Come morning the daylight always breaks

cliffbar +voicemail + scottish accent + imagination of words he never says because he is a gentleman= a damn good night

HAHA

what are your views of quality time alone gene?

ROFL

laughing so hard here…

might have to call cliff bar tonight, listen to the message and make believe you are using those words ROFL

I have to know if a scottish man will use those words alone when spending quality time with their partner ROFL

I so love teasing Gene…

I am wondering if he is blushing?

graciouswords:

lonelyinsomniac:

LOL

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Name one Scottish person who openly uses said word as an expletive, during conversation.

Yeah, I didn’t think so.

but will they do it privately? I just need to know that ROFL you have to give me something to think about this evening ROFL

Nothing like hearing the words pussy, tits and ass coming from a scottish accent…I think I am done for the night HAHA

Endangered animal day is one we should all reflect upon,
To think about what the world and mankind certainly did spawn,
We destroyed their environment, poached or hunted to much,
We damaged so many animals by this destructive touch,
Let us unite as a group and do all we can as a pawn.

S entiments

T reasured

A dmired

R aptured

F ondness

I ntensity

S ensuality

H allowed

A man was strolling along a secluded beach at night,

The grains of sand sparkled under the beams of the moon,

The castles stood where the children were playing and laughing earlier that day,

Footprints were lingering from the couples in love that held hands walking together,

He Took off his shoes and rolled up his pants to wade in the water,

For him to find a starfish had drifted then landed on the shoreline,

It was carried along by the great power of the ocean tides,

Just waiting to be discovered and then held.

Perversions of partnerships and bad choices stained the dead paper that they share,

Blotches of scarlet ink were sprayed over the parchment

Teamed together with his flair of poetical words of decoration,

The verses were only soiled by the hands of the artist who pieced the photographs together to form the art,

Lying underneath the pictures she could hear the children screaming and crying,

By the very hands of the neglectful and immoral collage artist that she is.

He stood on a landscape that was of hardened ice and snow,
Although it shined and sparkled under the bright sun,
And it still glowed under the beams of the beautiful moon,
The blanket of flakes covered the growth of the green grass underneath,
Smothering all the life out of those elegant passion flowers that grew there,
Until the emerald blades and blossoms wilted under that frozen tundra.

Forsaken
Refuge
Obdurate
Zero
Efface
Numb

Taciturn
Unconnected
Nought
Desolate
Retreat
Abandoned

She was dressed in many shades of black,
The color that represents darkness,
She’s seductive to certain senses,
But a hidden deceptive soul lurks under her skin.

The black widow spirit preys upon the souls of the decent man.

Luring unsuspecting males to her woven web of lies and psychosis,
They become entangled with her flesh and shadows under scarlet colored silk stained sheets,
She mates creating offspring,
Then dines upon the broken spirit of her lovers.

She wandered from the sandy beach and shoreline,
To dip her feet into the shallow ocean water,
The wet sand that laid on the ocean floor moved between her toes,
A bed of ocean kelp brushed against her skin,
The underwater plants began to wrap itself around her legs,
She felt nature inviting her to stay,
She succumbed to that natural feeling and remained,
Entwined with the forest that was vital, living and alive under the surface.

Osculate
Creativity
Erotic
Aliment
Nurture

Kindle
Eternal
Love
Passions

Outstanding
Charms
Enticing
Alluring
Notable

Seductive
Intoxicating
Raptures
Exotic
Nymph

She held a piece of carved wood between her hands,

Intricately engraved with only nine words,

It was a piece of willow bark she gathered from her yard,

She placed the wood on the waters surface gently,

She then gave it a quick nudge into the high waves that crashed against the shorelines,

The oceans that part the two of them,

The tides were so strong and powerful but to her favor,

She watched the wood being taken by the cleanest and clearest water,

The waves guided its long journey for many years,

Until it eventually became a treasured piece of driftwood on our own beach.

D reams

R ousing

I ntense

F ertile

T ender

W akened

O sculate

O pulent

D esire

I have not forgotten about you, I mean not leaving messages in a little while, just very busy and now that my internet is in full service then I can file the reports myself.

The scottish accent is very sexy…:)

johnn3-30:

please realize that soon.