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12-18-2015, 12:10 PM
#171
why do the roses bloom in Isphahan?
Why do the roses bloom in Isphahan?
Are they memorials, each to some lost lad
who loved and for that love was spat upon,
then judged and murdered by a world gone mad?
Why do the roses weep in Isphahan?
Do they recall the rapture of two men
who dared to build a love to dream upon,
in nights of love that will not come again?
Their youth, their timid smiles were all they owned
when old men ruled their loving was a crime.
Buried up to their waists, the two were stoned
and vanished in the silent mist of time.
Does time remember when the lovers kissed,
time that divides what is from what is not?
The broken bodies vanished in the mist -
does God remember what the world forgot?
Note: Since the revolution took over in Iran, it is estimated that over 4,000 homosexuals have been executed.
Last edited by ftlaudft; 12-20-2015 at 07:53 AM.
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12-26-2015, 05:30 PM
#172
i love it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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12-27-2015, 01:35 PM
#173
Thank you, Stu X 3! And a Happy New Year to you! Let's hope this board gets some new life pumped into it! The season is about being hopeful!
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01-01-2016, 04:24 PM
#174
happy new year to u as well, yes, i hope our site here gets fixed very soon. i sure do miss it
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01-03-2016, 09:31 AM
#175
equality: they ALL were special...
I never found one special guy with whom
to share my heart, my home, my everything.
My heart is generous. It has the room
for many a partner, playmate, lord and king.
They ALL were special whom I chose to kiss:
the young and hung, the short and very tall.
No wedded bliss for me, just bedded bliss!
I honestly can say I loved them all...
Last edited by ftlaudft; 01-03-2016 at 12:00 PM.
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01-03-2016, 09:20 PM
#176
oops! did I say something wrong?
Yes, you were right, my love, and I was wrong.
I said your dick is short and now it's long.
But tell me, dude, why did you flip me over?
Why do you push my face down in the clover?
Why do your fingers fondle me back there?
Why is my anus gasping for fresh air?
IT'S IN!!! You asked me once. I said, well, maybe...
You crafty dude! Oh, give it to me, baby!
Last edited by ftlaudft; 01-11-2016 at 12:27 PM.
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01-05-2016, 02:47 PM
#177
nightsong...
His ass is beautiful. Behold a ring,
a moon between two mountains. With my kiss,
it comes alive and whispers I am king.
Pink is the taste of seven shades of bliss.
Rosebuds are falling in a secret hollow,
trampled by barefoot shepherds unaware
their feet excite, seduce, lead lips to swallow
dreams of a rosebud shyly pink and bare...
Last edited by ftlaudft; 01-14-2016 at 07:50 AM.
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01-05-2016, 03:45 PM
#178
look back at Sodom...
Look back at Sodom. Maybe they were wrong,
those newsmen who proclaimed the heav'ns got pissed
and burned the city down. I hear a song.
The party's going on. What have we missed?
A fireworks display
was misinterpreted. What can I say?
Last edited by ftlaudft; 01-05-2016 at 09:24 PM.
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01-07-2016, 03:51 PM
#179
where time is not...
He died. He slipped away. I watched him go
where time is not. I look up at the sky.
He seems so far away, but yet I know
in timelessness he lives - and so do I.
Love makes it so.
A loving heart stops asking how or why...
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01-11-2016, 09:30 PM
#180
a strip party...
I went to a fetish guy's party.
The crowd ranged from normal to arty.
The strippers, all jocks,
took off only their socks!
That was it! Now, isn't that farty?
I said to the host, "Where's the titty?"
He smiled back with scorn, rage and pity,
then rammed his bare toes
where the sun never goes.
I think his reaction was shitty...
Last edited by ftlaudft; 01-12-2016 at 06:03 AM.
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