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Jeżeli komuś wydaje się, że seksu nie da opisać się w sposób innowacyjny i ciekawy lub bezmyślnie powiela popularne schematy, które widział w tekstach, bo uznaje to za wystarczające i właściwe zdecydowanie brakuje mu wyobraźni. Seks można opisać na tysiące sposobów. Wystarczy wziąć pod uwagę czynniki, które się z nim wiążą: przyczyny zbliżenia, ewentualną grę wstępną, nastawienie bohaterów, indywidualne doznania. Seks może być wcześniej zaplanowany, spontaniczny, przypadkowy, poprzedzony dłuższą lub krótszą grą wstępną. Może być utrzymany w ciężkim, brudnym klimacie, namiętny i wyuzdany, nieporadny lub dojrzały. Pożądany przez obie strony lub niechciany przez jedną z nich, będący
Hansel and GretelWhat kind of motherHansel and Gretel6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
sends her children out
without their shoes or coats -
nothing but a trail of crumbs
to find their way back home?
They all find their way here.
Maybe it is the scent of holidays
freshly baked inside my kitchen
or the sight of spice drops
glistering in the rampant dusk.
The children like my house -
my rich ginger carpets
so easy to get lost in
and the pink pillows
puffed and glossy with promises.
They do not notice me watching,
how my fingers slip around their wrists
to measure their meager lives
or how I can smell when
they last ate their supper.
They only smile at me
and beg for more chocolate
in greedy little voices
and ask if they can see
what's baking in my oven now.
Sen niechcianyŚród obłych płynę matów cieniaSen niechciany6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Gdzie śnione błądzą oniemienia
Aż w płynną błogość się przemieniam
I w głębsze wsiąkam zaśnięcie;
Mydlane ćmy o skrzydłach miękkich
W spokojność wszmerzają się moją
I gwiazd przetkane trelem cienkim
Z wietrzykiem wonne mkną piosenki
Mą duszę pieszcząc i kojąc.
A gdy pergamin płatków oczu
Już noc mi szczelnie zaszyła
I gdy pościelnych kłąb warkoczy
Swą pajęczyną mnie otoczy
I włókna zagnieździ w żyłach -
Nagła mnie męka zalewa jak rzeka
Przez skórę siną się wżera
I na zdrętwiałych osiadłszy powiekach
Wypala to, co mam z człowieka
Gdy wrzeszcząc, po stokroć umieram
Od strachu pęcznieją oczy zaszyte
Takari: painful loveThe two best friends had just snuck away from the others. They hadn't been able to spend much time together really, so they where happy to get away. The boy looked up at the sky. "Hey Kari, do you ever wonder sometimes about the future?" He asked. Kari gave a gentle hum. "Sometimes I do, T.k." She said. Patamon and Gatomon looked at eachother. Something was off, but they just couldn't figure out what. A resounding cry of "NOOOO" in the distance by a familiar voice made them both laugh. "Guess Davis figured us out huh?" T.k said grinning. A faint growl made both them look around. Something was watching them, they could feel its eyes. "Grrooowwll..." Kari gasped, grabbing T.k's hand. The digimon's growls where almost dripping with malice. "Come on." T.k said, the four of them running for the camp. But a digimon with a strange marking lept at them, blocking their path. It was a Dorugamon, growls ripping from the pit of his stomach into one's filled of pure malice and hatred. It stepped clTakari: painful love4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Wolf SongThis song is dedicated to all the Wolves,The Wolf Song4 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
who had fallen for the pack,
who had died to save us.
Gods bless your bravery.
We will never forget...
Glorious descendants of wildness,
Left hearts full of loneliness.
For the freedom’s sake you have fallen,
They‘ve left your dreams forever broken!
You died to save us, your sacrifice…
It’s the greatest heroism in our eyes!
So brave kids of wildness,
Left hearts full of sadness.
We’ll remember, we’ll never forget… never!
Knowing killing you was the worse crime ever,
We’ll keep the memories of you with honour,
Swearing they won’t kill our kind anymore!
Glorious descendants of wildness,
Our hearts full of loneliness.
So brave kids of wildness,
Our hearts full of sadness.
You’ve given us the might for now and ever.
The power to don’t let them win – never!
We all solemnly swear, that we’ll fight…
‘til the very end of this dying night!
Jan Baptysta GrenouilleJesteśmy tylko ludźmi. Nie jesteśmy nikim wartym uwagi, nikim, kogo można by posądzić o bezpodstawne roszczenia do władania światem; nie jesteśmy geniuszami tak potężnymi, że głupotą byłoby zarzucać nam błędy. Nasze umysły są małe i ciasne, fermentują w nich myśli ograniczone przestrzenią; nie mogą przedostać się na zewnątrz, nie potrafią, nie mają tej magicznej siły przebicia twardej skorupy umysłowego więzienia. Skarlałe, toczą niekończące się boje o każdy milimetr powierzchni, która byłaby dla nich wybawieniem dostarczyłaby im łyk świeżego powietrza i otrzeźwiła zgniłe korzenie własnej niedoskonałości, pozwalając na ponowny rozkwit pąków.Jan Baptysta Grenouille5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pąkami są nasz zmysły. Nieograniczane niczym, rozwijaj
WMITBW- Kouri - Part 17WMITBW- Kouri - Part 173 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was Rita's birthday; I looked over at her as her eyes started to stir. "Happy Birthday" I whispered to her as I placed a kiss on her forehead. "Morning" Rita blushed as she looked up at me. "Ready to get up?" I asked. She just nodded as she then crawled out of bed. She was so cute when she's sleepy. After we all got ready we had breakfast and then headed out for the day. We went to a bunch of Rita's favourite places, it was quite cold out but all of her favourite places were outside. Rita's parents were close by; they must have really missed her We had all went out for dinner and had a really fun day, though that night was my time with her. The snow was falling outside and we were looking out her window. "Rita Here" I smiled as I handed a little box to her. "Happy Birthday" I spoke as I placed a kiss on her lips. I watched as she opened it, she revealed a silver ring with a darker pink heart shape gem in it. "Izzy It's beautiful " She smi
Thorin's Heart ~ Chapter 1Thorin's Heart ~ Chapter 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
I would give all the gold and jewels under the sun to taste the sweetness of your kiss, hear the melody of your song, and feel the love that envelopes completely as you hold me in your arms.
~Thorin Durin Oakenshield
~ They watched their king stand on the cliff side until she was gone from his sight and then they watched him stand there some time longer. Their great King who had lost so much but seemed to keep fighting for what he wanted and what was rightfully his. The admiration for this dwarf was of the highest respect and dignity and no other would compare. He slowly turned and saw them all staring at him. He looked at each one and saw not pity, but veneration and hope in their eyes. They would fight with him, side by side, to get his kingdom back. To get him back to his love. ~
Chapter 1 ~ A Song in the Night
Kale was playing with Nightrunner who always seemed to find her at night. She ran with him through the soft glow of the moonlit forest that bord
Rebuilding a Broken Heart Ch.2Rebuilding a Broken Heart Ch.25 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Rebuilding a Broken Heart
Of old enemies and reflections
The next day Gatomon headed to the Ishida household, ever since they defeated MaloMyotismon the digimon got accepted in the real world so there was no need to hide now. As she made her way to TK and Matt's house she was thinking about Patamon, she did noticed him down, the way he told her that she now was fuller of life ever since she started to date Veemon got pretty engraved on her heart and memory, not because he was right about that but because of the way his voice sounded when he said that. She could detect sadness on his voice.
At first she thought that maybe it was just something temporary but when she and Veemon returned from their walk and she saw Patamon wasn't there she realized that there was more about him she didn't knew. She knew Patamon literally was inseparable of TK, as much as she was of Kari, so if he decided to return home later on his own it surely meant he needed time alone to
Bricks and MortarI’m fully aware that I’m alive.Bricks and Mortar1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And in this life, I find it hard to believe
that I could allow so many nights to
pass unnoticed and unaccompanied.
And in this world where seven billion
souls crawl over one another,
being alone is something of a miracle.
WMITBW- Kouri - Part 18WMITBW- Kouri - Part 183 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
We all ended up having a great Christmas dinner, and my mom and dad had gone to bed. Rita and I were in our Pajamas and were drinking hot coco on the couch by the fire. "I had a great time with your family I really appreciate you having me over" Rita smiled as she cuddled into me. "I wouldn't have it any other way" I replied with a kiss on her forehead. "So what do you usually do after dinner on Christmas" Rita asked, I started to blush a little, "Nothing really" I stuttered. "Oh come on tell me" Rita looked at me in the eyes with her cute innocent look and I just had to give in. "There is this book that I would read every year with my parents It's a Christmas book though" I replied. "Well why don't you read it to me?" Rita asked with a smile, "You really want to read it? Even if it is about Christmas?" I questioned. "Yeah I mean since I have met you Those wounds have healed a bit and The last two Christmases I have spent with you Well I t
Ore-Dinary: A Legend of Korra Fan Fic Chapter 2Ore-Dinary: A Legend of Korra Fan FicOre-Dinary: A Legend of Korra Fan Fic Chapter 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Korra escapes from Air temple island only to be caught by a young metalbender named, Tai. Tai is willing to let her off, if she has dinner with him. Over dinner Korra finds out Tai is a metalbender who never learned earthbending and that's why he asked Korra out to get a girlfriend but to get a teacher.(Not a shipping fic)
Disclaimer: I do not own anything, I'm just a fan writing a fanfiction of something I love. Legend of Korra is owned by it's creators, Nickelodeon and Viacom.
Tai and Korra slowly walked down to the edge of docks. When they reached the docks Tai stopped and put up his hand for Korra to do the same. He checked his watch and then looked over to some old shipping crates. "Perfect." He thought to himself.
"Hey, Why'd we stop?" Korra looked over his shoulders, pushing herself up on her tip toes.
"Just strategizing, come. Follow me," Tai said moving away from her and darting between two of the crates.
"Hey, wait up.
Rebuilding a Broken Heart Ch.3Rebuilding a Broken Heart Ch.35 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Rebuilding a Broken Heart
Chapter 3: Flashbacks and Discoveries.
"No wonder why you armor digivolve to Pegasusmon, you sure make a good horse Patamon," Gatomon said with a giggle. She was mounting Patamon who offered to take her to his camp so they could rest. Patamon chuckled upon hearing her.
"Glad Milady is enjoying the ride, we will arrive to our destination in few minutes," He said sounding like a medieval servant of a court making her laugh and he laughed as well.
After a bit more of walking they arrived to Patamon's mini camp. It wasn't too much, just a small area with a log and a small place for a fire, besides the log there was a small backpack and a small river ran near the site. Gatomon smiled seeing the small camp.
"You sure came really prepared, seems you have been learning new things huh?" she said as Patamon smiled and stopped besides the log and lay down and she got off him and sat on the log.
"Well I have some free time lately so I decided to put it on use," he