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JOB: Retired
SMOKE: Yes
DRINK: Socially
RELIGION: Other
ORIENTATION: Straight
DATING STATUS: Married
BODY TYPE: Little extra
MEMBER SINCE: 06/11/2007
STAR SIGN: Libra
LAST LOGIN: 12/12/2008 17:25:09
MY RATING: 10.00



TURN UP THE MUSIC


It�s the smile,
And the way
She moves those hips.


The smile- infectious.
The movements- fluid
And so hypnotic


If she�d sit still
For just a moment,
My breathing would calm,
My irregular heartbeats
Would regulate
My sighs would subside
And my thoughts temper





The Giant hoop earrings,
She displays would settle down
And her breasts
Would (while lovely to view,
And pressing on my mind,
Playing in my thoughts)
Rest, solidly, wonderfully.


Barmaid, turn up the music!




"Musings"

Authorhouse-2007











About the book:


"Fantasies That Run In My Head" is the
authors

collection of original Web inspired poems.

Almost everything said and done between people

in this Net-based environment is pure fantasy

and wishful thinking. Here you can be whoever

you want to be and say almost anything you

want to say. The poem "In Realtime Too", is a

synopsis of web life.


It is often hard to separate the "fantasy" from

the reality and the merging of desires with time

and distance, often make revelations of the heart

and mind possible. So while you read, see if you

can decipher the real from the unreal, the

actual acts from the make-believe desires.

See if you agree that:


"Making all our cyber plans

Courting all those cyber fans.

Doing what we must do

The same as if in real time too."


The book is available online at Barnes and Noble.com and
Amazon.com If you want an autographed copy you can send a check or
money order for $13.00+ 2.50 shipping ..

(will need your address)


Terry Stratton

P.O. Box 12

Parkesburg. PA

19365


View some of the works from the book at http://www.geocities.com/edutech2/fantasyindex.html



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Fantasies That Run In My Head




Just where were these hard bodies
When I was young?
Where was I traveling,
When those songs were sung?
Where was my mind,
That notice was bare?
Were there really such
sweet sights,
Hovering near?


When did full asses
Become so easily seen?
Is this reality,
Or is this a dream?
Since when were smiles
So tantalizingly coy?
And the smiles, suggestive
And fills me with joy?


Why does this heart,
Reach out so damn fast
And embrace each beauty,
Trying to last?
Wishing and hoping
And fantasy too,
Wanting and wishing
About things I would do.


Young things in tight pants
And dresses and shorts.
Sweet full bodied damsels,
Shapes of all sorts.
Walking here and there,
The taut bodies go,
Moving in confidence,
In sex they do flow.





I love the big ones,
And I favor the small,
Seek out the round,
But just love them all.
Wish against wish
Is to have each one alone,
Turn off the TV
And shut off the phone.


Know that I would kiss
each sweetly,
And never the mind,
Will give each, some
loving to hold,
Yes some good loving to find.
Hold each one tightly
And take them to bed.
And satisfy all those
sweet fantasies
That run in my head.


Copyright(C)2000 T.Stratton



"Fantasies That Run In My Head"

Authorhouse-2003






The People We Meet




You should meet
The people I have met
Men who want
What is not theirs so badly
They stalk and terrorize
Women so unsure
They chase those men
And deny their wants and acts
This thought is dedicated
To all those who want to destroy
Who call out with venomous speakings
Who feign innocence
Who say one thing
While performing another
Dedicated to those who harbor hate
Who try so hard to deny
That freaky needy streak
Who lie using half-truths
Those who cannot stand
In front of any mirror
Because the reflections they view
Are more than painful
And the truth stays hidden
You know who you are.






"Musings"

Authorhouse-2007





A Song


Being a Libra,
A lover a poet and a man
Makes me suceptible
To lady loves
To history and mystery
And romance as a fan.
The ideal assignation Is
A woman with imagination
And a great deal of
Astute understanding
And a huge desire
To be accomodating
To want to please
Without hesitation
And to accept pleasure
Freely.


Stop





Being a Libra,
A Lover and a man
Means searching for
My Lady Love
Searching in as many places as I can
Looking for passion
In a woman
With imagination
Who is ready
And understanding
And needing love
Thats accommodating
Wanting pleasure
Without hesitation
Getting all and
Receiving freely


Don`t stop


T.Stratton 11/14/2002



"Fantasies That Run In My Head"

Authorhouse-2005





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