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GOLDEN DOLPHIN ( a poem--?-- by Stardust, 6-12-11)  

stardust81937 87M
4345 posts
6/12/2011 5:41 am
GOLDEN DOLPHIN ( a poem--?-- by Stardust, 6-12-11)
Golden Dolphin (a poem by Stardust, 6-12-11)

Tú vienes a mí en mis sueños, su pelo negro que fluye sobre la leche de sus hombros desnudos
Sus senos salga a mí como Moutains vida, y yo agarre para ti, pero te has ido en una niebla blanca.

You come to me in my dreams, your black hair flowing over the milk of your naked shoulders.
Your breasts flow out to me as living moutains, and I grasp for you, but you are gone in a white mist.

Why is it?
How it it, I can love you above so many others when we have never met?
My darling you KNOW
of whom I speak---
of whom I write.
You--- the sensitive flower
Me, a man of so many foibles
Of so many different lusts.
I am a man who LIVES probing the minds of others.

I know the tales of my long life
sometimes disgust you, and you turn away,
but then you feel my call,
and with disgust comes excitement,
the erotic pull of strange desires,
forbidden fruit
hanging so low on the tree of life.

The hardening of your nipples,
the quickening of your heart,
your desire for stiffening flesh beneath your palms.
the beginning fire in your brain,
your tongue moistening,
salavating,
and between your legs the throbbing begins
needing the salty spurt and intoxicating taste,
the acquired taste
that you have acquired...

Will you EVER believe I can feel this in you?
YOU know how different I am from those others,
all except your Israelie,
whom we should love together!

Love me, if only for these magical moments
when I live in your thoughts.

Ámame, aunque sólo fuera por esos momentos mágicos
cuando viven en sus pensamientos.

You come to me in my dreams, your black hair flowing over the milk of your naked shoulders.
Your breasts flow out to me as living moutains, and I grasp for you, but you are gone in a white mist.

Tú vienes a mí en mis sueños, su pelo negro que fluye sobre la leche de sus hombros desnudos.
Sus senos salga a mí como Moutains vida, y yo agarre para ti, pero te has ido en una niebla blanca.

by Stardust, Sunday, June 12, 2011--early morning...
stardust81937 87M
8340 posts
6/13/2011 9:17 pm
    Quoting silk_petal_rose:
    hola, buenos dias .Hablo un poco de espanol,lol comprendes??? that is my poor try at spanish..........
My wife Romyna, was born in Mexico. She was a strange mixture of intellect and passion. She was Jewish, which is uncommon for Mexicans.

She came into the country illegally but it was years ago, and I was able to hire an attorney and her mother and two sisters were all able to become citizens without too much of a hassle. Now, it would be impossible.

So I learned my poor Spanish. Southern California is now 50% Hispanic
xxxx david


stardust81937 87M
8340 posts
6/13/2011 9:09 pm
    Quoting stardust81937:
    Thank you about the poem, Geneva. I hope you had a nice trip and a lot of good loving!

    I love the Internet. I do shopping on it, look up information, and read various blogs, including wikileaks. M. and I have never really been people who get lonely without others around, but I do like the web because it keeps my old brain sharp.

    The main reason I write this silly post is to try and hold on to my skills at writing for as long as possible--hopefully until I die. I thank you for reading my posts, I know I'll never have many watchers, but as long as I have a few nice, intelligent ones like you, it's OK.
    xxxx david
I forgot to add this is another picture of the inside of our home.


stardust81937 87M
8340 posts
6/13/2011 9:07 pm
    Quoting  :
Thank you about the poem, Geneva. I hope you had a nice trip and a lot of good loving!

I love the Internet. I do shopping on it, look up information, and read various blogs, including wikileaks. M. and I have never really been people who get lonely without others around, but I do like the web because it keeps my old brain sharp.

The main reason I write this silly post is to try and hold on to my skills at writing for as long as possible--hopefully until I die. I thank you for reading my posts, I know I'll never have many watchers, but as long as I have a few nice, intelligent ones like you, it's OK.
xxxx david


silk_petal_rose 60F  
2363 posts
6/12/2011 6:23 pm

 hola, buenos dias .Hablo un poco de espanol,lol comprendes??? that is my poor try at spanish..........
silky...


stardust81937 87M
8340 posts
6/12/2011 4:38 pm

 I studied French, I studied German, I studied Spanish, and I can't really speak any of them. M. can speak a little Spanish. Love songs in Spanish sound so beautiful to me, especially along with a background of Spanish guitar music..

I really have no talent in learning languages, but still, it's fun to try and write something a little poetic--of course in my usual "raw", uncouth way. LOL.

Thanks for your comment my very astute friend... xxxx david


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