The Other Poems, ressurected

Formerly “The Other Poems” with 12,000+ readers and correspondents until without warning Tumblr decided I was no longer worthy of web space.

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Second version of “The Other Poems” with 12,000+ readers and correspondents until without warning Tumblr decided I was no longer worthy of web space..

Below is my first book of poems from the original "Other Poems" blog. You can get it on Amazon on Kindle and Paperback.

If you have any of my poems from the original blog on your blog, let me know so I can repost it here. If you like a poem, please repost it so I can find my friends from the last blog. The worst thing about being Tumblr Erased is the loss of connection.

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My corset blog was also erased by Tumblr. Both versions. I have decided to give it one more go. You can find it here: https://www.tumblr.com/corsetsandkinks5

I have not rebirthed my "The Other Words" blog, which had prose, memoirs and sexual topics worth a comment or two. If you are interested in that one coming back, drop me a private message and if enough people want it, I may start it up again.

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I love conversation, but I am in a wonderful relationship, so no come ons. You would not have a chance no matter who you are. Yes, she is that wonderful. Messages that start with "Hey" need not apply. I like actual conversation.

[ahabsrevenge]

Pearls Or Polka Dots Sunday - Her Morning Cup

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Consequences

It has always been a matter

Of just how many buttons

You are willing to undo,

And whether both of us are ready

For the consequences.

[shamelessking-deactivated201512]

[forthestr8butcuriouslyopenmnf]

What is it about this that turns you on so much?

🔥😋🔥

[corsetsandkinks5]

A favorite post that comes up often. Sometimes I like to think it is mine. Sometimes I like to think it is a stranger’s. It’s always her mouth.

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Always

Your mouth

Fucked so exquisitely slowly

It is torture

To feel

And to see,

A slow race to orgasm,

Foretaste

To eternity.

[giresunsex]

[theburningcabin-backagain]

Good morning.

[drifterbear13]

Mmm a good good morning

[shadeofgray99]

I’ll be your alarm clock 😈

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There Is Love in It

Even with the blindfold, I can see it, the flicker of fear as the last limb of you is clasped, tied and You hear my breath catch, pause, and begin again.

I can see it on your face, in the way your body tightens. You realize this is the beginning of something beyond. Something uncomfortable and exciting.

I hear the questions in your head. Will it hurt? Will you be uncomfortably exposed? Will it be about size? Or numbers? WIll it be about which oriface, or which combination, or all? Will it be hard and furious, or tender and long? Or both? Will you orgasm? And if so, how often? How long?

I kiss you on your belly. my kiss telling you nothing except that whatever is coming there is love in it.

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Enjoy. It is not what you think.

Take your time. Enjoy her. I do. We both enjoy your swollen member. Knowing she has the same effect on you she has on me. Validation, in a way, that she is all I know she is. Validation that my compliments have meaning, shown thick and hard on another man.

So enjoy. Anticipate. it will not be long before I give you to her.

Oh, you thought I was sharing her? Oh no. It is not what you think. I will never share her. She is too precious to share. But I will give her men. Sometimes to fill her fantasies. Sometimes to fill mine.

Your orgasm is a byproduct, nothing more, of what we want for each other.

Enjoy.

[karn5555]

[karn5555]

[mia-goodgirl]

💦

#subs #doms #mutuals

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Understanding

Perhaps you do not quite understand

just how filled you can be

until you see yourself filmed,

penetrated with more girth than you expected,

Hearing your own gasp when,

Only half the shaft in, you feel yourself

spread. And in the seeing, the hearing,

understand in a whole new way

the violence of your taking.

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Dangerous Words

Be careful what you say. Some words are more dangerous than others. "Yes" is generally safe. A choice between doing or not doing. "Please." or "More" or "Harder" are decisions, even if made in a moment of passion, they are rarely perilous. "Anything", however, is dangerous, because once said, I expect it to mean just what it means. Words have meaning and I claim them all.

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Some serious daydreaming of things not postable here this afternoon. A promise and a warning to the woman I love.

[gentleman-sir-j]

Shhhh hh… I only want to hear sounds from you

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In The End.

In the end, it is not

What is tied, or stuffed,

By how many

Or where or when.

It is the utter

And complete

Surrender

Making you not only irresistible,

But completely

Mine

[snika67oncemore]

[corsetsandkinks5]

The Trouble

The trouble is

Every time I see you,

All the memories of what has gone before,

And all of the imaginings of what might be,

Drive me

Into you.

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Building A Fire

The simplest things you do.

The simple soul you yearn to be.

All you are. Nothing extra needed

Or even wanted.

You, when you mean to

And when you do not

Turn me to fire.

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What Matters. What Does Not

In the end it does not matter how many men have told you they loved you, whether they believed it or merely said it as a path to keep you in their beds.

It does not matter how many have touched you, how many you have touched, one at a time or more. The realities. The fantasies.

It does not matter their size or girth or how deeply they penetrated your body. How gently. Or rough. It does not matter the lust they had or the lust they may have generated, or your memories, the good and the shameful.

None of it matters because I know it is simply not possible any of them could see you as I do, with intensity and love and promise of every smooth inch of you being enough. Not one could want and want and want more of you than you knew you had to offer, and then a little more, forever.

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It is not uncommon to wonder about the love and sex our lovers have had before. For some, it excites. For some, there is fear of not measuring up, or even jealousy.

None of it matters in the end. Not really. Share the stories or don't. But whatever you do, love with all you have, take each other to new places, and savor the places you have been. All of it.

[adelle4ever]

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Every button Matters

[potamide-deactivated20230401]

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Especially

Class is sexy, Especially when it is taken Hard

[allthingswet69-deactivated20160]

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The moment

The moment,

When you realize

That is this is possible,

Not just allowed but encouraged,

Suddenly

Everything, every fantasy,

Every forbidden fruit

Is within your grasp.

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I Think You Would Be Surprised

I think you would be surprised, I tell you as the ropes stretch you higher, just how many ways there are to render you helpless.

I think you would be surprised, I tell you, but someday you will know them all.

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The Understanding of Value

You see, I know your value. I always have. From the time we first met, before I knew the sound of your voice, or what you did for a living, of if there were kids or music or poetry. Your value. I sensed it perhaps, but it was more than that, truely, I knew it. I knew it was more than your full lips, or the curve between your waist and your hips. Before my hands learned the weight of your breasts. Before I felt the heat of you in your excitement.

Everything I learned, only confirmed, what I knew was there. Your Value. I always knew it. I know it now, making the soft submission as you slide to your knees, your lips open, your eyes meeting mine, the greatest treasure I will ever earn.