glance at there feet . The more that they focused they shape they would see , it was a bunny looking back at me .
The rabbit was placing an egg or three and looked back at the child as whispered  to see , ” are you awake child , i have a gift for thee ,im the Easter bunny do you believe in me ” . The child couldn’t believe it as they nodded there heads ” i believe in you now as your sat on my bed “
The bunny would jump up to the child tired face ,and sprinkled some chocolate egg dust and the child likes the taste . ” its time for you to sleep now as it still time for bed , but you will remember seeing me on your bed “
As the child fell asleep they whispered to him ” i believe in the bunny , the Easter bunny is he ” . As the hours past and the sun came to rise ,the child would wake up and rub there tired eyes . Like a great dream the child would look down at there feet . To where the easter bunny had left there Easter treats
The maid came to wake up that child on that day ,to see him smiling and feeling so gay .” i see that your happy did the Easter bunny come ” as the child look and pointed to the Easter fun . The child was excited and then a tear would fall down as they whispered and smiled .
” i believe in the bunny fir i have just seen this little Easter bunny who came to me ”

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The struggle

This darkness is everlasting its a whisper in the wind
The darkness will eat at our souls and it will never give in

The darkness is ever creeping, it crawls along the ground
Like a ever moving serpent it depowers all around

But once the darkness is fading there is a light to be seen
The light it will enlighten us for all shall be seen

There will always be a battle for when they will never win
But the best and strongest power comes from within 

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Easter bunny is coming

Easter is upon us ,and the hot cross buns are hot
Winter is now over as the last frost is on the ground
The kids are excited as there is chocolate to be found
The Easter bunny is coming and jack frost has finally gone
There’s one more sleep to Easter ,where has this year gone
Spring is a springing and the cats now go outside
As the morning is starting , there are bunny prints to be found
They will lead you to where the chocolate is because the earster bunny is fair
The Easter likes to play games , so he hides his bounty everywhere
So good luck when finding , as he hides them really well
In the trees and in the grass or even in the vegetable patch
He is really good a play now lets all go get set
There’s one more sleep to Easter i cant wait to go to bed

Happy Easter now your under the Easter bunny spell

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Warm waters

I step in to the shower and all i could see is water and steam all around me
The water is warm but too warm for me as it heats up the room for me to be
As i back in to the warming jets the water is soothing as it hits my neck
As the water it kiss my pains ,it talk to me and cleans things away
Each drop as it hits on my soft supple skin ,makes my body quiver and my face to grin
The drops are tickling away at my chest like little warming river over my breasts
Each drop would join together in a downwards dance and fall in a tropical dance
Each Rivulets of water touching each part of me , gives me goose pimple for all to see
The water is spraying on all parts of me ,i look like a goddess that sparkle for me
The water is caresses my back to my knees
My buttocks are warm as the shower rain begins to claim , its way around my body every little piece of me
The steam is surging and exploring in the room i see , little moisture kisses in the air for me 
The water is exciting as it strokes over my skin in to ever crease and crevasse on me
The water is exciting as it rolls on down my legs as the bubble burst
The bubble are my friends as they lather up with soap and help me clean my body with every stroke and grope
My hands they feel all soft now as the soap it lathers up , i must start my cleaning but my skin wont let me go
My fingers look inviting as they rub ,stroke and grope
The bubbles they start bursting from between my legs they be
They are bursting on my clitoris, and making my legs tremble and my knees weak
I really must stop now as i think i will go to far
I will finish up with drying or maybe have a bath

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Morning dew

She wakes up from an unbroken sleep
Dreams of the book she has been reading
She can still feel the excitement
Her heart is still beating fast
Her hands still clammy
She can feel the sweat running between her breasts
She can shake the feeling of what had happened in the dream
Her body longed for more but her brain was awake
So she just had the images burned in to her mind
She could not understand how a dream could do so much
She woke up in fits of ecstasy,and serenity
Her body still convulsing and chills down her spine
The hair on the back of her neck stood on end as the breeze blew in , through the window
 she could not get out of bed as her legs were quivering she felt light headed as the dream took alot out of her
Her breasts were tingling as like her clit
She wonders why she fills like this
Her dream about the book
Was long but good ,vivid and sensual
She closed her eye and more sleep she did want to finish what she started
She pulls up the duvet and holds it tight
Her legs are warm so she kicks out one leg
She likes to lay on her side to sleep
but as she does she feels moist in her pants
She wonders if the dream was that vivid
She takes of her pants and throws on the floor and wonder she was doing and if she needs more
She felt like she was still in her dream as the feeling were still resonating through her
As she laid in her bed thinking about how and where and what happen she found herself getting wetter
Her dream was good but her imagination was better
She would not be going back to sleep as the morning dew could not be wasted
As she would place her duvet between her legs the feeling of the material against her was stirring the excitement inside her

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On a bus

I want to run my finger through your hair while we wait
While we wait for that bus oh god it is late
I look in your eyes ,the same thought we have had
We pass the time ,and you will be mine
Time it slows down as my hands run around
Im touching you softly as our hands fool around
Your hands are inviting as you undo my pants
I can not contain it as the end give a glance
My hands move around under your shirt
I find your bra strap and i undo it before it starts to burst
You start to breath quicker as my fingers find your tits
I slide my hands under the cups as you breath
Your breasts are and nipple hard for me
I want to cup them as place in my mouth
Your breasts are so beautiful i think it a must
My heart is keeps pumping and legs start to shake
I think i cant hold it ,i want you so much

I hear something i think its the bus
We don’t want to stop dam this late bus
I do up my trousers ,you pull down your bra
You look at me knowing that this is not done
You wink and you walk to the bus, while you wiggle you bum
We get on the bus and walk to the back
You look at me and whisper , i like upstairs i think there is no-one
We sat down on the top deck and your hands come alive
You look at me willing as you pull down your tights
Your hands are heavy as you pull on your thong and tear at the fabric ,omg this is not wrong

You place my hand as it trembles away ,on to your hot private parts
I can fell you heat rising up out of your lips as my finger starts exploring around your moist clit
I can feel you heart beating as my hand holds you beast
Your loving this feeling ,you say in the best
Your hips are rolling away in my palm , i slide in one finger and you let out a grunt
I can feel your walls tensing from inside you i feel
You unzip my trousers and reach in and grab
You pull out my man piece and start a sort rub
Im now trembling away in you hands , as things pass us by as we are traveling past
The feeling of you stroking my man wood is bliss
I want to be inside you right here on this bus
But now we are cumming you lift up your top
As i start squirting all over your bust
I can feel you body tensing as you start to cum
Your body is trembling and your hips start to shake
Your let out a scream as you hold on to your knees
You bite on to my jacket as the feeling is too much
I keep on fingering and massaging your crutch
Once you finished cumming we get ready to get off
As the bus has reached its final stop

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