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A Night Alone With Me...
I havent been sleeping much since January the 1st. To some that dosent come as much of a suprise. But when I get into Insomnia fits like this, I'm usually regulated to sitting in my room alone with my thoughts, Tonight was pretty different for me. I decided to burn a few Strapping Young Lad CDs and dragged my carcass, a CD player, a Pack of Smokes and a Bottle of Jagermeister onto the roof of my house. I'll be honest, it was a pain in the ass and I almost fell off when I hopped from the top of my balcony to the edge of the roof. When I got to the top of the roof though I set up shop on the roof and just stared off into the sky smoking cigarettes very slowly and taking sips out of the bottle. I wanted to enjoy my time up there because in all seriousness, I didnt plan on doing something like that again anytime soon. Mabye I'd get lucky and fall, but with my luck I'd break my neck and be paralyzed from the neck down. By the time I reached "Heavy as a really Heavy Thing" I had a pre

Night Of Horror
Night of Horror Helpless in a corner, I feel his fist pummel down. He knocks over a lamp, it shatters. His voice is roaring. He swears, once, twice, three times. I sit there like a helpless puppy, trembling, frightened. Then I feel it. He strikes my cheek. I wince, I stare at him in shock. He smiles, proud of himself. My lower lip trembles. I tell myself to be strong. I won't cry. I won't shed a tear. He strikes again. His open hand hurts my cheek. I feel something wet on my lip, Blood. I look at him again, He grins from ear to ear. Still, I show no emotion. This angers him more. My teary eyes watch him as he takes off his belt. In one swift move, he's in front of me again. His eyes glare at me, mine look back at him. I hurt, I'm in pain. But I show no emotion. He lifts his arm, belt in hand. I look up at him in fear. I'm choked up Tears start to fall as I hear myself scream "Daddy, no!"

A Night Of Cyber Or Is It?
A Night of Cyber or Is It? Erotic words,suggestive remarks Sexual innuendos days and night Erratic behavior,ache in my heart How i want you to be in my side My breast are heavy,soft to the touch Aching to be fondled,be in your mouth My legs are trembling on shaky ground Wishing its real and not just virtual The feelings, the passion ruled by lust The images,the fantasies became a must Power of imagination in full force In every caress, touch and stroke Its wild, insane and so unreal Be motivated in this manner Yet its there in every encounter Sexual tension high in the air.....

Night
Well Night everyone i am dead beat from being drained and not sleeping the greatest last night , and studying... i can't believe you do more reading and paperwork studying to be a paralegal. Family doing good, babysat my nephew today getting back to normal after big things who ever did. but past tense. but doing pretty good hubby worked normal today did get off by 4. but normal. sometimes earliest is 2pm cause they start like 4 or 4:30. whenever they get here. but at least gets paid good and stuff. Started my pains again. i dont know if its nerves it feels like the nerves pinching but nothing new. i deal with it. well have goodnite all try be on tommrow. i get to get a hold of lisa that lives in oregon not lisa in Oklahoma. i have 2 friends with same name so everyone gets confused which one i am talking about and jennifer, my brother doesn't like her, she talks like shy and depressing like but she isn't she just outspoken shy type if you grew up in her home you would know why greek ca

Night
Juices flowing Running wild Forbidden fruit Evil smile Longing stare Touch of fate Heavy breathing Open Gate Pulsing Throbbing Swaying hips Bite so softly Quivering lips Teasing slowly In despair Pull you in Gasp for air Rhythmic motion Heaving breasts Whisper to you Need for sex Pressure mounting Secrets told Screams of passion Lose control

Nightmares…
Nightmares… With intensive dreams and night sweats I bared the restless night Upon my brow a mental unrest I kick and screamed in fright With clever gray and misty thoughts twisting thru my sleeping Visions Rushing my soul the emotions it brought and it ends in a crashing drop Flying and happy .love and joy, scaring me properly and crashing to a shaded void The cinema of the dreams the nightly visions the burning screams Makes me wake in quickening haste to look next to me to see if I can trace Her salute in the night to take comfort in her lovely face I wrap my arms around a empty pillow . For tonight it was just a nightmare. ……………………………….......by scottbaker

The Night Remembers When
Springtime fades to summer, and summer into fall, distant are the memories, and rarely do they call. It seems that time is on my side, making memories dim, yet, all that I've forgotten... the night remembers when. It's all too soon that sunlight fades, and darkness settles in. and dreams of all my yesterdays come to plague me once again. Soft brown eyes- they haunt me as do pledges from the past, all dance upon my pillow... and the night remembers when. After all these months of heartache I have come to know some things; sweetest words from honeyed lips can carry such a sting, Sometimes they pledge, sometimes they lie; for every dream- a price, paid in tears and agony... as the night sighs. Although my days pass quietly and about him I don't think, each word he spoke, each kiss we shared the night has etched in stone. And though my heart is healing, I dread when darkness falls, for all I'm trying to leave behind me- forgotten in the past,

The Nightmare
Last night I had this terrifying nightmare that wouldnt quit. I woke up 3 times and everytime I went to sleep this guy was in my head. This horrible evil man who wanted to kill me slowly. It started when I was in my apartment with Mom. Its an apartment I have never lived in before. I go outside to the parking lot to get something out of my car and there is a guy with short brown hair and big glasses sitting in a red crap looking convertable staring at me. He scares me so I hurry back inside. I am sitting in the living room for a few hours and every time I look out the window through the blinds this guy is staring at me through the window. I become increasingly scared. After a while of this guy not leaving I for some reason feel the uncontrollable urge to ask him why he has been sitting in the parking lot for so long. Big mistake. He rolls down his window and I ask him why hes there. He says he just likes to pass the time sitting in our parking lot. he tells me his apartment is acros

The Night Before Thansk Giving (late)
Twas the night before Thanksgiving and in my sleep, strange dreams in my mind, began to creep. Thanksgiving leftovers beckoned the dark meat and white , But I fought the temptation with all of my might. Tossing and turing with anticipation. The thought of a snack became infatuation so to the kitchen I did race, flung open the door, And gazed at the fridge full of goodies galore, I gobbled up turkey and buttered potaotes, Pickles and carrots, beans and tomatoes. I felt myself swelling so plump and so round. Till all of sudden, I rose off the ground? I crashed through the ceiling floating into the sky. With a mouthful of pudding and a handful of pie. But I managed to yell as I soared past the tree. HAPPY EATING TO ALL PASS THE CRANBERRIES PLEASE. Author unknown

A Night To Remember
Here you are, come and sit with me I don't really want to talk I just need you to be with me Being here in my Haven, Oh can't you see? My Darling, you are precious to me It is here that I dwell A Haven away from it all A place to be free and yet I’m so lonely... needing you and your warmth your love that warms me inside something I need so much Darling I hunger for your touch Let's make it a night A night to remember Let’s make it a night That will last forever…

Night Watch
NIGHT WATCH The nurse took the tired, anxious serviceman to the bedside. "Your son is here." she had to repeat the words several times before the patient's eyes opened. Heavily sedated because of the pain of heart attack, he dimly saw the young uniformed Marine standing outside the oxygen tent. He reached out his hand. The Marine wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man's limp ones, squeezing a message of love and encouragement. The nurse brought a chair so that the Marine could sit beside the bed. All through the night the young Marine sat there in the poorly lighted ward, holding the old man's hand and offering him words of love and strength. Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the Marine move away and rest awhile. He refused. Whenever the nurse came into the ward, the Marine was oblivious of her and of the night noises of the hospital - the clanking of the oxygen tank, the laughter of the night staff members exchanging greetings, the cries a

Night Darkness
Night Darkness Night in all its darkness and glory, is beautiful. The sky with its bluish-purple tint, is a wonderful cover. The stars, a million miles away, are comforting. The creatures that stir, no matter how big or small, are my family. I feel more alive in my heart than any other time. The night is who I am. It sounds like a fantasy world, welcome to my reality. Everything is peaceful under darkness.

The Night She Wanted To Dance
Its August, in the heat of the night where passion is uncontrollable. Heat so thick- you stick to the sheets and fits of passion and lust take over...Or did it? The evening in the backroom-It happened! It shouldn't of but it did...The excitement was too intense.Let me tell you about Samantha and Brian and their long fateful night. One night in the backroom an intense passionate look by Samantha,while her and Brian ate a summer lunch of grilled chicken and cold potato salad. Samantha finished her dinner and decided to straighten up the rooms, while she was bending over the couch picking up books, her skirt started to rise up. Brian was walking by and stared and Samantha smiled and straightened herself out.They decided to do dishes and clean up for the evening, Brian washed and Samantha dried them and put them away. Brian noticed Samantha kept leaning over the counter a little more than usual, once she was rushing around and he rubbed up against her breast. She jolted upright and mo

A Night To Remember
[Wined and dined) Surprise! He planned the evening from start to finish, making this a night she would always remember, They started with dinner, wine and making small talk, and when they danced, he kissed her and held her close, cheek-to-cheek and whispering sweet-nothings in her ear. Shortly thereafter, They decided to leave and not have dinner. When he opened the door, there were softly lit candles, flowers, music, and a trail of rose petals leading too and around the bed with a beautiful, sexy negligee draped over a a heart shaped tiny box also covered with Rose petals and a card that read I love you in big bold letters. This was an "Anniversary Night,” she would remember for the rest of her life. Then he took hand, and led her to the bed - Good Night!

Nightmares
why does my past haunt me so much!? i haven't thought about certain things in a really long time so i have no clue as to why now of all the times, my fucking past is haunting me. I have talked to this certain person and told the person what all the shit has done to me. the person apologized perfusely and i believe when they say that they are truely sorry for what happened. I just want the past to go the fuck away! i have tried talking to professionals about it and tried medications to help me sleep, but NOTHING, and i mean NOTHING, works. and now i am being haunted by my best friends death. he was killed in iraq on my wedding day. I'm constantly beating myself up over it. i had made him a promise that i wouldn't get married again without him present. well, i broke that promise. and his and my biggest pet peeve is broken promises. anyone who knows me knows that i never make promises unless i can keep them. well, look what fucking happened when i broke a damn promise!!

Night Sings
As the dying night sings dance with me in my crumbling chamber of malevolent grandeur to strains and fragments of blasphemous passions amoral and barbarous. Let me stroke your soul with leprous immortality smoldering and raw as I seduce your mind with vaporous phantasms and serpentine monstrosities tremulous and nocturnal. As the dying night sings come dwell with me in the catacombs of a false Valhalla bow low to my hollow promises of an eternity of desire as I feast upon your nightmares and watch you fade into obscurity.

Night Watch
NIGHT WATCH------ A nurse took the tired, anxious serviceman to the bedside. "Your son is here," she said to the old man. She had to repeat the words several times before the patient's eyes opened. Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack, he dimly saw the young uniformed Marine standing outside the oxygen tent. He reached out his hand. The Marine wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man's limp ones, squeezing a message of love and encouragement. The nurse brought a chair so that the Marine could sit beside the bed. All through the night the young Marine sat there in the poorly lighted ward, holding the old man's hand and offering him words of love and strength. Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the Marine move away and rest awhile. He refused. Whenever the nurse came into the ward, the Marine was oblivious of her and of the night noises of the hospital the clanking of the oxygen tank, the laughter of the night staff members exchanging gre

Night Light
Sitting on the floor at the foot of my bed. At 2 AM contemplating fate in the reflection of a blade. By the soft glow of the night light, and the remnants of the moon. Reflecting in my eyes from the flat side, thinking on the caress of the edge. Contemplating burdens, old soul wounds still hurting. And fresh tragedy not yet integrated into my litany. Wondering what is next, and how much more i can bear. But the cold glow of the night light, offers me no answers. And i have unfinished business. So not tonight my newfound friend. Maybe tomorrow night when we speak again.

A Night With The Blade
I hear you whisper in my ear sending me surges of pleasure up and down my spine. Your breath upon my skin fills me with untamed heat. As your silken lips touch my skin you softly nibble my flesh. I feel my heart race and a slow wetness building between my legs. You start to kiss me with passion and urgency, telling me of your need. I whisper in your ear to go slow with your hot mouth upon my body. You reluctantly release my luscious lips to taste my creamy flesh. Slowly descending upon my neck you nip me there and draw first blood. Slowly you suckle my neck and draw upon my life-force. I feel my pleasure quickly rising in my soul. As you release my neck I suck your lips and taste of my life. The taste of my blood upon your lips makes me feel the terrible need. I descend with my mouth upon your neck and taste you too. I bite down softly drawing your life into me, filling me now with an even greater heat. After an eternity I release your neck as we mesh our bodies to blend the heat. You

A Night Of Passion
Your hands Soft and caressing Rubbing my body Relieving my stressing Fingertips of loving hands Touching my skin Feeding the fire That’s burning within Sensual and sexy You whisper my name Your fingers slide in Till I do the same With fingers so magic You take me so high Then I feel your breath On the inside of my thigh Your tongue tasting me A sweet spot it sought Face buried deep My fire burning so hot Your mouth covers mine Parting my lips I feel you slide in Between my hips So hard so erect I feel you inside Bringing me higher With every slide As you go deeper My back arching high You take me to heaven Among clouds I do fly My ache taking over You doing the same I feel you cum hard While I scream out your name Our bodies collapse We both gasp for air Your fingers against my face Moving my hair Your arms surround me Pulling me close Bringing me down From the point I had rose Holding me there My head on your ches

A Night At Elysian Park, Ca
It was a night in the summer of 1984, me and a friend were cruising around having fun and thought we would cruise to the park to meet up with some friends, well we were driving north to the park and out of nowhere a dense fog came across the road like it had a mind of its own. There was another vehicle in front of us and that car slammed its breaks on and made a about face and was speeding out of the fog, we stopped turned and followed him but there was a large black figure hunched on the ground in front of my car I swerved to miss it but it hit. I slammed my breaks on and looked behind us and there was nothing there no black figure no fog! We left that night and never went to the park at night again.

The Night & The Moon
In the darkness, you ventured to me against all the world, I loved you we were drawn by the voices of the stars to come together in this time of separation It was so late in shade, but not too late for us Brushing away warning, a knock on my window A burden lifted as i saw your gracious face The cool night air swirled around your warmness Oh it was an embrace I'll never forget That night under the moon We looked up together at its light Shining, bathing its pale fullness down upon us. forever as one tonight. You kissed me in this calm silence Oh how i yearned to howl for all the world To hear as i professed my love to you! Your gentle forgiving sweetness was like a touch of cinnamon on my lips I would have told you all i wanted to right then and there, but something... Kept me from slicing open this wound The light across the street, the shadow A figure in the window, i looked away safely falling into your cloudless eyes forever in my heart, I'll see you thi

Night Thoughts
Naked beneath the stars tonight I sit and write by the fire light Thinking in my quiet head How I wish that I were dead I try so hard each day you see To pretend I'm as normal as can be It grows harder with each day To pretend the pain away I lie awake on my bed With criticisms being said And all the voices that I hear Make my self loathing more sever I try to put them out of sight But I know that they are right I am a person who's been broken I'm as worthless as a token The voices in my head have spoken ©Dark

Nightmare
I wake to a wasteland I try to understand hates me, everyone Satan's got a gun I'm skinned by my own thoughts raped by every God left with everything feeling so lonely I'm haunted every time I fuckin close my eyes I feel the evil force eaten at my rotten corpse I break down in dismay crumble and decay worst of this monstrosity is that this is fuckin reality Wake me up or I'll lose my mind this nightmare's draining me inside terrified to close my eyes this nightmare makes me wanna die When will I wake? I wake in boiling sweat dream will I forget actions I do regret erase then smear with shit I flee from nothing there possessed by, if I care attempt to run away manage to burn and pray I fall an endless pit and loving every bit further that I go escape this Hell I know smashed down on 10 foot spikes shoved deeper with her might I bleed cold in despair yet she doesn't fuckin care

A Night Of Passion
For two nights I have had some awesome dreams dreams that are so real that they next morning I am wet. I dreamed I was lying in bed with my back to the door. I had my silk gown on and nothing underneath. I snuggled under the covers and with thought of you on my mind I drifted off to sleep. In my dream someone entered the room. By this time i was facing the door and as I pecked I saw YOU take off your clothes and climb in my bed. I felt hands touch my body. Stroking my curves and gently removing my gown. I moan as the air from my fan touched my body. My nipples were so senseitive that when your mouth found them I let out a loud moan. I arched my back to feel your naked body touch my skin. My hands sought your skin. My hand reached down to cup you. I wanted to feel your need for me. I gently tugged on you and pulled you to me. As your kisses became more urgent my need for you grew. I needed you in me. I begged for you to take me NOW. I wanted to feel you i

Night
There is a world beyond ours, That lives right along side, But no one can see it, Even though many have tried, There is a nemesis to everyone, Their night is the stalker to our day, But no one can tell, Because we look the other way, There is a right for every wrong, In the world we cannot see, Even though we cannot run, Even though we cannot flee, The other world stalks ours, It walks on our right hand, It mimics our sea, Our air and our land, Sometimes you may see them, They are the dark and black, They flit through the shadows, They live in our every crack, The night stalks our day, Poisoning the inky sky, They never feel remorse, As our daytimes dies.

Nightmares!! :(
Nightmares :( Why do we have them? I am so glad to be awake , I just had a nightmare that seemed to go on forever. I would wake up then go back to sleep and finish where I left off! its spooky... maybe cause it was because I ate something before I went to bed, Ive always heard that could happen. I defenatly dont want to go back to sleep "( I feel like those kids in Nightmare on elm street lol so Im drinking coke hopeing the caffiene will keep me awake! wish me luck hahaha....

... Nightmares.
Gyah. I had one of those nightmares last night. One of those really really bad nightmares. The kind that you HAVE to wake up because otherwise you die. Well and the kind where all of your muscles contract resulting in waking up. It started out me being at an office building/apartment building. It's the apartment building that I always live in in my dreams when I live with my dad. Except this time I believe that it was in Chicago. Some stuff happened first but I don't really remember it. I had a kitten who was almost a year old.. she was female and black. She herself had just given birth to kittens. I'm starting to remember the stuff I couldn't remember. There was a man there.. a cop actually.. someone had promised that I would take pics for him. I had my digital cam there.. I didnt really want to.. an older woman had promised. He was a heavier set guy.. young though and affable enough. I found some clothes to wear.. one of them I remember most being a veil. I'd wanted a b

The Night I Became His Sub
It was not long after my parents died that i was alone in that house. I would walk down the hallway sadly not noticing the flashing light above me, I walk slowly towards the bathroom in a daze, open the door, switch on the light and walk in. I stare at the reflection in the mirror. It doesn’t look like me at all, the face is pale and you can see lines of tears from where the person had been crying, hair all over the place and looking like a complete wreck! My hands slide down my breasts, onto the hem of my nightgown, I lift it up over my head and it drops onto the floor. I gently untie my necklace and place it on the bench. Now I am totally bare naked. I turn on the shower, the cold one then hot. I step onto the cold tiles, my nipples go hard and my body shivers. I step into the warmth of the water. The water trickles down my face, onto my breasts, down my tummy and down my warm spot, running down my silky smooth legs. I move my soft hands against my slippery body from my belly up

Nights In White Satin
Nights in white satin, Never reaching the end, Letters I've written, Never meaning to send. Beauty I'd always missed With these eyes before, Just what the truth is I can't say anymore. 'cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how, I love you. Gazing at people, Some hand in hand, Just what I'm going thru They can understand. Some try to tell me Thoughts they cannot defend, Just what you want to be You will be in the end, And I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how, I love you. Oh, how, I love you. Nights in white satin, Never reaching the end, Letters I've written, Never meaning to send. Beauty I'd always missed With these eyes before, Just what the truth is I can't say anymore. 'cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how, I love you. Oh, how, I love you. 'cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how, I love you. Oh, how, I love you.

A Night With Melissa
Night With Melissa another true story from chipair. the names have been changed to protect the not so innocent! We met Melissa through another couple we knew. She had expressed an interest to them about group sex and they were trying to get her to try a threesome with them. We were planning on going to a swingers party with the other couple and they invited Melissa along. The other couple told us that they would be bringing their female friend with them. We couldn't wait to meet her. We got to the party before they did and sat at a table and waited for them to show up. They showed up soon after with Melissa behind them. As soon as I saw her I recognized her. Although we live in a big city the neighborhood is small. I knew we had seen her around. We made eye contact and there was a spark of recognition and mutual interest. The three of them came over to our table and we started talking. It turned out that Melissa was very easy to talk to and had this cute southen accent. My wife

Night Of Feb 27th, 2007
So its early for me, (maybe 1 or 2 am.) I'm just breaking & laying on my bed, everythings coming out tonight, I mean everything. Emotions and emotional flashbacks? Yep, getting those too now, and as soon as Pieces by Sum 41 comes on, everything keeps coming out. Every feeling you could think of, hate, self hate, depression, darkness, everything. I'm sober but laying in bed realizing "I hit the absolute bottom, now why can't I sleep?." So, maybe another hour or so passes and I finally zonk out. Someone calls my name, I shrug it off. At this point I had passed the point of giving up and not caring to the point of being drained and collapsing. Almost nothing short of the end of the world, or a nuke war would've woken me up between then and when I did finally wake up.

Nightmare
It's second nature for you But its my first to make you my last one The last one in my life The first to make you cry So let's drink this bottle to the very last drop Tell me what you find at the bottom Don't say you forgot what I need Cause all I need is you Tonight, tonight I send out apologies Inside this car I'll fly over the edge And if I try to say your name I'll just bite my tongue It's your nightmare Make sure to handle it well Turn up your evil, turn down your care It's your nightmare Make sure to handle it well Turn up your evil, turn down your care Aboard this troubled ambulance The passenger is nowhere to be found I escaped What will they think of me? What will they think of me when, I lock my body in the trunk of your car? Put all the pressure to the gas Turn the autopilot on Let's see if we can fly tonight Tonight, tonight I send out apologies Inside this car I'll fly over the edge And if I try to say your name I'll just bite my tongue It

A Night In Elysian Park, Ca
A Night at Elysian Park, CA It was a night in the summer of 1984, me and a friend were cruising around having fun and thought we would cruise to the park to meet up with some friends, well we were driving north to the park and out of nowhere a dense fog came across the road like it had a mind of its own. There was another vehicle in front of us and that car slammed its breaks on and made a about face and was speeding out of the fog, we stopped turned and followed him but there was a large black figure hunched on the ground in front of my car I swerved to miss it but it hit. I slammed my breaks on and looked behind us and there was nothing there no black figure no fog! We left that night and never went to the park at night again.

Nightmare Before Christmas
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Night Thoughts
Night Thoughts Stars, you are unfortunate, I pity you, Beautiful as you are, shining in your glory, Who guide seafaring men through stress and peril And have no recompense from gods or mortals, Love you do not, nor do you know what love is. Hours that are aeons urgently conducting Your figures in a dance through the vast heaven, What journey have you ended in this moment, Since lingering in the arms of my beloved I lost all memory of you and midnight. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Night 2... The Cause
Maybe I should have started with day one, but I was hoping it was just a one night thing. I was up all night the day before... I even went out and ran over 3 miles, I know this because I had a pedometer that at the end read over 15,000 steps... for anyone who knows how many feet are in a mile... it's over 5,000ft to equal one mile... i have a longer stride than just a foot so I know it was over 3 miles. I watched tv, read several chapters in a large book, washed clothes, and drove out to watch the sunrise... All the while, I tried to free my mind from what's been plagueing it since I knew at the beginning of that night that I'd pull an all nighter... Her. Night 2. It really started at around 3pm today when I got home from a long drawn out day at work. I arrived home and headed straight for the wine... I was hoping that maybe a bit of inebriation was all I needed to sleep. Hence my status being "3pm night cap??". That didn't turn out so well... no sleep. To make matters worse, I have

A Night With You
A night with you could be my dream come true If you are willing to take the chance. A dream date planned witout high demand If you are looking for a little romance. A night on a boat could give us the room To find out if our sea legs really work. And a night with you could be a dream come true I see upon your face that little smirk. A dance or two may bring your lips to sing Don't worry dear, I don't want a ring. A night with you may just be that-a night So let's enjoy the hugs, the sex, the life. A night with you may bring me down from my cloud But after a night with you, I will know what you're all about.

Night 2... Continued
Ok, so I was watching tv for a long while and I saw The Ringer, Mallrats, and Lorenzo's Oil. Can any of you guess which movie(s) got to me?? ALL OF THEM!!! So any way, as some of you might have guessed, I wrote a few blogs last night as well as watching tv... I also walked around the park for a good 2 hours as well. Maybe I'll be more constructive with my time tonight. I think I'll organize the garage... Yes, I'm going to organize the garage in the am of my birthday. Fun huh? Depending on what happens tomorrow, I might try to call it an early day. I'm not writing any of this so anyone will feel sorry for me, that's the last thing I need right now dammit! Any way, another day at work, hope all of you who read this (and those that don't) have a great day.

Night 3... March 7th
I can't tell whether what I see is a fallacy. Last night I went for a drive... When I stepped away from my car I had a cigarette and looked back. The car was gone. My eyesight is shaky and I'm afraid to go driving... but I do. I don't want to fall asleep at the wheel or start seeing things (or not seeing things) and someone gets hurt. Today's March 7th. Last night when I got home, I cleaned my garage for 2 hours, watched Dane Cook on HBO, looked at some recently recieved cards, walked around, and finally just sat outside alone until the sun came up. It's 6 minutes to 8 right now and I'm beginning to feel a numbness. Not physically, but emotionally. I have to wonder if I am inadvertently depriving myself of sleep to keep the tears from flowing any more, but then I know better... when do the tears really stop. I sang happy birthday to myself last night as I tried many times to see my car that was obviously there but would not come out of the shadows... I have a terrible pain in my chest

A Night At The Tables
I guess poker stories aren't of much interest to anyone but another poker player, which is sad because every day at the tables is a story. Sometimes a fairy tale, sometimes a tragedy, each session is evaluated not only by the amount of winnings or losses, but also by time invested, missed opportunities and errors. **Poker: the art of civilized bushwhacking. The tight player folds after two cards are dealt unless they're strong. The loose player stays in the game until he has no possibility of winning. The tight player's bet makes the others take another look at their cards and he can sometimes bluff his way to a pot based on his reputation at the table. **There are few things that are so unpardonably neglected in our country as poker. It is enough to make one ashamed of the species. In most home games I've played, raising after a check is not permitted, but in a casino, the check raise is a bold move, advancing the pot or bringing the game to an end as the remainin

Nights
why can't I sleep wind howls, thunder cracks dreams of black dreams of the unknown the past haunts me turning and turning dont close my eyes why cant I see why cant I stop seeing tears on my pillow leave my mind let me rest give me back my life give me dreams of another So very very tired. by Debra Ex

A Night In A Dark Room
Your hands are bound tightly above your head. You can't see through the darkness of the black blind fold over your eyes. It is so quiet you the dripping of water onto the hard wood floor. Drip. Drip. You hear a bottle open. The bottle cap hits the floor and echoes in the empty room. Foot steps slowly come towards you. The floors creak with each step. Your naked body lays there waiting. Waiting for some kind of sign on what the person in the room will do with you. Your nipples are hard waiting in fear. Or is it in anticipation? You feel a cold hard object against your foot. The water on the outside of the object coats your foot as it traces up and down the arch of your foot. Still no voices. ..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /> The object makes its way up your legs tracing the inside of your calf and then your thigh. The wet trail left behind is tickling your skin. You feel the ridges along the bottom of the object. You feel

Night 1
It doesn't matter how many people I talk to my heart still hurts. I miss adam like I can't even put into words. I hurt so bad. I got so use to having his sweet voice being there for me. Tonight is the first night I have to go to sleep without having him on the phone. Part of me just wants to run and hide and forget how much I love him, but he asked me not to forget him not to push him out of my heart. I worry about him, his first night away from his family. I wonder where he is sleeping. I don't know if I'm going to be able to stand this pain. This hurts like losing a family member to death. I need him in Texas so bad. I don't want things to go bad for him, but I do hope that he decides that he doesn't want to live with out me. I don't expect anyone to understand unless they have recently been in love and were seperated from them. Long distance realationships are some of the most beautiful but painful experiences of my life. I hate to admit what I really feel like. I a

Nights Like This
I see you standing there and slowly walk your way rehearsing in my mind just what I want to say. I'll compliment the way your dress offsets your eyes or some such likely thing that at the time seems wise. I'll ask you if you might just want to take a walk or if you would prefer to sit with me and talk. I'll listen while you speak and add things here and there I'll ask about your life tell jokes without a care. and then we'll take that walk on down near the lake shore then sitting on the beach I think we'll talk some more. As things keep going well it's not sure what I'll do I'm running out of things with which to impress you. Watching as the sun sets we'll sit there hand in hand and little by little rise up from the sand. Walking along the beach the stars are shining bright and with at my side it's a beautiful night. I can't believe the way events have gone tonight; I guess it must have been, truly, Love at first sight. It's time t

A Night I Will Never Foget.
I arrived in town on Friday night around 12:00 pm. I was to attend a business meeting on Saturday. I called her up on Friday night to tell her I was in town, and ask her if it would be ok if I dropped by to see her. I told her I was to only be in town for a few hours, and I’d like to see her again. She informed me that that would be perfectly alright, that she hadn’t made any plans for the evening. I said that would be nice, I’d call after the meeting and let her know I was on my way. I arrived at her apartment around 9pm. Walked up the steps, and knocked on her door. “just a minute she said”. Then slowly the doors begin to open. Standing in the doorway to my amazement there she stood, as beautiful as I could remember. Only tonight she was dressed in a black leather corset, fishnet stockings with a black garter, with a pair of the sexiest red lace panties. She looked at me and said “are going to stand there with your tongue hanging out, or are you going to come in and use it o

The Night.
I walk the night. Wandering past empty shops. Ducking down alleyways. Searching the shadows. Peeking behind every putrid dumpster. And inside every dirty bar. I stalk the night. Every moment less sure of what I'll find. Maybe what I seek. Maybe nothing. Maybe... Maybe. I shun the light. As I turn I see the outline, the shadow on the wall. The darkness is where he lives. Where he breathes. He waits for me. His eyes burn bright. His movement fluid, like a cat, He flows toward me. Eager hands reaching out. Pulling me to him. I dare not fight. He is my vision. My dark sacred dream. Made a reality in harsh lines And soft edges. He is destiny unfurled. He is the night.

Nightmares
For the last few nights i been having some fucked up dreams...I know its because of the upcoming dr visit on the 27th....The dreams or nightmares have ended the same way with the dr saying "sorry son we can't fix you" and it shows me in a coffin..I know it is only dreams but the way I have been feeling it wouldn't surprise me if it comes to that

A Night In Sydney
After a night clubbing in Sydney Australia, when I was 20, went into a Dunkin Donuts for coffee and some donuts before looking for a cab. It has to be about 2 in the morning and still quite a bit of people out on the town. After getting something and setting down at a table, this girl comes in alone, wearing a very short skirt, showing some very tan firm legs, accented by her high heels, which I loved, could only imagine the tight firm ass that was underneath the skirt. She had long brown hair and was obviously part polinisian decent but not full, since she had very plump full breast showing through her low cut, thin blouse. Didn't expect her to sit at the table next to mine as she did, but after asking her a few basic questions about her night and finding out her man was busted with another girl at the club and wanted to get back at him, we hit it off after a few firtacous comments of the sexual nature and realizing how serious we both were and her not having time for

The Nights End
Ok well its 2:00 am and I am a little weirded out. I was sitting here earlier and the phone rings . I couldent place the voice , turns out a very old freind from when I was in elementry school somehow tracked my number down . And this freind was my best freind way back when . We used to pretend we were the Beetles and run around singing beetles songs...Eeeew hippie shit ! Anyhow he was obviously wasted , he was talking my ear off. Then he asked me if I knew anyone who wanted to buy some sorta somthing . I assume it was drugs . He wasent too clear, then explained he was addicted to herion . Now when I lived in Seattle I knew too many who used herion . Personally I never tried it (that I know of ) I mean I smoke weed and have had some weed that will completly wipe me out. But he was saying how shitty things were yadda..yadda . I felt bad really bad, but I know the worst thing I could do is invite him over . Or give him money or such seems he is back in town and hasent got

The Nightmare Goes On...
I'm numb and I'll admit hurting hella bad at the moment.This might not make much sense at all. But my mind is driving me crazy all the thoughts just bounceing around. So I was hopeing a blog might help it. I don't do silence well. It goes back to my youth and being forced to be in a silent,cold,dark place when ever I was thought to deserve punishment. I'm dealing ok. Gypsy needs the rest so i'm silent as I can be. But it allows my thoughts to just run around. Mainly It's fear I'm feeling...I've never loved as deep as I do Gypsy. Hells I knew from the first time I saw her she was my forever... Now the thought of loseing her...well I'm scared to death.I honestly couldn't deal with that on top of loseing our child.... Then there's the thoughts of rage of makeing the one that made this happen suffer 3 fold for it. Of makeing her feel the hurt n pain we are right now. And yeah I'm not proud to admit it but yeah,I do think of her painful demise. I know that's messed up but I find my

The Night The Lights Went Out In Sydney
Sydney's fifteen hours ahead of Central Standard Time where I am, so this technically happened yesterday. I was intrigued when I read the article on Yahoo! News about Australia's largest city literally cutting the power for an hour to raise attention about global warming and -- this was in a related article -- reduce our "ecological footprint". Sydney blacks out for global warming By ROHAN SULLIVAN, Associated Press Writer 2 hours, 45 minutes ago SYDNEY, Australia - The Sydney Opera House's gleaming white-shelled roof was darkened Saturday night along with much of the rest of Australia's largest city, which switched off the lights to register concern about global warming. The arch of Sydney's other iconic structure, the harbor bridge, was also blacked out, along with dozens of skyscrapers and countless homes in the 4 million-strong city, in an hour-long gesture organizers said they hoped would be adopted as an annual event by cities around the world. Mayor Clover Moo

Nighty Night Survey
whats your name?: Karoline Elizabeth Juliana-Grace Birthday?: 10/24/75 what are you thinking right now?: That I'm stuffed and tired. Going to bed after this. last person you hugged?: Wendy when we left her place. last person you kissed (not family)?: Wendy's cheek, Sean's lips. last person you said i love you to?: Sean favorite color?: blue who makes you smile the most?: Sean who makes you sad the most?: Bill collectors relationship status?: Hopelessly in love do you have a crush on anyone?: crushes are for kiddies

The Night Healer
Through the night you softly crept Into the mind, my body kept What flowed through my veins, but a potion, Of fully restored love and devotion. Through the night your soul was swept To the bed where my eyes slept. You guided me into an unknown ocean Of faith to love with all emotion. Through the night you flew to nest Inside the warmth of my own breast. Plunged into my darkness to offer light To mend the wound of blinded sight. Through the night you came to rest Inside my dreams, by you were blessed. Gave me hope to love, I used to fight, You came to heal me through the night.

A Night To Remember....
One night we IM'd, and the chemistry between us was immediately obvious. I knew I had connected with someone who was deeply sexual, intelligent and…Masterful! All the qualities I most admire in a man. It wasn't long before we started talking on the phone. I like phone sex and have enjoyed several pleasant encounters this way. Until I started talking to you, that is. You would whisper to me, with your incredibly sexy voice, tease me, build me up, concentrate totally on my pleasure and then order me to cum, not just once or even twice, but over and over again, until I was completely sated, only then would you finally see to your own satisfaction. No one else I'd had phone sex with could match that, and I began to wonder what you would be like in real life! Six months later and here I was pulling up outside your house in a cab. My hands trembled as I knocked on the door. Last minute nerves and doubts set in. Would I be able to serve you as you wished? Please you, as y

A Night For His Taking
He did not remove the blindfold until they were inside. She had no inkling of where they were, this city and this country were strange to her. Blinking she realised she was in a large room. Most of it was cast into shadow. Looking around she saw her lover checking the slip of paper in his hand and finding the controls. The lights rose, slowly at first and she saw something that was strangely familiar. Frowning she went closer and could not stop the gasp as she saw the distinctive spider symbol. A slither of delicious fear slid down her spine like an icy finger. He turned to look at her, smiling at her shocked but still eager expression. Kissing her softly as he came to her side. "You said you would let me do as I pleased to you if we ever came here," he said quietly, his smile growing wider as she nodded, biting her lower lip. Her eyes were wide and darker than usual. "I remember Master Darius," Jade whispered. "Was it an idle promise?" he asked, going very still as he waited

The Night.
"No. Please," She cries as he ties her wrists to the bed post. "Please don't do this," her tears soaking the pillow on which her head rests. It's dark, except for one light in the corner, but it has something draped over it making it cast only a murking shadow. The man is dark. She can't see his face, he's just a shadow in the dark. Nothing but darkness is around her. She doesn't know where she is or how she got there. All she remembers is being grabbed from her car and breathing in something that smelled very bad before passing out. "Why is this happening to me?" She asks herself as the man in shadow breaths against her neck. "If you struggle things will only get worse," he whispers in her ear before he trails his knife across her tear stained cheek, nicking it slightly. "Please...why.....please don't" she sobs. Her cheek feels like it's on fire, but the sensation on her cheek is lost when she feels the knife at her throat. "What did I just say," she says inches from

A Night,....she Says....
I turn on some music and slowly begin to sway my hips to the music. I run my hands all over my body. I caress my way up my legs, over my hips and slowly glide them over my stomach still moving with the music. My hands creep up further over my breasts and give them a gentle squeeze. I pinch my nipples making them hard and visible through my shirt. I caress my throat and slowly begin to work my way back down my breasts, my stomach, my hips, my thighs and my legs. I turn around and stand with my legs spread and my hips swiveling. My head is turned to face you. I slowly begin to raise my white halter-top. Teasingly I raise it a little and lower it a little until it is right below my breasts. I then take it and pull it over my head and toss it to the side. I'm standing there with my bare chest because I 'm not wearing a bra. I dance with the music my hands covering my breasts. Every so often you can glimpse a peek at my nipples. I remove one of my hands and then the other and hold t

Nights With Out You..
I go to sleep at night, thinking of your face the love thats shared between us, with a warm embrace. Sometimes I cry at night when we can't be together, wishing oh so much, that you had left me, never. You're on my mind in every way, l can't put the past behind me, without you there's so much pain, that just won't set me free. Without you, it's like eternity, this pain is in my heart, When not even death can break the love, we will never part. I think about times we've shared, how much we loved each other, a love like ours, so intense, is truly never for another. Even though it's hard sometimes, my heart can wait awhile, for this bond that will unite us two, again across the miles. So for now, there's only three, more little words to say, just so you know, how much l care each and every day. I love you. forever and always!!

A Night At Outland
Endless circles ever searching for a hidden Shangri La Dark desire in the shadows, now heeding a secret call Broken façade, fading image, so easily overlooked Down the steps into the shadows, now my soul is surely hooked Decorations border corny, cobwebs, grave stones grinning skulls Uneven dance floor flashing lights, even antique disco balls Fruity drinks with bizarre names, packing strong alcoholic punch One drink two drinks go down smoothly, till my senses start to crunch Now into that web I willingly leap Cast myself into a night at Outland Spinning bodies fill the floor to thunderous seductive beats Leather and lace clad the figures, myriad of tasty treats Gestapo goddess, corseted biker, gothic ghouls and guys As pulsing beats enthrall the ears, spinning patrons enthrall the eyes Scents and sights and sounds assail; bodies pressed cause pulses to race Warmth within a gentle touch, staring into a smiling face Lips meet and kiss hot fingers dance, their need wil

Nightmares...
many times i face nights where im afraid to go to sleep- knowing whats waiting for me when i close my eyes..... i wonder how many others go through this, and if theyve found a way to face the world of dreams....

Night Out In The Big M
Out on monday night was the most bizarre night i may have expierienced (not counting the several night i don't quite remember). First off the starting place of our nights out was closed for unknown reasons and due to these circumstances a change of venue was needed. In our next stop were several of the hooded offenders teaching a polish person how to speak..... you can imagine the only words that were said from this moment on were 'Fuck' and 'Ghetto Booty mate!'. I would have beat them with my invisable yet rather pain inducing stick of mass damage but I was too distracted by a tube of lip gloss left in the ash tray which was still full. In my drunken state i decided to squeeze the whole tube into the ash tray and use it to stick all the contents together to make a rather disgusting lollipop looking abomination. Another venue change was in order.. "TOO THE ROIAD HOUSE!" On our casual walk up an alleyway we were then followed by two men that were very drunk and threatened to hit us

"nightfall"
"Nightfall" Isn't it beautiful? The sunset at night. Pale shades of color In the glowing light. The trees look so peaceful. A breeze passes by. Hints of rainbow colors adorn the nightly sky. Soon it will get dark And the moon will start to rise. Waves gently flap the shore with the distant seagulls cries. The sky begins to glisten As stars slowly appear. Crickets chirp their song, Afar it seems so near. It all makes you wonder How you have never noticed before The beauty that has been created couldn't be appreciated more.

A Night Alone..............
It was 6pm on a Friday evening, their kid was away for the weekend and her husband was late. Just as Jade was beginning to worry the phone rang, and she was glad to hear her husband Darius say he was on his way back, he had stopped to collect some things on the way. Before he hung up he asked of her “Meet me on our bed, nude.” Smiling to herself she put the phone down, walked up to their room and stripped, laying back naked on the bed, awaiting her husbands arrival. She didn’t have to wait long as she soon heard the door open, as her husband came up the stairs he called to her “Shut your eyes and sit.” Shutting her eyes and perching on the edge of the bed she wondered what had been collected. She heard her Darius enter the room, then felt him softly tie a blindfold round her head. His breath and lips brushed her ear as he leaned in to whisper “I love you, do you trust me my pet?” A shiver ran down her spine as Jade nodded, of course she trusted him. His hand softly cupped the back of h

A Night Alone............
It was 6pm on a Friday evening, their kid was away for the weekend and her husband was late. Just as Jade was beginning to worry the phone rang, and she was glad to hear her husband Darius say he was on his way back, he had stopped to collect some things on the way. Before he hung up he asked of her “Meet me on our bed, nude.” Smiling to herself she put the phone down, walked up to their room and stripped, laying back naked on the bed, awaiting her husbands arrival. She didn’t have to wait long as she soon heard the door open, as her husband came up the stairs he called to her “Shut your eyes and sit.” Shutting her eyes and perching on the edge of the bed she wondered what had been collected. She heard her Darius enter the room, then felt him softly tie a blindfold round her head. His breath and lips brushed her ear as he leaned in to whisper “I love you, do you trust me my pet?” A shiver ran down her spine as Jade nodded, of course she trusted him. His hand softly cupped the back of h

Nights Like This...
I realllllllllllllllly hate nights like this. Thoughts ever so consuming, that no matter the deprivation of your body---sleep does not RSVP! Why, when you deal with things in life, do they come back and still haunt your brain at night, or pain your heart? Why do they not go away? I was always taught that when you deal with something, it becomes resolved. In resolving, you think of the incident whether past or present, decide on options to choose from in dealing with it, then cast action. Time now passes, pain does fade---POOF! there it is again---in my head at 3AM!!! If that's not enough, now it's in my heart!---Little SOB---I thought you were resolved---WTF? WTF? Sometimes I feel as if it pains me more than anyone else on the face of this earth. Either that, or everybody else is a giant Hermit. I am a crazy passionate person,---do I have to be? How can I turn it off to seem more "comfortably numb"? Ahhhh boy I gotta lot of crap to write. Maybe it will help get it out of my hea

A Night I'll Never Forget
I never thought my first blog would be about something like what I have written below. A Night I'll Never Forget I belong to the American Amature Poker League(AAPL) as a staff member and future partner. What I do is host Free Texas Hold 'Em tournaments at local taverns/resturants and tonight(Tues) was a night that I worked. As I was on my way home, about 1:30am, I was involved in an accident ... not my fault, but bad enough the car will be totaled. I know your thinking ... how am I ... tell yeah the truth ... my lower backs hurts, but it had been hurting all day/night anyway. The cops were chasing a SUV type vehicle when it was going from one road to another via an on ramp ... I saw the vehicle and had moved into the left lane (like normal) to allow it to merge on ... as I'm coming up to the ramp where it meets the road, I look over my right shoulder to see a vehicle coming right for me ... he caught the rear passenger tire area & door a lil ... shattered the rear window all

A Night Of Passion
The sensual touch of his lips with his hand caressing every curve a rush of pleasure surges thur my body. Giving him my all with the gentle brush of his fingertips I fell deep into him. As the room slipped away I felt all that I'd lacked. Feeling the sky move with every thrust sweats trickles down my skin I can't control myself, I exploding in to a whirl of ecstasy. This was a night Of Passion I would never forget.

Nightfall
Loneliness and bitterness Two companions forever more Locked for all time inside Never let loose or set free Release is something never found Freedom is but a shattered dream Soul searching a waste Optimisim a foolish notion Living without meaning or hope Dreading the light of day Waiting for darkness to finally settle Blessed peace once and for all The endless sleep and a final escape

Night In The Abyss, The Beginning
Here is a piece of fiction a friend convinced me to write... "Left here, at this alley," Karen instructed Dennis. Dennis pulled into the turn lane and turned on his blinker, waiting for a clear path. He glanced over at Karen. "Um, are you sure? This looks like an abandoned warehouse or something." Karen sighed at the sound of the slight tremor in his voice. "Yes, Dennis, this is it. It is in an old abandoned warehouse. Most techno clubs are." Dennis drove slowly down the alley, and soon they were passing a number of cars and people in all manner of garish dress standing around, talking, smoking, and necking against the vehicles. He found an open spot and pulled in. As he set the parking brake, he glanced over at her and smiled. "Have I told you tonight how lovely you look?" Karen grinned outwardly, but sighed again inside……"Why thank you. You look pretty chic yourself." Karen was amazed she was able to get that out with a straight face. He was dressed in a white knit

Night In The Abyss, The Longing
Saturday night, the moon was full. Karen had once again convinced Dennis to bring her out to the Abyss. It had only been a few weeks since her last visit here, but it had seemed an eternity. Though she had not had anymore visions of Mitch while she was with Dennis, on the nights she was alone, she had had intensely realistic dreams; Mitch, taking her in his arms, devouring her with his mouth, filling her with his manhood. Every time, she had awoken drenched in sweat, and wet from other things as well. She had wondered what it would be like to see him in the club, dancing to the rhythmic pulse of the Goth music. As they neared the club, she felt a warm flush between her thighs. She had chose Saturday, hoping that Dennis would at least try to be a bit more in the spirit of things, and to his credit, try was an accurate word. Obviously he had gone on line and done some research. He wore a tight black sweater which might have been sexy on a man with a build, but on him, it just made him

Night In The Abyss, The Consumption
It had taken nearly a month, but Karin finally convinced Dennis to take her back out to the Abyss. Seeing her the last time, standing in the middle of the graveyard, alone and seemingly dazed, had frightened Dennis. He thought there was something wrong with the place. But, her insistence, and offering of favors in return, had finally swayed his mind. She had pretty much given up on him having any sense of style when he went. She compromised and they went on Friday, the 80s retro night, rather than the hardcore Goth Saturday night. This let him wear casual surfer shorts, Spicoli inspired checkered sneakers, and a non-descript pseudo Hawaiian shirt. Karin, on the other hand, had pulled out all the stops. She had straightened her medium length red hair, and ran black stripes through it. A tight leather corset held her ample breast high, giving teasing peeks of cleavage and side boob. Her clingy ankle length skirt flared out at the bottom, like Morticia Adams, and her high heels gave her

Night To Day
Night to day. Day to night. I go on my own way. To forget what's in my sight. I'm being caged down like a bird. With no freedom to fly away. I didn't want to be first nither the third. Couldn't do nothing but hear the wind sway. Drops of water drips in the cold silence. The winds roar through the dark. The darkness where there is no violence. I can hear the bark peeling off the trees, and the dogs bark. There's a chill in the air. There's no where to go. There's always someone to turn to. But, there's no one there. My bones ache along with my heart. I've lost everything that I dreamt of. I feel like I'm falling apart. There's nothing left, but to fly away like a dove. The sounds of silence. The rapid beating of my heart is filled with violence. poem written by me: Kiara/Chrys.

Night Twin
Sit and stare Stare into the darkness of night Darken with clouds No stars No moons Just dark clouds But also Still calmness Sleep covers like a blanket Few go unaffected though For most night is day Their time to work Their time to awaken Our night twins run about Enjoying night as day Beautiful lights as guides A sight to behold Sit and stare Stare into the darkness of night And spot your twin.

Night Time Soliloquy, Of The Lonely Cowboy...
Slave to the rave, from the deep velvet cage, thrusting glances from hidden eyes, in and out, darting, probing, wanting, needing the touch of a million volts, electric convulsions, of passion and lust, night time soliloquy, of the lonely cowboy...

Nightmare
Waling throught the woods In the dead of night Feels like somethings watching me From the areas of no light I keep walking through the woods Although I am getting scared The vastness of the forest Making it hard to bare Then I hear a sound Crunching of dried leaves I turn to face the creature It's staring back at me It's body covered in silver fur Reflecting the light of the full moon I looked into it's eyes I could see my demise As the silver beast attacked Leaping high in the air I suddenly awake and realize It was all just a nightmre

Night Time Dream
sweet whispering dreams of you run through my head nights grow into magical times of love with you and me in a land made from our dreams as we dance under the hunters moon as the crickets and creatures of the night play us our waltz of nocturnal love dance close to me my love till the morning sun breaks the night sky and stay in my arms forever more to be my wonder my joy my fantasy

A Night Out
I wrote this a while back.. enjoy!! leave a comment if you like it.. so i will know to keep posting them After a hard week at home I decided to go out for a drink with a cpl of friends. I danced and had a great time laughing and flirting...I met a great looking guy, very sweet and he made me smile. After having a few too many drinks we thought to go get some breakfast. we talked about everything from the weather to football. I thought it would be a smart thing to tell him that I am married.. I told him that I have a wonderful husband and 3 beautiful kids at home.. He then asked me what I was doing out and did my husband know where I was I told him that I had called alfonso and informed him of my whereabouts. I reassured him that he was okay with where I was. and said that if I was gonna be out all night to let him know where I would be just so he would know.. That eased my new friends mind, because the next question was could we go to another bar and get a room after. I said yes and w

Night Driving!
"Watch your revs... Watch your revs, watch your speed. Position, position! 3rd and 4th gears are there for a reason, don't leave them out."God, this instructor was a BITCH!!! I'll explain. I have been a resident of Ireland for some time now, and have never taken the driver's exam here. I have always used my American driver's license, as I have always traveled back and forth. But, since I am staying here for longer periods of time, the Irish Highway Code required me to get my license here. Now I have lived in both Great Britain, and Ireland for quite some time, and thought I had mastered the highway code here, but thought that a refresher, with an instructor would be a good thing. I was wrong. "What's the speed along here Richard?" "80 kmh" She pointed out a sign that said "60kmh." I sighed heavily. "I think that's enough for today Richard. Let's head back, shall we?" "Shall I put an ‘L' plate on the back of the car?" "Not at all, you're doi

Nightowl (april 5, 1975 - May 8, 2007)
OK, so my hiatus from CherryTAP was somewhat short-lived - only lasted a month. Then I got back and remembered why I didn't really want to be here... Anyway... After some semblance of bullshit happened tonight, I thought to myself (three or four beers afterwards) what my obituary would look like. I came up with the following: Scott M. Archer April 5, 1975 - May 6, 2007 Father of none, uncle of 10, brother of four. Accomplishments: Being abusive without actually laying a hand on someone, putting his heart out there knowing full well it would be a target for people who have no hearts of their own, working to live and living to work. Last seen in a suburb of Dallas, Texas, drinking himself to oblivion. In lieu of flowers, donations should be made to every girl who broke his heart. They'll be glad to get the money. Services will be held in private - instead of burial or cremation, he will be interred in the trunk of his 1999 Oldsmobile Alero, which will be summarily rolled

A Night Walking With The Devil
It was a sickeningly cold night. That type of chill which seeps into your bones paying no mind to the clothes hanging off your flesh. It had rained earlier that day. The pavement was soaked in it. It made the nauseous smell of waste and smoke and vomit hang in the air, saturating us pitiful creatures. I inhaled deeply holding the poison in for a moment. Around me was the city. It was all deafening with its noises vindictive of a Saturday night. I listened to the subway roar beneath the pavement hide of the metropolis. I could hear the mutterings of the earth-killing exhaust and in the distance a gunshot ending some poor bastard’s time here. I love the city. The darkest secrets are easily concealable here, lost in the cracks between the towering buildings, seeping into the gutters with the oily rain. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of flesh hitting flesh. I turned back to peer into the shady alley I was loitering in front of. My eyes adjusted to look into that gaping

The Night Of Hell Drags Into The Day
well, got kids off to school this morning with little drama. Came my ass back to bed for a while until I was awakened by my stepfather screaming at my mother yet again. I chose to remain in bed and try to tune things out... Well, after a while my friend Gary came in to say that my mom had just called the police... then he and my husband left to go to Perry. I figured he was just messing with me until I got up and went to leave my room and there stood a big burly cop....lol... ya know, i don't really care for cops seeing me in my jammies... oddly enough... so I got my ass dressed and went outside where I found my mom, my hubby and Gary... those two got blocked in by the cop cars..As it turns out they said that they can't force him to leave and the he refuses to do so... go figure... they hung around for a few more minutes then left... so now I'm sitting here typing to ya'll while asshole is in my mothers room with the tv blaring and he's going in and out being an ass to my mother... Mom

Nightly Companions
I sit in the shadows of the darkness that chills Upon the dust covers of the night for to fill But the loss of a look that was caught in the eye Of the tainted crushed words of a death lullaby. I hear the faint whisper of the memories strong The nightly companions that carry the song. Deep in the heart that was shattered by time And the thoughts of a love that escaped from the mind. Too painful a thought of the soul for to keep The nightly companions of memories deep Have all but rekindled the heartache of death That comes in the night on the seal of a breath. It taunts me with hunger that's never fulfilled Upon the dark thoughts of a memory's chill Comes the nightly companions reminder of pain Caught fast in the mind as their song starts again. Their words start to woo me in slumber I fall At last to relinquish my soul to their call They grip to the heart like the arms of a vise Regaling the words in the shadows of night. Sweet dreams have now perished, i

The Night (old School)
Cold is the night Dull for things are never bright So despite the downfalls of Night's calls There is security behind these walls Where one cannot see the lighter side Where they yearn to be Why stay where you hide Behind the Night's mask, you ask 'Cause the journey is not an easy task One cannot simply ride towards the sun To declare they have won Nope, it cannot be done but there is hope So stay on the run for it has only just begun Careful not to trip on the slope Or you will return to the Night's cold burn Enough to make you ill isn't it But do not grab that pill For you have many wrongs to make right Then finally the end will be in sight Nice and bright the death of Night

The Night I Was Going To Die
The Night I was Going To Die by Charles Bukowski the night I was going to die I was sweating on the bed and I could hear the crickets and there was a cat fight outside and I could feel my soul dropping down through the mattress and just before it hit the floor I jumped up I was almost too weak to walk but I walked around and turned on all the lights and then I went back to bed and dropped it down again and I was up turning on all the lights I had a 7-year-old daughter and I felt sure she wouldn't want me dead otherwise it wouldn't have mattered but all that night nobody phoned nobody came by with a beer my girlfriend didn't phone all I could hear were the crickets and it was hot and I kept working at it getting up and down until the first of the sun came through the window through the bushes and then I got on the bed and the soul stayed inside at last and I slept. now people come by beating on the doors and windows the phone rings the phone rings

Night
A touch of skin soft and slippery, With the hint of hint of sweat. We fought our resistance beneath the cool sheets, As the wind flowed from the window above us. Eyes met briefly and begged for the chance, To abandon all of our uncertainties. You began your work on my lips, Probing gently as if drawing sex, From a deep well of longing and need. Then heated tongues met in the midst, Of hot and quickening breath. And greedily we drank the wine of our lusts. Then intoxicated with those spirits, Our clothes found resting place on the floor. Piece by piece, Until there were no hiding places, For the two glistening and wanting bodies. Hunger revealed in this hot moment. Then skin meshed with skin, As the floor became the stage. You moved atop of me easily, And lowered yourself gently. Kissing me as I was filled with you. As a gasp broke the kiss, Your hands stroked the stray strands, Away from my forehead, then became entangled. Our slow rhythm gave way, To urgent

Night All
i hope every one all over the world has a safe day no matter were you you our what country your in even canda just please use caution on here and know who your really talking two theres been two many of my family friends fans who have been hurt lied two diseved and im sick of them getting get taken advantage of by others yes its just the net but people are giving out two much information so please start using caution thanks michael

A Night Playing With Pink
This week just gone a group of us ladies braved the cold in the city that never sleeps to see "Pink" in concert and OH MY GOD..if that is the last concert i ever see i will die a happy woman. The woman is amazing, i liked her before i went but now i am in total awe..her voice sounded straight off her cds..it was that good. her performance with her cool dancers was entertaining, u could feel passion in her songs and her stage show was amazing..no criticisms at all..except it didnt go longer...and lastly she has a body most women would kill for.an amazing body and what a great spirit-her interaction with the audience was second to none.....PINK RULZ--if there is one woman i would turn for it would be her......dont ever pass up the opportunity to see her if u can..u wont regret it...xxx

The Night I Lost My Innocence
The night I lost my innocence, in the winter so cold and still. The hunger that drove us in, and turned into something real. I was far from home. By myself a long ways. Fooling everybody around me, as I took my chance that day. Deep down I feel its wrong, but my desires took in place. I was lost in the night of wonder, as I looked into his face. The heated passion that we created, made me feel different inside. Can't explain it though, its too hard to describe. Like I swam into the deep, not knowing how far it went. I must have touched the bottom, because the whole night was spent. I knew I was playing with fire, but it was something I wanted to do. I fell into the arms of a man, that desirably wanted it too. Although he is much older, I learned with every touch. A whole other world to me, one that is different very much. Just me and him, in that restless, winter night. A hunger was in the air, but was finally unleashed inside. The night I became a woman

Nightmare
Nightmare Fall asleep boy. Dream the nightmares you dream Watch as everything is taken. Taken from your grasp. Your not going to have anything. Your life will forever be empty. HA HA HA Look at your struggling You want to save her AH but the chains of the past They hold you back. Your sorrow internally screaming An everyday fight. Until it consumes you, becomes you. You have no life. And thus I now take it. Maybe, before you die, she might just Save you and bring you back. Breaking point, what will happen. AWAKE UP!

A Night At The Tables
I went to the casino at two PM to start my shift and was told that the two to ten shift had been canceled. Hmmmmm... nobody told me about that. Or maybe they told me and I didn't pay any attention. Then I was told to come back at six. Okay - maybe I'll be working from six to two. But no point in driving home. Might as well spend a little time at the poker table. Four hours later, I was twenty bucks ahead. So that's about five dollars an hour - non-taxable. Not bad money for having fun. I check in with the Pencil (the pit boss in charge of scheduling) at six, and I'm told that I still have a job - just new hours. On my third hour of the shift, I tapped out a dealer in his mid twenties. He told the players that they would appreciate me because I was closer to their age. (dumb fuckin' thing to say). So as I stepped forward to the table, I said, "Yeah, and I'm better looking and funnier too." Two of the players were toking well, the third was a little tight and the others

Night Stalker
She walks alone along the path knowing better than to be so late. The night is still and the air is cool as the branches crunch beneath her steps. A chill suddenly runs up her spine as she hears something in the darkness. Instincts tell her to run and she instantly takes off in a full burst. Her persuer takes chase as she runs with all her energy allows her. Hearing the darkness take chase sends her heart into her throat and running becomes more difficult as her thoughts and fears begin to merge as one. Running till she can no longer she falls to the ground panting and near crying as she looks around her frantically into the darkness. Fighting to calm her breath and her thoughts as she listens for her night stalker. The silence is as terrible as hearing it was, knowing it is out there somewhere. The moment she chooses to relax a moment is the moment he is upon her. He is massive and easily overpowers her, pinning her arms under his knees painfully. Petrified with fear she ca

Night Before Christmas
'TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS, > > > >>HE LIVED ALL ALONE, > > > >>IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF > > > >>PLASTER AND STONE. > > > >> > > > >>I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY > > > >>WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE, > > > >>AND TO SEE JUST WHO > > > >>IN THIS HOME DID LIVE. > > > >> > > > >>I LOOKED ALL ABOUT, > > > >>A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE, > > > >>NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, > > > >>NOT EVEN A TREE. > > > >> > > > >>NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, > > > >>JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND, > > > >>AND ON THE WALL PICTURES > > > >>OF FAR DISTANT LANDS. > > > >> > > > >>WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, > > > >>AWARDS OF ALL KINDS, > > > >>A SOBERING THOUGHT > > > >>CAME TO MY MIND. > > > >> > > > >>FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT, > > > >>SO DARK AND SO DREARY, > > > >>THE HOME OF A SOLDIER, > > > >>NOW I COULD SEE CLEARLY. > > > >> > > > >>THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING, > > > >>SILENT, ALONE, > > > >>CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR > > > >>IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME. > > > >> > > > >>THE FACE WAS SO GENTL

A Night To Remember
A Night of Passion A Night of Love A Night of Remembrance Candle light dinner under the starry skies, Moon full and bright. Eye to Eye gazing unto each other. Flame flickering to the music playing softly. Hand in Hand slowly dancing, while kissing So passionately, A Night to Feel A Night to Cherish A Night to Never End A Night to Remember.

A Nightly Wish...
Deep in sleep, nothing to fear Pictures of you in my mind, your voice in my ear My heart is pounding for you, this I can not hide When you kiss me I know, it is going to be alright You look into my eyes, you know what I say I make you quiver and tremble, for you my heart aches Let this dream be real, don't let me wake This feels too good and right, for this to be a mistake Two souls and minds wanting more, I would if I could Having your body next to mine, all this for good Reaching through to your heart, that is my passion to do Nothing makes me more a man, than the smiles I see you do Make love to her, my heart says to do The feeling of you around me, is this really true The touch of your lips, the feeling of your heart Both hearts beating faster and faster, I can't help but say Love me forever and ever, day by day Waking to an alarm, it was all just a dream How can something like that be so right, now it doesn't mean a thing In a warm sweat, my heart still

Night Swimming
Please tell me what you think and rate this please...ty friends Warm summer breeze, Star filled sky, Moonlight reflecting on cool water Inviting us in. Slowly helping you out of your clothes,Pausing between each item to kiss you softly. Longing to see the moonlight shimmering on your wet skin. Stepping back to admire your nakedness , shedding my clothing slowly as you watch. Delighted seeing the desire in your eyes matches my own. Take my hand, let me lead you into the water, washing our bodies in cool waves. Dipping below the surface , and back up. Leaning close to you pushing the wet hair out of your eyes. Arms wrapping around your neck, legs wrapping around your waist, holding my body close to yours, tilting your head to taste your lips again. Soft kisses turn into longer deeper ones , causing me to shiver against you....not from the water but the pleasure of your touch. Leaning back to float on the water, legs still around your waist. Your hands

Night Court
Night Court by marcX© This wasn't supposed to have happened. I hadn't seen my ex-wife since the hearing, some 15 years ago. I wasn't crazy about her new hubby, nor did I dislike him. It was pretty much just a tolerable event, when the need arose. I feel that we've both been pretty much perfect gentlemen towards one another during our short minutes on the phone, except on two occasions, which were at length because I had some specific things to say to him, and believe it or not, they were all positive. Which brings me to this. How do I find myself having sex with my ex, his wife? I mean, this is too weird. I was shocked, to say the least when my phone rang and the voice on the other end was Klacey. It was totally unexpected, as I had maybe 3 times tops, had never done anything but exchanged pleasantries with Klacey, and then asked to speak with our daughter. That was pretty much it. I rarely gave her a thought, but during those rare times, I would think of how much we used to r

A Night At The Fair
I was walking with my friends at the Santiago fair. 2 of my friends decides to take off leaving me with my best friend Layla. her and i have been close. heck we were virgins till that day. see we were both hanging out in out tight white halter tops and short shorts. man she looked hot. I have been checking her out since we were 15. i have secretly lusted to touch her breasts. we went by this hot hot guy working the concession stand for fried dough. he was checking us both out and both Layla and I were eyeing him. he asked us if we would like to eat some fried dough with him as a vacant spot in the field in the moon light. both Layla and I jumped at the chance. he said he would be right over. Layla and I both went and sat in the field in the moon light. we sat next to each other and the wind was blowing our long hair. I was just looking at her and she seemed sexier then ever. I could feel the chill and I could see Layla’s nipples sticking out her pure white shirt. I could smell my bare

Night In New York City
NEW YORK Energy of New York by Louis Dienes It has turned cloudy and it is hot. Cool milk cools still and somewhere cows graze And the trees, following the yearly rise of temperatures, Blossom and give forth young leaves, Not lushly here as in Italy, Greece or Spain, Steeped in traditions and war-torn, But palely, all overshadowed by the asphalt ribbons And brick boxes covering the ground. Here where the straight line and the sharply defined form predominate, Where people ride daily in metal cars on parallel rails To buildings made with steel skeletons, Where people are employed running engines made of machined parts, Nevertheless pears, milk, livestock, bags of flour are needed, are received, From where curve predominates and forms are vague. In ten thousand gallon tanks early in the morning Milk rolls into the city from New Hampshire and Wisconsin; Morning, noon, and afternoon, and all night long Carloads of apples and pears arrive and boatload

The Night That Changed My Life Forever
The sound of Zachary crying was the last thing that I remember, I was tired and grumpy I knew that the morning was coming soon 11pm and he wouldn't settle down I was wiped out after awhile he fell asleep the door was closed sliding door and off to sleep we went I was up suddenly and went to use the bathroom at 6 am I decided to go have a smoke outside I unlocked the door and sat, it was quite and peaceful like something was going to happen, little did I know in a few short hours from now I would be at the hospital watching my son fight for his life and all that I had worked for would be gone. this is where its a blur I don't remember locking the door, I must have blocked it out, I hope that I did to this day I only hoped that I locked that door the next sound that I heard was his grandmother at the bedroom door and I knew I looked up at her and saw she was wet and yelling and I knew what was happening at that very moment I knew. outside the hospital thoughts of his little life flashe

A Night To Never Forget
ALLIE SAT ON HER COUCH, LOOKING CLOSELY AT AN INVITATION SHE RECEIVED A COUPLE OF WEEKS AGO. IT WAS FOR HER BEST FRIEND TAMI’S BATCHELORETTE PARTY THAT WAS TO BE HELD LATER THAT EVENING. THE INVITATION SAID THAT A LIMO WOULD PICK THE GIRLS UP BETWEEN 8 AND 9 PM. ALLIE HAD NO CLUE WHERE THEY WERE GOING AND WHAT TO WEAR, ALL SHE KNEW WAS THAT IT REQUESTED THE GIRLS TO WEAR AN OUTFIT THAT THEY WOULD NEVER THINK OF WEARING TO GO ON A DATE WITH. ALLIE JUST SAT THERE AND THOUGHT ABOUT HER DILEMMA. “WHAT IN THE FUCK CAN I WEAR?” TIME WAS GETTING LATE SO ALLIE WENT IN AND TOOK A SHOWER. WHEN IT WAS OVER, SHE STOOD AT THE MIRROR BLOW DRYING HER HAIR AND JOKINGLY BUT HER SHORT RED HAIR IN 2 SMALL PIG-TAILS COMING OUT THE TOP SIDES OF HER HEAD. STANDING THERE NAKED IN THE BATHROOM SHE THEN STARTED TO APPLY HER MAKE-UP THINKING THE WHOLE TIME THAT SHE IS GOING TO DO HERE EYES IN A VERY SEXY STANDOUT SORT OF WAY. AS SHE STOOD THERE NAKED, SHE WENT THROUGH EVERY PIECE OF CLOTHING IN HER CLOSET AND

Nightwish - Sleeping Sun! Itsays A Lot About Me This Song!
Nightwish - Sleeping Sun Lyrics The sun is sleeping quietly Once upon a century Wistful oceans calm and red Ardent caresses laid to rest For my dreams I hold my life For wishes I behold my nights A truth at the end of time Losing faith makes a crime I wish for this night-time to last for a life-time The darkness around me - shores of a solar sea Oh how I wish to go down with the sun Sleeping Weeping With you Sorrow has a human heart From my God it will depart I`d sail before a thousand moons Never finding where to go 222 days of light Will be desired by a night A moment for the poet`s play Until there`s nothing left to say

The Night They Drove Ole Dixie Down
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down I present these videos as a counterpoint to the Sinead O'Conner Vid. Hunting around Youtube, I was surprised to see how many versions of this tune there were. From the classic ones by Joan Baez and The Band, to Johnny Cash and the Allman Brothers. Also, there were literally dozens of home made videos. The most interesing parts though were reading the Comments people wrote.

Nightmares
Nightmares You may wonder why I have such an interest in my stories. My experiences came at a young age. Nightmares at best, but occurrences that leave a child of 7 questioning. This is my story. The summer was great for a kid at my age. Playing with my friends, planning a camping trip to the Grand Canyon. Awaiting the arrival of my Aunt and Uncle and their kids, coming up from San Diego. I knew I was destined for the couch in the living room, but I didn't mind. Its been almost a year since my Grandfather had passed, 2 days after my 6th birthday. July was fast approaching and I had mixed feelings of emotion. Sad that my Grandfather was gone, but happy because of the events soon to unfold. Or so I thought. My first night on the couch was of nothing unusual. For a house filled with people, the silence was unnerving. I settled down on the couch for the night, snuggled in under the covers and began to drift off to sleep. A few hours later I was awoken with a star

Night Call
the wind is blowing, the birds are chirping, the smell is sweet, and my heart is beating, can you, really can you help me now your soul interwined with mine and carried it to a hidden paradise, unmistakablely true how the sky now turns to majestic shades of blue. your touch your touch shakes me as hard as an earthquake, your words, oh your words create an unbreakable force field to shield my heart from pain. rain rain never falls here, looking in your eyes is soaring through heaven for all eternity, how do I know this is you, oh I see it is the way the birds sing harmoniously when they see your face, it is the way the stars shine brightly as if they were the sun, it is the way my soul longs for you so, you are here for me, my soul mate, listen to my night call, Listen, Listen, Can you hear me calling, Can you follow it's sound?

Night Dreams
Another night another dream of the deepest love Dreams of love are all I have to share with you In the morning the dream vanishes with the light Leaving me filled with anguish and fright The night becomes a friend of mind The imagined touches seem so real in my mind I wake filled with torment at being denied this love Searching throughout the land trying to find The one that is mine that fills my night with dreams with love Will I ever find this person or is love just as unkind Tormenting me for pleasure and amusement at its leisurely time I drift back into my dreams at night finding that special someone Another night and another dream of my loving beau awaits me in kind I thought of this after a conversation with a friend so THANK YOU Asmodeus for providing the start to this one, for being a great friend and listening to me talk

Nightmare
Water flowing.Time cascades past my mind. The words of the preacher haunt me through the dark and starry night. Zen filled hipsters follow me through my dreams. Parading their wares to my sleeping mind. Smoke billows through the shadows in my mind. Covering all the dark places in between. I feel your hand on my throat. Wishing for the strength to end this torture. I hear you saying it will never happen again. I feel it the next night. I hear the scream within your soul. Parading the need for closure. You cause me to fall, you cause me to plummet to my death. I wake again, wishing for the dream to come true. Daylight comes. Whole again. The fears have left me once again. I walk in the rays, basking in the safety and comfort of the warmth. Stars fall. Split between heaven and hell. Fear basking in the eternal damnation of my soul. I run from the heartless in my nightmare. Realizing the Heartless, Is you.

The Night Worm
Softly crept the night worm Secure in its mission of love To tie together yet another pair With false whispers more tender Than words which fall from above. Yet the night worm Would find this night This pair would not succumb For in this world of mighty doubt They were far from being dumb. The night worm crept upon the pillow Ready to lie to his hearts content But found there already a bond Made of love wound long ago beneath the wind swept willow. He opened his mouth to speak And found every word he spoke Was the honest loving truth And his mission soon became broke Who was this couple So long in love So strong it could not break? Why my love its you and I And now its time to celebrate!

Night Driving Practice
I did worse than i usually did...and this was in a parking lot. I gotta relax more when i drive no matter who i am driving with. i cannot do this bad when i am driving with the tester or i will fail. Must find a way to relieve some of this pressure.

2 Nights Of Rocking Out
rocking out is what i do. everything seems to be falling in place. work is easier. food more plentiful. health is better jamming is much more extensive. moving sucked but now with the new living situation, gus and i seem to be able to practice on the drop of a dime. the living room is the entertainment spot anyway. 2 days of jamming out is such a needed release. i'm just fucking glad everything is finally falling in place. it gives me time to rock.

Night
you can see her walk through your dreams, though she never walks, you can never see her eyes for she has no soul, you can't see her feet for she has none. All you can see is her shell of a body that once had a soul, you awakin and no one is there, fall asleep again and she will appear once more

Nightmare
brassed swords so decayed and rusted away leaking deep bowels so wrended away a storm mastered tempest an eon so foul and led into winter did mordred resound pacing like a lion encaged for too long she whispered to mine ear a woman enthralled i slumbered till night and my hunger renewed saw her waiting skyclad, kneeling subdued I took her there without a whimper felt her flesh tingle with a shiver embraced her arms with all that lingered and felt her leave me cold and withered To my angel in darkest abyss my heart is amiss as thou led me astray be as a light in this darkest of day to wherever damnation will lead me away a calling to her my dark angel of night softly whispered away from hell do i stay and wishing for night fall i falter and sway like hangmans torment before leave of day i wish her near with but a whisper want her close but i wont ask her my heart is burning for her answer is this a hell that i did ask for? cries for her ar

Night Auditor's Unite!
Rules for not pissing on the desk clerks cornflakes. 1.) If you are traveling a long distance, for pete's sake make a reservation in the place you expect to be tired of drivng in. 2.) When you make your reservation be understanding, you are not the only schmuck that will be tired and cranky when you get there. 3.)When you get to the hotel and your reservation doesn't meet with your expectations, be glad we didn't give your room away. 4.) If you got a discount for your room you had better expect to be treated far less like an individual and more like sheep for the slaughter. 5.) Bitching about your room or the hotel is insane you don't live in a place thats clean and well maintained. How would you react to me coming to your home and thinking you are a fleabag dirt monkey cuz your toilet clogged when I used it? 6.) If you expect to have a perfect stay at a hotel no matter where you go, You are a fucking moron. Shit Happens, and I don't think your day was really destroyed beca

Night
My deepest desires are within my soul locked by a key I cannot hold Chained to a memory I cannot erase bound by a fear ignored by fate Taunted and forgotten in empty space reflection in a mirror, of a nameless face Darkness begins, to reflect the light But too deep it seems, fading into night.

Night Swimming Part Two
second installment of Night swimming leaning your head down to touch your lips to my breast, arching my back to meet you. Your hair falling like ribbons of copper on my breast and shoulder. You look up at me, blue green eyes the color of tropical waters, sparkling in the moonlight a smile on your soft pink lips, a slight blush of tose on your cheeks, Unwrapping my legs from your waist, i lean closer to you, softly kissing your neck and shoulder, letting my hands softly caress your sides Your skin is so soft, it feels like sarin beneath my lips, long hair cascading down your back and slightly sticking to your wet skin. ...more soon sory.....

Nightwish "wish You Were Here"
Wish You Were Here lyrics Artist - Nightwish Album - Various Songs Lyrics - Wish You Were Here Wish you were here Me oh my country man wish you were here I wish you were here Don't you know the snow is getting colder? And I miss you like hell And I'm feeling blue wish you were here Me oh my country man wish you were here (wish you were here) wish you were here Don't you know the snow is getting colder? And I miss you like hell And I'm feeling blue I've got feelings for you Do you still feel the same? From the first time I laid my eyes on you Felt the joy of living I saw heaven in your eyes In your eyes wish you were here Me oh my country man wish you were here (wish you here) I wish you were here Don't you know the snow is getting colder? And I miss you like hell And I'm feeling blue I miss your laugh I miss your smile I miss everything about you Every second is like a minute Every minute's like a day When you're far away

A Night Of True Love
Staring up at the sky looking into the deepness. My mind is drifting getting lost in the burning diamonds shining their light upon me. They radiate the love and passion I feel deep inside myself right now. I yearn for you to be with me tonight. I savor each sensual kiss that bonds us. Tonight, for the first time, I am balanced between love and happiness. My body aches for your tender touch. I have to be honest, you're the only man I've ever wanted. Feeling your warm soft breath on my neck as you whisper sweet words I've been longing to hear you say. Words that prove the love you possess for me. Moving together in synch as we become one body... one heart, one soul--- one being. The tension and pleasure that was built up between us, now is released in a single massive explosion. Soft cries and muffled words are the only sounds that can be heard as we fall together against the comfort of the bed. The only blankets we use are each others arm

Night Swimming Part Three
moving around you trailing my fingertips along your side, your flawless pale skin seems to glow in the light running my fingers through your silken hair, I pull it over your one shoulder, exposing your neck to me. Moving close to you, kissing your shoulder and neck, nipping gently at your neck, pulling the skin lightly with my teeth wrapping my arms around you from behind, pressing my bare breasts against your back pulling you into me my hands exploring your body, running over your smooth skin of your stomache moving my hands up to cup your breasts, I lean closer whispering in your ear how beautiful you are as I do your body seems to melt against me I feel your hands reaching behind youand carresing my hips, light moans escape your soft lips as my fingertips brush over your pink nipples I can feel you squeeze my hips as I pinch them gently...your beauty is intoxicating, never met a woman quite like you One hand still massaging your breast , the other roaming down

The Night Before...
The night before the burial of her husband's body, Katherine Cathey refused to leave the casket, asking to sleep next to his body for the last time. The Marines made a bed for her, tucking in the sheets below the flag. Before she fell asleep, she opened her laptop computer and played songs that reminded her of 'Cat,' and one of the Marines asked if she wanted them to continue standing watch as she slept. "I think it would be kind of nice if you kept doing it," she said. "I think that's what he would have wanted."

Night Guys
Sexy & Romantic glitter graphics from S e x i l u v . c o m I have been batteling migrains for the last few days, so forgive me for not being around! Hope all is well with you all and have a great week and 4th!

Night Pleasure
By the night of the dark I see my lover with his eyes shining like the full moon … Lust filling his eyes as he walks to me touches me ever so slow with his fingers … Filling me with things I’ve never felt before as I feel his power taking me over … Kissing me with the passion as he rips my shirt off my body lusting after me … Pleasure after pleasure he gives me into in the night as we both become one … Screaming, begging for him to stop but his power so underwhelming …

A Night At The Movies
Ok, wow, here’s the scoop. Took the youngan to see transformers last night. Got a good 8 o’clock sneak preview so we weren’t out till 3 am thank god. Man I’m getting too old for that, lol. Visually, the movie was incredible. What they don’t tell you, is this is a war movie. Like really a war movie. All of the action scenes are shot in vomit vision. To give you an example, its like the battle scenes from Saving Private Ryan or Blackhawk down. Not a steady shot in the whole thing. Also, this is not a kid’s movie. The action and violence is pretty extreme for little ones, hence the whole war movie thing. It’s not like the cartoon where nobody dies. So I’d keep it over 12 I think. The story was original and creative. They changed a whole lot of stuff from the cartoon and comic, but you soon forget all about it and get sucked into the story. All in all I found it to be a very good movie; I do hope the sequels tone down the vomit vision a tad. Lets wrap up with some handy tips for viewin

Night Swimming Part Four
Just a note this time first, I want to say thank you to someone very special for there sweet inspiration....I think you know who you are. I feel you shiver against me, as my hand slips between your thighs Soft whimpers escape your lips as i find your sweet spot Shudders run through you as my fingertips dance over it, then as quickly as i started i stop and move my hand away smiling to myself as I see the longing in your eyes " Not yet my sweet " I whisper into your ear Sliding down, I kiss my way down your back, my hands in front of you moving along your inner thighs, fingertips occasionally brushing against your soft lips making you tremble a bit befoe returning to your thighs Kissing the gentle swell of your bottom, giving it a quick nip on the cheek, I run my hands back up to your hips, now turning you towards me On my kneess beneath the watr, your beautiful body stands before me, I cant help but lean in to selfishly dip my tongue into your sweetness, tasting the

Night Time Ramblings
I see blogs,I read blogs, and I will comment to those that strike me. However, the art of writing blogs surpasses me. I've never been the type to openly express myself, atleast not to the eyes of the public. Poetry and art being my medium, I tend to lean into the inner workings of myself. There is a thirst that lingers unquenched by the realizations of many. But tonight I start a path of new beginnings, may you understand my meanings or not I will sing the words of my rythyms...

Nightmares
I've started having killer nightmares. Like the kind that leave you scared for hours after you get up. I don't know how to make them stop. I'm not sleeping much at a time and when I do it's not restful.I'm ill a lot of the time and snapping at my friends for no reason. I don't like the way I feel or the way I'm behaving. I'm not normally an ill person. I'm pretty easy going but as of late I'm a bitch. I feel myself pulling away from everyone too and it kinda scares me. I don't like being afraid in my own home. The nightmares have to stop!!! I can't even form proper thoughts anymore! I think I'm going to run away to the first place that becomes open.......well except for my mom's that would be worse on a different level. I honestly feel like I'm going crazy. I'm looking at everyone who comes around going could he have been one of the guys. I pride myself on being an open, friendly, outgoing person but I'm not anymore. I want to be me again damn it!!! I was fine when I was out of town bu

A Night With My Love
The candles are glowing, My body’s on fire, Your presence here with me, Fuelling my desire. Cup your face in my hands, Gaze into your eyes, The touch of our lips, Hunger growing inside. My fingers are tracing, A path down your chest, I can feel your heart pounding, Hear every breath. No layers between us, Just skin upon skin, Such a wonderful sight, But where to begin? Tongue winding patterns, Tasting salt on damp flesh, Hands slowly moving, A gentle caress. Your statement of manhood, Standing erect and so true, My temperature rising, A need to devour you. As I lower my head, To this inviting place, A sigh from your lips, Pleasure glows on your face. Tantalising teasing, From lips warm and soft, Slow rhythmic movements, Send your senses aloft. I can feel the warmth spreading, Down through my thighs, My crave for release, To have you inside. The juices flow freely, From my deep guarded treasure, You enter me gently, A moan of dee

~nightowl~
A shadow perched on the rooftop of the building above, watching all the people like insects below, all dressed for the drama that was Saturday night in Deep Ellum. Yet the attention of this predator was only on one- and when her scent wafted through the cool September air, he made his way below, effortlessly leaping down and across buildings to the streets, crimson eyes glowing. Leighondra walked out of the Galaxy Club out onto the busy sidewalk of Deep Ellum, lighting a cigarette as she walked to the next club, the next gig. She lived for the weekends when she could prowl the clubs, dancing, drinking in the music that was her addiction. The thick soles of her boots made her stride silent, purposeful- her mother often accused her of walking like a football player. Leighondra felt she simply walked- efficiently. Suddenly, her senses tingled, the hair standing on the back of her neck. She looked in front of her to see a shadow come from the alleyway, mingling with the crowd. The m

A Night With You
I slowly saunter up to you sitting on the couch, my silky pajamas sway with each movement of my hips. You look at me starting at my head all the way down to my toes, and grin slightly. You knew that I had gotten ready for bed special with you in mind for the night's activities. As walk slowly up to you, I lean in ever so gently to kiss your lips. I kiss you harder, letting you know that tonight I want you. And only you. You wrap your arms around me as we kiss, deeper and harder with every passing minute. Your hands roam from my neck to my back and down towards my butt. I smile because it tickles, and you grab my back pulling me towards you. I fall willingly into your arms and on to your lap as I continue to kiss you deeper at this point. Your hand finds itself on my stomach as you kiss me; it creeps up my silky nighty until it finds my breast. You give the right one a gentle squeeze; turned on by your hand on my breast I wrap my arms around your back pull you closer to me kissing yo

The Nightmare
No words could ever describe the terror. The thoughts never stop haunting me. Those frightening feelings never seem to end. Nothing will be able to free me again. No one tends to hear my cries. Not a person could understand my feelings. Does anyone understand what it is like? Could they ever see inside? Will they ever feel the way I do? Frightened, terrified, alone. Not a word in the world could describe me. Yet there seems to be a hope. A light has come out of the darkness. A warm, glowing feeling has arrived. One day this nightmare will be over.

Night Bender (a Story)
"Ahooooooooo!" A blood curtailing howl rose and fell in the cold night like a tortured soul screaming for help, Again and again and again like a car alarm. At last I could stand it no longer I quickly dashed out of bed and rushed to my window. I had just moved to this usually quiet sleepy town in rural Colorado, but on this cold winters night something was wrong. It was the first night I heard the howls and it wouldn't be the last, exactly one month later the howls started again, this time my curiosity got the best of me, I decided to investigate. I quickly and quietly opened my window and slipped out, the howls were coming from the distant woods. It was a chilly night, the full moon shone down brightly lighting my path. I could feel the wet dew on my feet as they moved lightly across the grass, I finally reached the edge of the forest and looked around. Suddenly I felt something lightly brush past me. I quickly looked around but it was to dark to see clearly, almos

Night Swimming Part Five
Losing myself for a moment in the feel of your lips, I pull away, taking your hand I lead you out of the water There is a soft blanket waiting for us back on the beach. Kneeling togethr on the blanket our hands roaming each others body, a deeper sense of desire can be felt now, struggling to see who will have the lead this time. Kissing more passionately, more hungry for one another now that our bodies are awake to evry little touch and sensation. Lying togethr on the blanket I pull you on top of me, positioned so there is no mor struggle we can share in each othrs sweetness. Teasing you by kissing your inner thigh, softly biting andd tugging on your flesh Accidentally nipping a little harder as I feel you running your tongue along my lower lips I cant help myself anymore, needing to taste you, no teasing this time, my tongure running between your lips and darting inside you, pulling your hips down to slide it deeper, enjoying your soft whimpers and the feel of your b

Night Freak
what you gonna do? what will you see? being the way we breathe the way we die? another dull night. as i sit here here frozen alone i wish it was something. i wish you could feel it the sounds get lonely. go the freaks are out tonight. i wish you could feel it. all is quite dont you feel it

Night Stockings: Part 1
THIS IS A WORK OF EROTIC FICTION CREATED BY ME. A BIG THANKS TO ADIRA WHO, AS ALWAYS, HELPED ME TO CREATE THIS! And this is posted for DarkProf and his love of the corset! She strolled into the room turning heads and soliciting lustful looks. She walked in like she owned the place, because she did. The club was jumping which is the way she liked it. The music was loud and the intoxicating. She had worked for years to get DeSade's Playhouse to the nationally known fetish club that it is today. She had forgone lovers, friends and family to get her pet project to this level and now that it had obtained its status she was lonely. She is a tall, busty redhead that can spot a drunk that is losing control and a minor with a fake i.d. a mile away. Not embarrassed by her size she flaunts her large breasts by wearing corsets and short skirts to show her muscular legs. She has a penchant for stockings with seams and men. Her blue eyes can freeze an unwanted advance before it escapes the lip

Night Stockings: Part 2
"Mine's closer." She said as she locked the door to her office. 'This man is amazing' she thought, 'but I want to see how much more I can get from him.' The cleaning crew had yet to arrive and all the regular staff had left for the night so the club was dark and quiet until suddenly soft lights and the first bars of "In Your Eyes" by Peter Gabriel came softly from the speakers. He must have really done his homework since 80's music was one of her guilty pleasures. "Sorry I don't have a trench coat and a boom box to complete the scene." He laughed. "No worries. The boom box would get broken with us and trench coats make me think of flashers. It's the thought that counts. Are you going to turn that off so we can get out of here or not?" She queried. "We'll get out of here in due time but you need to realize that this isn't going to be a one night stand. There is romance out there and in here and it is way past time that you had a little taste of it. I know that you have that har

Nightmares...
I left work early today. There wasn't much to do so I was able to leave. I ended up taking a nap shortly after I got home. Woke up during a horrible dream. I know that it was because of the stuff I've been going through... I woke up with tears in my eyes and my heart pounding. I hate remembering my dreams because they're always so vivid and I wake up feeling exactly the way I feel in the dream. Bad dreams do that to me especially. The last time I had a bad dream was probably a year ago. I didn't scream out this time though. I usually do. I used to have night terrors when I was a kid. It would freak my dad out when he'd see me sitting up in bed with my eyes wide open and screaming. He thought I was awake when I was actually dreaming still. Creepy shit. Anyway... The dream I had was terrible. I won't go into details but I know that its due to the stress I've been under for the past month. *sigh*

Nightwish-over The Hills And Far Away
They came for him one winter's night. Arrested, he was bound. They said there'd been a robbery, his pistol had been found. They marched him to the station house, he waited for the dawn. And as they led him to the dock, he knew that he'd been wronged. "You stand accused of robbery," he heard the bailiff say. He knew without an alibi, tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom. Over the hills and far away, for ten long years he'll count the days. Over the mountains and the seas, a prisoner's life for him there'll be. He knew that it would cost him dear, but yet he dare not say. Where he had been that fateful night, a secret it must stay. He had to fight back tears of rage. His heart beat like a drum. For with the wife of his best friend, he spent his final night of freedom. Over the hills and far away, he swears he will return one day. Far from the mountains and the seas, back in her arms he swears he'll be. Over the hills and far away. Over the hills

Nightmares
My nightmare begins my eyes glitter like black stars my mouth a jagged slit A man of hate and insatiable hunger... No one like me has ever walked this earth no one but me can stop my frenzy but to stop this hellish nightmare means confronting an evil more unspeakable then death itself and a descent into the ultimate night.... to find the devil and demons that lurks in my nightmares...

Nightmares
Nightmares again. I've barely slept. I stare at the bottle of pills and wonder how much money I wasted on them. I'm half delerious, almost manic in my recounting of every item on that reciept. It's amazing I can remember it now, but it's all I can remember now. Sleep didn't come, I want to know what I'm owed. Sleep didn't stay, I want to take what I'm owed. I'm in the shower. I don't know how I got here. The water's cold, so I must've been here a while. I wonder how long I've been sitting here, and why I didn't take my clothes off. More laundry soap, and I wonder if I have anything to wear. more laundry soap and I don't have a thing to wear. I'm sitting on my washing machine, listening to the drier. I wonder if this is the second or third time I've started it empty. Sitting on the washing machine that's been finished for a while, I wonder if I washed those once or twice. I pull my laundry out and they're just about dry anyway, so I get dressed. It's hot today

Night Shift
I've been working nights on Saturdays for the last year and a half now. 6pm to 6am. The worst part is that there is very little work compared to the rest of the week, which is slow at night anyway. Probably suggests why I spend so much time on the internet at work. I don't get online much at home just because I know I'll have plenty of time at work to screw around. Most of my time off is spent sleeping, with my daughter, or school crap anyway. Happy rating...

Night Ranger Concert
Night Ranger was awesome, did all the classics and some new ones if you do anything this summer you should check these guys out. Threw a frisbe to me and i caught it it was pretty cool because i got their autographs.

Night Before Family Values
Ok so it is the night before we gotta go to the family values tour and I am straight up rock star drunk. I have no clue how I am typing but I am doin just that right now. I am feeling very numb and tried to carve through my leg with a childs punkin carving kit. Needless to say my efforts have failed and I still have a leg. I have no clue why I am still typing but words are fun. I wish all of you could be here drinking with me but my house is not that big and I have no airconditioning right now. well night night all and play nice with one another.

A Night Of Lights...
Walking hand in hand lights and posters aglow Tonight is the premiere it's time for the show Two please thank you very much paid and tickets in hand I open the door and you step in now to choose a popcorn plan Craving some goodies what would a movie be Without some sweets filling up our tummies Popcorn please and a couple of sodas too Add some nachos and dippin dots Phew! That should do Grab our sodas and the corn the show is soon to start The theatre is special to me another memory one day to embark Let me get the door for you Dear trying with all my might Feeling kind of awkward People looking at me left and right Laughing and feeling ashamed I'm not going to drop a single thing Perhaps I should have brought a sack for all our goodies and things Now to find and isle and seat I know just the place One or two isles up A seat in the middle to rest our feet This is just another memory something to be remembered one day The night you and

Night Of Tattoo
You've made all of the arrangements. Everything is set in place for the events that are to follow. The tattoo artist is flying in to meet us. You've got the hotel room all ready to go per his instructions as to what he would need.. all the way to the place for me to lay while he extends the tattoo on my back. You've taken great care to insure my comfort thru the process knowing this is going to take several hours. There is music on hand, you know what I like to listen to Alpha and you have made sure it's all there. The room is large, lots of light coming in thru the windows, it's rather soothing. The windows cover almost the whole wall, facing out over the entire Vegas valley. It's a beautiful site, I just stand in awe even though I have seen this site many times, never fails to amaze me how beautiful it is here. You've already had our items placed into the room, before we even made it that far. No detail has been missed, music, drinks, company... everything is there. You ca

Night Of Restraint - Nsfw
The room is warm, almost too hot. Noet is slightly damp from perspiration, and the occasional breeze makes her shiver. The room is filled with a soft, diffused light, sunlight slipping through heavy lace curtains, giving the place an antique feel. The air filled with smells of potpourri, mingled with red wine and musk. His eyes wander lazily along the ceiling, until they reach the far wall, where a full-length mirror stands across from the foot of the bed, tilted slightly downward in its heavy carved oak frame. The image staring back at Gavin from the mirror attracts his attention: an antique brass four-poster bed, and on it an esquisite man, naked, his arms stretched and bound tauntly over his head, and his wonderful long legs reaching out toward the posts at the foot of the bed, one foot tied to each corner. That's him, with his wrists bound together by that long white band of silk rope. That's him, chest rising and falling more quickly than usual below tight, shiny skin. T

The Night I Was Alone!!!
The night had just begun and I was all alone, just to find out he was in her home. Laughing, joking and caring on , like he didn't have a care , no love at home. Well the joke was on him while he thought I was at home alone in "our" home, I too was out and about not being on my on. You see once you have scorn a woman once, even twice , she being nieve. Soon she will catch on to the games you play, Not only will she start playing them herself, but she'll actually be better at it than you. So guys whenever you want to go out creeping thinking your woman don't know what your doing.... she might not know now, but, when she finds out .... Like me.... The night I was alone.... I WAS WITH YOUR BEST FRIEND By: Laura Thompson

Night Of Tattoo
You've made all of the arrangements. Everything is set in place for the events that are to follow. The tattoo artist is flying in to meet us. You've got the hotel room all ready to go per his instructions as to what he would need.. all the way to the place for me to lay while he extends the tattoo on my back. You've taken great care to insure my comfort thru the process knowing this is going to take several hours. There is music on hand, you know what I like to listen to and you have made sure it's all there. The room is large, lots of light coming in thru the windows, it's rather soothing. The windows cover almost the whole wall, facing out over the entire Vegas valley. It's a beautiful site, I just stand in awe even though I have seen this site many times, never fails to amaze me how beautiful it is here. You've already had our items placed into the room, before we even made it that far. No detail has been missed, music, drinks, company... everything is there. You can see

A Night To Remember
A NIGHT TO REMEMBER... I take you away for the weekend,just you and I, to a shale or cabin, in the mountains ...there is a hot tub I put out a lot of candels and light them. ..I place them all around the hot tub and in the bedroom the doors open from the bedroom to the hot tub, I fix you a glass of wine and place it beside the hot tub, we get in the hot tub and you sit between my legs and lean back against my chest your are slid down so your head is almost under my chin, I reach my hands around you and start to caress your shoulders then start to caress your tummy with one hand and start to rubb your breasts with the other I untie your bikini top and it falls in the water, your head now lays back on my shoulder and your hands are rubbing the inside of my thighs under the water sliding back and forth....your eyes close and I start to kiss and suck on your neck and ears you feel my breath on your skin and feel my eratic breathing knowing that I am getting turned on, I sta

Night Swimming
It started out as most any other July night in New England: hot, some would call it sweltering even, with the heat hanging still in the air, the setting of the sun doing nothing to relieve the warmth. Even in the comfort of our air-conditioned bedroom, we could still sense the stifling temperatures and the cool sheets we lay between still weren't enough. Realizing this was just such an occasion that swimming pools were built for, we decided to go outside and take a night swim, hoping that would help cool us off. You dressed more quickly than I; we chose to wear suits in the off-chance that one of our neighbors might be stirring, as it wasn't quite midnight yet. Opening the door, you had to catch your breath faced with the sticky hot air and the sweat started to roll down your back almost instantly. You wasted no time in reaching the pool, pausing only for a moment to watch the sparkling water before diving smoothly in. Breaking the surface, you heard the back door click closed an

A Night To Remember
After midnight we began to tire of the old bar scene. Anthony suggested a strip club just for fun. Of course, I was reluctant after my last experience at a strip club but I accepted the offer and off we went. I had only been in a strip club twice so Anthony picked one of the more classy and expensive ones around so it would be a better experience and he knew my friend Heather worked there. The place was packed already and we grabbed a table that was left. We sipped on a few beers while waiting for the next set to start. We watched some of the on stage dancers. We started comparing which ones were better. Anthony would "accidentally" brush my nipples or let his hand drift close to my crotch. The alcohol was having an effect. I squirmed from his touch and began to softly moan. A few dancers asked us to come up to the stage, but I was still a little reluctant and I turned them down. Anthony told me we should go up for one dance that this place was classy and he wanted me to see this, s

10 Nightmarish Handshakes To Avoid
To evade making a bad first impression, losing a business deal or simply embarrassing yourself, take heed of Holland and Brody’s 10 terrible grips to avoid: The “macho cowboy”… is the almost bone-crunching clasp many businessmen use to shake hands. What are they trying to prove, anyway? There’s no need to demonstrate your physical strength when shaking another person’s hand. The wimp… is usually delivered by men who are afraid to “hurt the little lady” when shaking women’s hands. Modern female professionals expect their male counterparts to convey the same respect they’d show their male colleagues. The “dead fish”… conveys no power. While there’s no need to revert to the macho cowboy death grip, a firm clasp is more powerful than one that barely grabs the hand. The “four finger”… is when the person’s hand never meets your palm, and instead clasps all four fingers, crushing them together. The cold and clammy… feels like you’re shaking hands with a snake. Warm up you

Nightmares
i had a nightmare lastnight that was obviouslu fueled by my job (i work in tuxedo rentals, and wedding planning) anyways i dreamed that my wedding gown was aweful, full of ruffles and bows and other dumb shit, and that my brides maids were screwing my groom. Somehow i think that dream is a look into my future........

Nightmare From The Grave
nightmares from the grave screaming as you struggle into bed in a casket slowly growing weaker and weaker limbs that cannot move as there being held, screaming loudly as you face the grim reaper looking death in the eyes you feel yourself over come by his power as your soul is being ripped deep from within you deeper in the casket you just cower wasting away into nothing, breathing you are not no more, still flesh ready to rot, left lying in your blood and gore time has passed people have forgot, no traces of you anywhere to be seen, nightmares from the grave still haunt you, as you walk in limbo,silenced by your scream

Night Sky
Night Sky The moon shines bright and all the stars are out I hear you whisper in my ear that you love me My mind goes crazy and I turn and say I love you too We embrace one another and dance under the night sky I never want this night to end; it is ours and ours only -© J. Bendiksen

Night Prayer
Another poem made by me Across the ocean water In the middle of the night For in the meantime I may be out of sight Just take a pillow And hold it tight Just think of me Until dawns daylight With the rise of the morning breeze You inhale in the air and think it might That in ur heart u believe its right For its a new day to see The future looks really bright by Judy Sancedio August 5, 2007

The Night They First Met
The silver moonlight played on her skin caressing her nudeness inviting him in. Her face was blushing what would he think? her breasts, too small? too perky, too pink? She shouldn't have feared he drinked in her sight her breathtaking beauty surrounded by light. He kissed her in passion his heart beating wild, and when she responded relaxing, he smiled. He parted the petals of her female rose, of the woman he loved, the woman he chose. He entered her gently, she was so tight, she quivered in passion and it felt so right. Moving, exploring, forward and back, he felt her, sensed her in his gentle attack Her eyes were wide, trembling: her lips, her fists were clenched, shaking: her hips. She felt his moves, his gentle touch, her passion grew, wanting so much. His member swelled he closed his eyes, and when he came her moanings his prize. She arched her back, to welcome it all she turned off her mind, she let herself fall. T

Night Desires
Silently I walk across the floor, Pausing at the side of the bed. I look down into your sleeping face, A peaceful smile upon it. I know you are dreaming, And I hope it is of me. I touch my fingers to your cheek, Lightly trace your cheekbone. As my fingers slide down your face, I bend over & lightly kiss your lips. You stir in your dreamy sleep, And sigh, turning over slightly. My fingers have a mind of their own, Trailing lightly down your arm. I kiss you again, and your eyes flutter, I have a need to wake you, To look into your dream filled eyes. So I caress your body, Trailing kisses behind my fingers. As my mouth reaches your navel, I look up and find your eyes on me. A slight smile curves your lips, As my kisses slowly go lower. My eyes never leave yours, As my lips touch your hot need. My tongue leaves a trail of fire, You draw in your breath and close your eyes. My fingers wrap around your hardness, As you feel the heat of my mouth around you. Looking

The Night I Lost My Best Friend Eric!!!!
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that, the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two Roads Diverged in the wood, and I-- I took the one less traveled by, And that has all the difference. By: Robert Frost

A Night With Matt And Bryce
After a long night of parting like a rock star and teasing all boys on the dance floor I was ready to get home. There had been lots of “touchy-feelie” going on while I was doing my thing on the dance floor. All in good fun but then some of my “friends” started getting a little out of control. I was ready to get home and clean up and get into bed. Matt was all over me all night…Even though we have history, I wasn’t in the mood but he kept trying to get with me…YUCK! Anyways…As I feared, he was waiting for me outside when I left the club... "Come on Alex, my cars waiting." he grinned. "I'm not going anywhere with you…" I said as I attempted to walk past him He grabbed my arm and swung me around until his face was only inches away from mine. "Look cunt, you walk around the club all night flashing you tits and ass to me because you like fucking me…Admit it! Now you and me are goin to my place and I'm gonna give you just what you been lookin' for…” With that he led me over to

Nightwish - Where Were You Last Night
Still Spinning round in my head How I regret everything that I said Why did I tell you to go Saving my pride but losing my soul I'm here all alone Still wait by the phone The hours go by What else could I do but to cry I call and I call Just to make things right Have I lost the fight Where were you last night I beg and I cry I keep asking why Where were you last night Where were you last night Lost In the dark and my fears If only you saw the tracks of my tears I think I'm losing my mind Where did you go and what did you find I'm here all alone Still wait by the phone The hours go by What else could I do but to cry I call and I call Just to make things right Have I lost the fight Where were you last night I beg and I cry I keep asking why Where were you last night Where were you last night I call and I call Just to make things right have I lost the fight Where were you last night I beg and I cry I keep asking why Where were you

Night Games (lesbian)
A hotel corridor late at night can be a lonely, intimidating place. This one was no exception. Jay felt distinctly uneasy as she walked nervously across its thickly carpeted length with its subdued night-lights between each anonymous door. As Jay passed one of these darkened recesses where cleaning ladies are wont to keep their trolleys, Jay suddenly felt a presence and almost immediately felt herself grabbed from behind, her arms pinned behind her by another, stronger pair of arms. Before she had time to speak or think her assailant shifted position so that Jay was in an inescapable arm lock. "Don't struggle and do as you're told and no one will get hurt" hissed the voice in her ear. It was a voice with an authoritarian ring to it, and it was female. Jay was quickly bundled through one of those anonymous doors. The other woman who was clearly stronger than Jay and obviously trained to handle herself threw Jay to the floor and ordered her to stay there. Jay was aware

Night Heat
the night is so dark and hot but not as in weather hot its hot because hes there with her tonight......Layin in each others arms knowin exactly what it is they want but neither of them makin the move to get there.......she leans and kisses him long slow deep kisses then his hands aresliding over her shoulders down across her breasts slowly across her stomach down her thighs all the way down her legs to her feet. then she can feel him kissing his way back up slow soft kisses with little nibbles here n there until he reaches the junction @ her thighs.. then he spreads her legs apart n slowly slides his tongue from the top of her pussy down ....he begins teasin her clit oh so lightly licking, softly biting oh the bittersweet torture. his tongue slides inside her she pushes against his face....Oh god yes ...Baby please dont stop she moans PLease...as she begs he slides a finger inside of ur curling it to hit her "g" spot as he works on her clit again..he feels her heat get greater he knows

A Night Out
I had this dream you came over and I was at the airport with flowers awaiting your arrival, and when we saw one another it was as if we known each other and I was gone for a long time you ran into my arms and I gave you a passionate welcome home kiss. We went out to dinner and we danced to Marvin Gaye and I just held you close and looked into your eyes and told you I missed you sooo much. And we kissed again as we danced then we went to the kitchen and then things got heated up a lil, as you was washing the fruit of choice i was behind you kissing you on the back of your neck, then i was holding you by the waist and was holding you close to me. You could feel the pressure of Sampson growing against your ass but you moved to the rhythm of the beat nice and slow. I turned you around and we began kissing deeply and passionately I then picked you up and placed you on the counter with your legs spread open and i began to massage your wet spot between your legs through your panties, you sigh

A Night Of Cyber Or Is It?
A Night of Cyber or Is It? by Mary Elizabeth Erotic words,suggestive remarks Sexual innuendos days and night Erratic behavior,ache in my heart How i want you to be in my side My breast are heavy,soft to the touch Aching to be fondled,be in your mouth My legs are trembling on shaky ground Wishing its real and not just virtual The feelings, the passion ruled by lust The images,the fantasies became a must Power of imagination in full force In every caress, touch and stroke Its wild, insane and so unreal Be motivated in this manner Yet its there in every encounter Sexual tension high in the air.....

Night Time Fun
His white goo, all for me, traveled down my body. It ran down between my eyes, down my nose, and past my lips, where my tongue darted out, just to taste a little. The heat went up within, while the white drop stopped at my chin, and there it rested for a minute. Then it dropped, very suddenly, down to my chest. Slowly it crawled down, between my pearl breasts. It slid down further, past my middle, and down to my waist, going along my belly button, and down below. In anticipation, I opened my thighs. And my eyes meeting yours, I opened them more. I looked down, watching the drop snake down to my puffy lips - - pink and fresh. And there it sat. I took my finger, where it lingered along my slit. Opening wide, I sighed, rubbing the white drop into me. Rubbing myself slow and steady, where I was so wet and ready.

The Night
I close my eyes and I see you. The way your hands feel against my body. The look you give me as you glide your fingers along my side. You whisper that I'm so soft as you lay soft kisses on every inch of my being. I arch my back in anticipation of more to come. Your soft lips slide down my neck onto my chest. You bypass my breasts and continue across my stomach, from left to right and back again. As your lips are taking in all of my being, your hands are covering the rest of my body as you glide further down. The inside of my thighs tingle as you spread my legs and kiss down the outer portion of my thighs, around my knees, down my calves and to my toes and back up again along the inner portion of my leg. You again bypass the tunnel of your desire and repeat the above to my other leg. As you work your way up my inner thigh again, your hands reach and find my erect nipples as you pinch them lightly, I gasp in pure pleasure. Your tongue finds the treasure cove as it flicks across the bare

The Night
the night has come, it's now our time i close my eyes and breathe your name silently...no one can hear only you, and you appear slowly through the mist i see your arms outstretched you come to me so close now i can touch your face and feel the strength of your embrace your breath is warm against my ear i feel so safe now you are here we search for lips...a lingering kiss, our stolen moment not to miss all too soon, you start to fade our time's cut short you have to leave i start to wake, the night is done i grasp the air but you are gone

The Nightingale...
Yesterday I thought that I walked alone And that love Was just a memory But a nightingale Followed me back home And my love was waiting There for me I had lost my faith As lovers often do When the storm clouds Gather overhead But the nightingale Sang a note so true That I knew I'd lost My fear instead And to think that I said Love was for fools And that time would never Heal these old wounds But the nightingale saved A prayer for me In the twilight he played A faithful tune I have heard the lark Over in the vale And I've heard The lonesome whippoorwill But the sweetest song Is the nightingale's And I know I'll Never get my fill

Night
The night we met I felt so good The stars fell from heaven The moon shined so bright I never thought it could But then the owls hooted The coyotes barked I wished it was day My mind was polluted The rain came pouring The moon eclipsed The night was blackened By this single doing I felt lost I felt scared But then morning came And it was all just a dream

Night In The Grove
The full moon fills the woods with light The mother fox leaves her den The Raven's flight upon the night The wolf steals through the Glen The druid's grove filled with his might His staff raised high and then He calls forth the powers of the earth And the Faeries dance yet again

A Night In The Hospital
Nothing to it, really - I slipped, I fell - okay, I tripped on a broken chair from the night before. (I vaguely remember something involving Jello Pudding Snacks, a cat-o-nine-tails and six condoms lined up on the table.) So I end up bent over like a geriatric hobbling into the ER. We waited several short hours to be shown into our semi-private cubicle and the Doc says I need traction. "Are you sure it isn't his prostate, Kildare? I'd be glad to hold him down for an exam." They had me trussed up with weights and wires when Diane came into the room. "Damn, Bub, you know how much I like pulleys!" Luckily, the vicodin was kicking in, because she climbed across me and looped her feet through the guard rails. Every time she yanked the cables my legs flew up around her ears and she let out a whoop. "We oughta loop this sucker around the little guy." The next day, on the way out, she made the nurse an offer for a used hospital bed.

Night Pics
Hey everybody Laid back Thursday here today. Weekends winding down and its wow where did all those days off go time almost. Of course you can understand how that happens when theres only 5 of them . The eclipse the other night inspired me and proved I could use more practice with my camera so I have been playing outside after dark some and wanted to share a few of my experiments. Hope you all have a good night and talk to you soon. _/ Click to enlarge

Night
I sit here watching the sky grow orange. The thoughts of the day comes forth. The sun sinks lower behind the mountain. Its a half firey red circle. I walk on. Im now in the woods. The path beings to widen. Its growing cool. Its still warm during the day but oh so cool at night. One by one the kernals of popcorn the stars show in the sky. I smile. The night sound begin to play. Nearby a Owl hoots. A cricket plays his song. A breeze beings to blow making the trees and grass dance to the tune. Night is scare. A time we life comes to when others sleep. The truth is out. It is night.

Night Has Fallen
what a day we've had. browsing among the booths and art stands, snacking on sweets and sausages. walking along watching the crowd. sitting at the picnic tables listening to the shrieks of laughter from the children in the playground. the music, the smells. what a day we've had. going to dinner it isn't really surprising that we're not all that hungry. but we linger at the table looking at each other. you invite me to come watch television and we sit on the couch cuddled in each others arms in the dark. we've come here to spend time together rather than watch a program. that's a good thing cause all that's on is crap. we both doze off. the television turns itself off on a timer. but after a while you awaken thinking that i'm talking to you. i am talking, but talking in my sleep. you listen for a while. hearing me talk about silly things, laughing at my disjointed comments. you hear me say your name now and then. we seem to be moving together in my dream through some very ordinary

A Night In The Great Outdoors
God, I love the great outdoors! I love the smells, the wind in my hair, fish guts, worms, you name it. Diane? Not so much the guts and worms... We took my tent and a sleeping bag and headed to a spot I know far away from the crowds - it was after work on a Friday, so it was nearly dark by the time we pitched camp. It took a while to get a fire going, mostly because Diane kept making Smokey Bear jokes and laughing while I worked at getting a spark, spinning a stick like in Boy Scouts. Finally: "Here, Smokey, why don't you use my Bic?" My goddamn marshmallow fell into the fire, but she let me pick the little bits of leftovers off her stick while she ate my candy bar. I didn't want a fucking s'more anyway. "Mmmm, I'm full, Smokey, I'm gonna turn in." I should tell you that I have a big tent, a big sleeping bag - plenty of room for two so I wasn't worried about that - and when we slid into our comfy set-up, she felt warm and damn nice next to me.

Night Blindness
Diane came by and dropped her gym bag by the bedroom door. "Do you trust me, baby?" Based on what we did last night, and the things I've let you hold or put in your mouth, I'd have to say 'sort of". She produces a blind fold and disappears behind the door. Being a damn fool (and hornier than an elk in full Spring rut), I followed. She motioned toward the bed and I sat at the foot. So now my eyes are covered and she pulls my shirt off - pushes me onto my back and I scoot up to the pillows. She straddles me and I feel her bare, wet cooch on my chest. Okay, yeah, I was a little drunk from beer and the smell of Diane's kitty up close to me, but that is no excuse - I let her tie me to the bedposts so I was like that naked da Vinci drawing (only with love-handles and a receding hairline). "Now I am going to say something, and I swear to God, if you laugh or make some smartass remark, I'll invite the neighbors over." Just say it, Diane, I

Night At The Bar
"Bartender, gimme 'nother drink, says a very drunk man. "Sorry sir," replies the bartender. "I have to cut you off." "Just gimme another drink." "O.K. I'll make a deal with you. I'll give you another drink and call you a cab. When the cab comes, regardless of whether you're done or not you have to go." "Thass a good deal," the drunk says. He gets his drink and immediately pukes all over his own shirt. "Oh shit, what am I gonna do now? My wife's gonna kill me." "Relax," the bartender says, "give me a five-dollar bill." The bartender folds up the bill and puts it in the guy's shirt pocket. "When you get home, tell your wife you were in the bar and some drunk puked on you and gave you five bucks to have your shirt cleaned." "Thass a great idea!" When the drunk gets home his wife answers the door. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? LOOK AT YOUR SHIRT! WHAT HAPPENED?" He tried to put on his most sober voice and said, "Relaaaax honey, some drunk guy puked on me and gave me five buck

Nights In White Satin
The Night: Nights In White Satin sung by The Moody Blues Nights in white satin, never reaching the end, Letters I've written, never meaning to send. Beauty I'd always missed, with these eyes before, Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore. 'Cos I love you, yes I love you, oh how I love you. Gazing at people, some hand in hand, Just what I'm going through, they can't understand. Some try to tell me, thoughts they cannot defend, Just what you want to be, you will be in the end. And I love you, yes I love you, Oh how I love you, oh how I love you. Nights in white satin, never reaching the end, Letters I've written, never meaning to send. Beauty I'd always missed, with these eyes before, Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore. 'Cos I love you, yes I love you, Oh how I love you, oh how I love you. 'Cos I love you, yes I love you, Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.

A Night So Shy With Midnite Eyes
a night so shy with midnite eyes by BlueWolf © Singing to myself when nobody's watching me memories i dare only tell myself but is out there for you to see she came on a night so shy took my heart outright never knew it'd go this high but then it began to shine so bright came back the days i thought had escaped me forgotten by the heart but i let it see seemed like everything we wanted is here and the waves they left nothing more to tear sometimes things just seem so easy at times reasons don't matter so crazy still singing to myself with nobody around but it's getting much too late forgot that the storm was rising could have said that i never needed you well i jumped into the river too many times hoping to make it home again I'm out on my own, drifting all alone and the waves they are getting so high seems like every night we spent are here why must it drift away and die she left on a night so shy left me searching for the reasons should hav

The Night At The Nasty Kitty
There was a brotha name Tyrone,a handsome bachelor a lover thats undercover with all the ladies. Well Ty is known for being mister lover man mister fuck me good,he'll lick stick bite and rub whatever you want him to do.Ty is a well hung man he got 10" of all steel, when he get up with women they say to him right off the jump, you not fucking me with all that.Then he get these women that want him to go as deep as possible and fuck 'em rough and hard.One day Ty and a his buddy Mel went to the strip club and they were looking to get their dicks worked overtime,now these are some hard working brotha's that don't get out much to party, but when they do it's on and tonite was one of those nites. Ty and Mel go in looking like money so women already on them, when they walked through the doors, women were feeling on dick and rubbing boottie,so naturally these men were getting excited by the women touching on them.So they got a table by the bar in the left corner.Ty dick was hard as hell he knew

The Nights Cold Heart.
It's a cold heart that lives, all day in the night, never knowing what is wrong or what is right, The nights go by in circles without sound, none of your thoughts have ever reached the ground. How can a heart at night, when things it cannot see, know which is wrong and which one is for keeps. How does it know which one to choose, when with one you might win, but with the other you always lose. Can the heart in the night, make the right choice or shall it listen to a foreign voice. One that does not know, or understand what it's like to live in a land of night. People all around try and help the heart, but not knowing where he is, how can they start? Ideas they pull from the thin air, are being pulled from the light, what can they do for a heart that lives in the night? Cold is cold, cold as can be, the heart in the night just cannot see, What does he do to save his life, when he is cold and dark, and answers they give him, come from the light? Maybe the heart waits in cold

Nightmares And Shadows
NIGHTMARES AND SHADOWS My world is filled in dark shadows A place where nightmares breed The peace that I have found within Has made them take thier heed. A peace that has me in its grip A soft warm blanket tightly wrapped A gentle voice whispers in my ear The calming sensation became apt My thoughts are filled with you Coming at both day and night My mind can feel you there Your touch is gentle and light I have nothing to fear anymore My mind pushes at the shadow I have started breathing again My soul a wide open window The bright sun shines down on me Its warm rays enveloping me solidly The nightmares and shadows run I watch them go and smile gladly

Night Of The Tattoo
NIGHT OF TATTOO You've made all of the arrangements. Everything is set in place for the events that are to follow. The tattoo artist is flying in to meet us. You've got the hotel room all ready to go per his instructions as to what he would need.. all the way to the place for me to lay while he extends the tattoo on my back. You've taken great care to insure my comfort thru the process knowing this is going to take several hours. There is music on hand, you know what I like to listen to and you have made sure it's all there. The room is large, lots of light coming in thru the windows, it's rather soothing. The windows cover almost the whole wall, facing out over the entire Vegas valley. It's a beautiful site, I just stand in awe even though I have seen this site many times, never fails to amaze me how beautiful it is here. You've already had our items placed into the room, before we even made it that far. No detail has been missed, music, drinks, company... everything is there. You

Night (poem)
Night The dark Cold and stark A starless sky Distant dogs they now bark Some they moan, and others they cry The wolf howls in unison; their ally Thunder now rolls, clouds drift in, there will be no light Misty rains,lightening strikes; a storm is nigh Wait, watch, don't dare turn a blind eye On this you must embark Yes you must stay In the dark Right here Fright

The Night Grandmother Died
The Night Grandmother Died by rosalie@globalreach.net The night my Grandmother died. In retrospect my family has always had some sort of "psychic" experience. Family members would often know important information that was not yet told to them. We were the first to be at a friends side when some tragedy struck. I guess you could say that as a whole we were very empathetic. The night my grandmother died was to be the exception, no feelings were involved but actual sights and sounds were. My aunt who lived next door to us at the time, awoke at about 2;15 a.m. on the morning she died. She was hearing sounds from her living room, sounds she could only describe as shuffling footsteps, and they were heavy. My grandmother in life had weighed close to 300 lbs. and had problems with her knees since she was about 40. Another aunt living in New Orleans at the time, awoke from a nightmare at 2:15 a.m. to the sight of my Grandfathers casket(who

Nightmare
I dream in violence, sounds, and colors all twisted to mock. Like a movie, I cannot stop. History and Facts, dreams all become real. A girl screams, as she chops her own fingers off. To save her life. She turns to me, as does, The Man who will kill us both. She was too late., I am still alive. Screaming as I run, old metal, gray miles of industry. I hide, I pray, "No God" is all I hear, and I cry. He hunts, my ghost, my memory, he is fear. I wake screaming, sweating. I am assaulted by my overly cheerful pink room. hosed down in a five year olds peptro bismol color. The night light, pictures. I am safe, For now. The mangled girl watches, From behind my eyes. We both know it's only time, that tick tick tick tock sound. "No God, times running out." There is hope, There is faith. But Time is running out. The girl is already fading, is she dead? Why do I feel so empty>

The Night Before Deerhunting
'Twas the night before DeerHunting, when all through the camp, Not a creature was stirring, not evena bug on the lamp. The guns were all cleaned and put in theircases, Awaiting being loaded and fired at 100 paces. The hunterswere nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of 10-point bucksdanced in their heads. And Dad in his long johns, and I in my baseballcap, Had settled our brains for a short winter's nap When out onthe trail there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what wasthe matter. As I hurried to the window to see what was going onthere, I saw an old green pickup truck with nine hunters in the backthere. With a fat little driver all dressed in orange from his head to histoe, I knew in an instant it must be Uncle Joe. More rapid thaneagles, the hunters they came, And he slammed on the brakes and calledthem by name. "Now Tom! Now John! Now Bill and Mike! ComeRick! Come Chuck! Come Zachary and Spike! Get in t

Night Too Quiet .
My night is quiet ..... I can hear the croaking of the bull frogs echoing in the grassy banks along my pond . I wonder ... what is it that he hears ? ...... what is the sounds that surround his world at this hour ? What is it that i am missing while i cannot be with him . Who are others missing this night ? How many in this world are waiting ? Starveing to be with the essence that makes them happy and feeling so adored . Some are alone and feel surrounded by love, while others are surrounded by many and feel so alone .

Night Ii (erotic Poetry)
On the second night you disobeyed as well, you like discipline you naughty girl. "Panties down", I commanded once more. You did as instructed, trembling, pulsating and wet but, Tonight you were more excited than usual. You bent over the bed again, This time without being told your with body twitching in eager anticipation Your ass is held high, inviting the leathery sting of the cat-o-nine-tails. I touch your buttocks teasingly with the leather straps running them back and forth Then you look back over your shoulder just in time to see my arm rise. You smile, close your eyes, brace for the impact that doesn't come. You open your eyes, confused as to why there was no piercing sting. You look back at me, I smile knowingly. Then I slowly rub the tassels across your ass once more You turn away from me, a glint of confusion in your eyes. But as it always is, when you least expect it...expect it. Leather impacts skin with a loud crack, You grab the sheets and moan fro

Nightmares?
i dont understand i was doing so well hadnt had a nightmare in a while and then the same two reoccuring dreams why do they keep coming back im so sick of it i want to forget those two event s and never even think of them but then i dream about them and its like i relive them the man with the deep sharp voice whithout a face ...and that guy from david from elementary school... i wish i could forget them so that i can feel better but it seems like i cant and it hurts really bad

Night Time:)
ok all i need to get back on the road . i need to get 650 miles done by 8 am.we have to be in ohio by the the 22nd at 9 pm .ill be on more tonight if my hubby takes over driving in a few hours,if not ill see ya all tomorrow sometime.and good luck guys:) sarah

Night Creature
I don't know what it is that draws me to the night. All I know is that my soul seems to come alive when the sun goes down and my mind opens up the most during the blackest of nights. I live in a world of headlights and 24-hour diners. When the streetlights come on and moon rises up above the trees, I finally am able to be myself as I truly am. I was born this way, I will die this way. There's nothing for me in the daytime, just crowded streets, ringing phones and that hot, blaring sun beating down on me. I'd much rather move about when the world is quiet and nothing but the cool night air surrounds me. It sets me at peace. At night, my body is quicker and stronger and my mind is sharper and clearer It's as if the blurring haze of the world has been removed. That's why I let the lights of the city be my guide and my keen understanding of the world keep me safe. But for now at least I am forced to live the life of a day-dweller. Though the very blood in my veins craves my nat

The Night That Dripped Blood
The Night That Dripped Blood by Rich Logsdon I. It was late Sunday night in Oregon, twenty miles from Portland, and the rain had been beating with savage satanic fury upon the tiny isolated century-old log cabin. The storm reminded Garth of Noah’s flood—a tale his father, a died-in-the-wool fundamentalist, liked to tell in order to scare the hell out of his sons right up through their college years--and brought to mind the image of an angry, avenging God. Garth wondered if God were unhappy with him. Now, wide awake, heart thumping wildly, Garth lay in bed, tossing and turning in the sweaty sheets, listening keenly to the sounds behind the rain. The sounds, he knew, came from somewhere in the thick forest surrounding the old family log cabin; they had been constant for the last three nights. If he listened hard enough, behind the rain pounding on the cabin’s tin roof Garth could even hear a reverberating empty wooden sound, like two hollow wooden sticks being struck against ea

Nightswimming
Dark winds excite my skin, I am aroused and breathless, caressed Staring into dark water below, Bare feet clutched to the shore You smile at me naughtily, “Water’s fine,” and I hesitate Knowing that in those chilly depths, There’s no place for this swimsuit My fingers shake under my top, Struggling pulling it over my head, Noticing your breath catch even from here And you quickly fight to regain your cool I pull my bottoms down to my ankles Step over the bottoms, and toss them behind me, I think about you, naked, wet, waiting Jumping is almost too much for me

An Night And Day To Remember
the other night my roomate and i were at home and kept thinking of things to do well we went out for a while and then came home and got happy and listend to music and then our other roomate came home and got happy with us it was so silly and so much fun we played with nights and did silly dances ohhhhhhhh we also played with fire hahahahahah yea were all pyros.we stayed up all fucking night just being sill and having fun but i have to say my favorite part of that night was when we actually got around to going to bed my roomate and i danced in our room for a while and then snuggled and watched movies hahahah it was fucking awsome it felt so good and im so glad i got to share it with them

Night
It is always darkest before the dawn..... Shiveringly, bone-chilling darkness and silence. Absolute calm silent darkness when you can hear the earth breathe and feel the heartbeat of the land. Off in the distance I can hear the lonely howl of some random canine, letting the world know he's there and not afraid..... I pull closer into myself, wrapping in the warmth of wool and fur, waiting for something I'm not sure even exists. It's a lonely vigil in the still of the night, waiting. In the hut behind me I hear the rustle as you move in your sleep, perhaps dreaming of the events previous to this night that brought us here together to this dark and lonely place of solitude. That's how I spend my vigil, thinking, remembering, wondering what's in store for the future of us, do we even have one? Tender pinks begin to brush into the blackness of the sky, followed by brilliant magentas and crimson flames licking over the horizon.... Night's blackness is slowly fading to the grey o

Night
WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES AT NIGHT I SEE YOU STANDING IN THE LIGHT I CALL OUT YOUR NAME BUT THERE IS NO SOUND I GET UP AND YOUR NOT AROUND SO I LAY MY HEAD BACK DOWN WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES AT NIGHT I SEE YOU STANDING IN THE LIGHT

Nightmares
The night is silent. Only my thoughts to keep me company. The dreams of my youth. Only dust in a forgotten time. The future, unending darkness. Only tears streaming down my face. This night speaks of no dawn. Only darkness unending.

Nightwish -ghost Love Score
Ghost Love Score We used to swim the same moonlight waters Oceans away from the wakeful day My fall will be for you My love will be in you If you be the one to cut me I`ll bleed forever Scent of the sea before the waking of the world Brings me to thee Into the blue memory My fall will be for you My love will be in you If you be the one to cut me I will bleed forever Into the blue memory A siren from the deep came to me Sang my name my longing Still I write my songs about that dream of mine Worth everything I may ever be The Child will be born again That siren carried him to me First of them true loves Singing on the shoulders of an angel Without care for love n` loss Bring me home or leave me be My love in the dark heart of the night I have lost the path before me The one behind will lead me Take me Cure me Kill me Bring me home Every way Every day Just another loop in the hangman`s noose Take me, cure me, kill me, bring me home E

Nightwish - While Your Lips Are Still Red
While Your Lips Are Still Red Sweet little words made for silence Not talk Young heart for love Not heartache Dark hair for catching the wind Not to veil the sight of a cold world Kiss while your lips are still red While he`s still silent Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled Hold another hand while the hand`s still without a tool Drown into eyes while they`re still blind Love while the night still hides the withering dawn First day of love never comes back A passionate hour`s never a wasted one The violin, the poet`s hand, Every thawing heart plays your theme with care Kiss while your lips are still red While he`s still silent Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled Hold another hand while the hand`s still without a tool Drown into eyes while they`re still blind Love while the night still hides the withering dawn

The Night Of Halloween.
The Harvest moon fills the sky A wicked witch goes flying by Ghosts and goblins..skeleton's too. Moaning and groaning, waiting for you Black cats prowl the graveyard plots Witches cook in cauldron pots Cemetery ghouls roam the ground Not one unopened grave is found Tombstones are an eerie sight Shadows dance in full moon light The haunted house on the hill Walk in there and you get a chill Jack-o-lanterns eyes so bright Trick or Treaters scream in fright It's a time like you've never seen Tonight's the night of Halloween.

Night
Every night before you sleep you feel warm air brush past your face it tickles ever so slightly like angels breath of grace tis the night angel kissing the moon goodnight The night angel hugging the moon so tight drawing her light from the moon which helps her wings to fly she kisses the moon so gently gives her thanks as she passes by Kiss the moon goodnight dear night angel in the sky we take comfort in the warmth you bring as you kiss the moon goodnight

Night Dreams
As I lay here in bed tonight. Thoughts run ramped through my head. As I drift off into sleep. I turn and look, You are next to me. We are together under the midnight skies, Full of stars and the moonlight above. A warm tropical breeze, Blowing through the air. You hold me in your arms, Telling me you care. How your love for me will never die. The way you are always going to try. Wanting me with you til the end of time. Then taking my hand into eternity. You kiss me deeply, Then look in my eyes. As you softly whisper I Love You. Dee Parenti All Rights Reserved

A Nightmare Alone
In the darkness of night, I lie alone on my bed Many thoughts of you running through my head Remembering the smile on your loving face Cherishing forever our last embrace The strength of your arms, the way they felt When I am in your arms, I completely melt The way you smile as you look at me When your eyes are peering, so lovingly The silkiness of your adoring and wanting touch That thought alone makes me miss you so much The sweet flavor of your enchanting kiss Oh, the way that makes me feel is utterly bliss The way your lips graze lightly over my skin As the heat of the moment starts to sink in If you only knew what your love does to me If only there was a way to allow you to see Your love fills my heart in so many ways As it will for the rest of my living days It encompases the person that looks back at you With you by my side, I could never feel blue Your love raises my life to higher planes In words, there's just no w

A Night
Staring up at the sky looking into the deepness. My mind is drifting getting lost in the burning diamonds shining their light upon me. They radiate the love and passion I feel deep inside myself right now .I yearn for you to be with me tonight. I savor each sensual kiss that bonds us. Tonight, for the first time, I am balanced between love and happiness. My body aches for your tender touch. I have to be honest, you're the only man I've ever wanted. Feeling your warm soft breath on my neck as you whisper sweet words I've been longing to hear you say. Words that prove the love you possess for me. Moving together in synch as we become one body... one heart, one soul--- one being. The tension and pleasure that was built up between us, now is released in a single massive explosion. Soft cries and muffled words are the only sounds that can be heard as we fall together against the comfort of the bed. The only blankets we use are each others arms drowning into the peaceful hush of slumber.

The Night Before Christmas
T'was the night before Christmas, He lived all alone, In a one bedroom house, Made of plaster and stone. I had come down the chimney, With presents to give, And to see just who, In this home did live. I looked all about, A strange sight I did see, No tinsel, no presents, Not even a tree. No stocking by the mantle, Just boots filled with sand, On the wall hung pictures, Of far distant lands. With medals and badges, Awards of all kinds, A sober thought, Came through my mind. For this house was different, It was dark and dreary, I found the home of a soldier, Once I could see clearly. The soldier lay sleeping, Silent, alone, Curled up on the floor, In this one bedroom home. The face was so gentle, The room in such disorder, Not how I pictured, A Canadian soldier. Was this the hero, Of whom I'd just read?, Curled up on a poncho, The floor for a bed? I realized the families, That I saw this night, Owed their lives to these soldiers, Who were willing to

Nightmares From The Grave
nightmares from the grave screaming as you struggle into bed in a casket slowly growing weaker and weaker limbs that cannot move as there being held, screaming loudly as you face the grim reaper looking death in the eyes you feel yourself over come by his power as your soul is being ripped deep from within you deeper in the casket you just cower wasting away into nothing, breathing you are not no more, still flesh ready to rot, left lying in your blood and gore time has passed people have forgot, no traces of you anywhere to be seen, nightmares from the grave still haunt you, as you walk in limbo,silenced by your scream

Nightmaremindtrap
Bottled smoke and rusted chains hideous creatures in your veins None travel in the dark of night but chew your flesh at mornings light You cannot scream, there are no tears the creatures eat your darkest fears And now you wake up only to find all the dead are NOT in your mind It's the pain of survival It's the pain of revival Break it all down, don't fuck with me Break it all down, I will fuck with you Break it all down and we'll go around You and I Don't look don't stop just drop Bottled smoke and rusted chains hideous creatures in your veins Fuck, now your dead

Nightwish - End Of All Hope
End Of All Hope It is the end of all hope To lose the child, the faith To end all the innocence To be someone like me This is the birth of all hope To have what I once had This life unforgiven It will end with a birth No will to wake for this morn To see another black rose born Deathbed is slowly covered with snow Angels, they fell first but I'm still here Alone as they are drawing near In heaven my masterpiece will finally be sung Wounded is the deer that leaps highest And my wound it cuts so deep Turn off the light and let me pull the plug Mandylion without a face Deathwish without a prayer End of hope End of love End of time The rest is silence

Nightwish - Over The Hills And Far Away
Over The Hills And Far Away They came for him one winter's night. Arrested, he was bound. They said there'd been a robbery, his pistol had been found. They marched him to the station house, he waited for the dawn. And as they led him to the dock, he knew that he'd been wronged. "You stand accused of robbery," he heard the bailiff say. He knew without an alibi, tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom. Over the hills and far away, for ten long years he'll count the days. Over the mountains and the seas, a prisoner's life for him there'll be. He knew that it would cost him dear, but yet he dare not say. Where he had been that fateful night, a secret it must stay. He had to fight back tears of rage. His heart beat like a drum. For with the wife of his best friend, he spent his final night of freedom. Over the hills and far away, he swears he will return one day. Far from the mountains and the seas, back in her arms he swears he'll be. Over the hills

The Nights
The nights are lonely here without you that is why i am ever so blue watching the rain fall down the window pane my heart is melting at the thoughts of watching you walk away I light a candle to remember those times the scent that drifts from the candle tonight is the scent of your shirt when you held me so tight for this i am lonely here in the night as i watch the rain and the northern lights wishing that with each passing wave you were thinking of me like i am thinking of you miss you so much that it hurts wishing with each drop i could cry inside i can only die loving you love me

Night Before Christmas Fubar Style..*2007*... By Dawn
Have a very FUBAR Christmas 'Twas the night before Christmas', when all through the site, Not a member was stirring, things didn’t seem right; The Stilletto Girls hung their stockings with care, In hopes that Baby J soon would be there; The bombers were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of bouncers danced in their heads; With Stang in her 'thong, and JD in his cap, Someone heard Scrapper yell Good Lord and Oh snap, When from our speakers there arose such a clatter, We sprang from our beds to see what was the matter. Away to the monitor we flew like a flash, Oh it’s just Achilles updating his stash. So to the mumms did many of us go Nothing but whining from a Fubar point ho, When, what to our wondering eyes came along, A miniture sleigh pulled by eight girls in a thong, With a little drunk driver, so lively and gay, We knew in a moment it must be Baby J. More rapid than eagles his members they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by n

The Night
It's a beautiful night, a little cold, but not so much that I'm shivering. Its about seven in the evening and we are headed to your place after dinner. The unspoken promise of what is about to happen hangs in the air like a fog, clouding the conversation. I no longer know what the topic is. We head inside the house, and standing in the front entry you bend down to kiss me. Not forcefully or demanding, but sweet and sensual, more is said in that kiss than a million words could ever say. You lead me up a flight of stairs touching me the whole way. Not groping, but slight touches that reassure me that your there. Once in the room we take turned slowly peeling away each-others clothing. We gently explore the newly uncovered flesh as we go along. You lay me on the bed, and lean over and whisper in my ear, "I wanna watch you baby." "Tell me how." I respond, a slight smile on your lips. "Start with your breasts." So I reach up and start fondling my Large White globes, circling the a

The Night Before...(oldie But Goodie)
Twas the night before the Iron Bowl and all through the South Darby and Ryans were running their mouth They talked of shutouts and 100 yard games But their talk and their O line were both just plain lame Their fans came to town shouting BCS and RO TI But once Brodie met Stanley they were brought off their high All of the fans saying Bama is "Back" Were quickly quieted sack after sack When the sun finally set behind Jordan Hare The Bama corner was practically bare Then out of the North there grew such a clatter I had to stand on the bleacher to see what was the matter There stood Tubby, four fingers held high Then in the distance I heard a Britt cry The fans they did shout and sway to and fro War Eagle, Ho Ho & four in a row

Nightmare Standing Over Me
In my room he waits My poisoned mind he baits In the shadows so I can't see Until sleep overtakes me And he knows that I belong to him He gets in my head From his perch over my bed I toss I turn I can feel him now The chills courtesy in and the sweats take a bow And he know that I belong to him Relentlessly stirring the fear in me Making me blind so that I cannot see Filling my mind with his own evil thoughts Manipulating me so perfectly, his wants are my oughts And he knows that I belong to him But tonight I am stronger, tonight I have a plan Tonight he is no nightmare, tonight he is just a man I fight him to break his grasp on my mind Under my pillow I reach and my savior blade I find Slash, gape, spill, I never belonged to him.

The Nightmare
Razorblades and Hand granades Black lace is nice Lets play a game It's time to die Merry go rounds And circus wheels Duck and run or we'll cut off your head Play nice Now go to bed Shoot to kill Pixies have wings We're riding high Life is a dream The sun on our backs The clouds at our feet Toy guns And water balloons Don't be so loud You'll wake up the flowers

A Night Of Passion
Bethany giggled as she pulled into Amanda's driveway, picking up her best friend so they could make him smile. They had both adored Shane since they had met him, and treasured his friendship above most others. Shane had been going through a hard time recently and they wanted a way to make him smile, to show him that all his kind words were appreciated. On the drive to the firehouse they talked and giggled in excitement, nudging each other as their conspiracy grew between them. As they pull up outside the firehouse Bethany bursts into giggles and pulls out her cell phone, grabbing Amanda's hand for support. "Hello." He says quickly into his cell, Bethany almost whimpers at the sound of his voice. "Hey Shane, its Beth i was wondering if Amanda and i could drop by?" She smiles, with a sneaky wink at Amanda. "Umm im at the firehouse babe, im pulling a double." "I know honey you told me already, i have a surprise for you." She simpers softly. "Oh a surprise, well sure come on

A Night At The Sundance
I had the opportunity to go out for some drinks and fun with two great ladies last night at a place is called "Sundance" and is more of a sports bar than anything but last night was karaoke night, heh. Since this was the first time I've met a Fubar patron away from the net we were more into the conversation than the singers. I don't think the night could have gone better if it was scripted. The three of us ended up hiding outside from the music so we could all hear each other. K has a great sense of humor and can split your sides with a look. D was, well..D! :) she always keep the conversation going on new topics, and both of them were looking ready for a Saturday night out.

Nightmare From Life
World is bad, it don't love, it leave alone though we shout pain that never end Scars say truth, truth that is bare lie there and always, with we, at shout ache Tears pour on bony cheeks, world laught to me, enjoy when may abase me It is callous little shit. Sometimes, when I am dead, world see that we laught it. But then I sleep nightmare from life New Graphics Dark Images Top Comments

Night Sexy Cherry Friends!
Night sexy cherry friends! date: 2007-11-26 20:17:20 Comtinue showing my pix and profile love, tomorrow is my b-day send me some gifts, blast me please that would be awesome, and those of u on my yahoo, think i'm getting a webcam tomorrow woot!!!!!

The Night Before Christmas
The Night Before Christmas T'was the night before Christmas, He lived all alone, In a one bedroom house, Made of plaster and stone. I had come down the chimney, With presents to give, And to see just who, In this home did live. I looked all about, A strange sight I did see, No tinsel, no presents, Not even a tree. No stocking by the mantle, Just boots filled with sand, On the wall hung pictures, Of far distant lands. With medals and badges, Awards of all kinds, A sober thought, Came through my mind. For this house was different, It was dark and dreary, I found the home of a soldier, Once I could see clearly. The soldier lay sleeping, Silent, alone, Curled up on the floor, In this one bedroom home. The face was so gentle, The room in such disorder, Not how I pictured, An American soldier. Was this the hero, Of whom I'd just read?, Curled up on a poncho, The floor for a bed? I realized the familie

A Night To Remember
A long, long time ago, On a Mid-October night. People from all around, Gathered at a light. They all started to laugh, And dance with delight. Some tried to impress others, With all their might. Others just went around, Lost in the night. When I saw you dressed, Just for me tonight. I could barely breathe, When I had you in my sight. There is just one more, Thing I need to do. Is ask if I, Can have this dance with you. Tyler Montgomery 12 Oct 02

The Night Before Christmas – Naughty Version
The Night Before Christmas – Naughty version Twas the night before Christmas, and God it was neat. The kids were both gone, and my wife was in heat. The doors were all bolted, the phone off the hook, It was time for some nooky, by hook or by crook. Momma in her teddy and I in the nude, Had just hit the bedroom and reached for the lube. When out on the lawn there arose such a cry, That I lost my boner, and momma went dry. Up to the window I sprang like an elf, Tore back the shade while she played with herself. The moon on the crest of the snowman we'd built, Showed a broom up his ass, clean up to the hilt. When what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a rusty old sleigh and eight mangey reindeer. With a fat little driver, half out of the sled, A sock in his ear and a bra on his head. Sure as I'm speaking, he was high as a kite, And he yelled to his team, but it didn't sound right. Woa Shithead, woa Asshole, woa Stupid, woa Putz, Either slow down this rig or I

The Night B4 Christmas....(something A Soldier Wrote)
The Night Before Christmas T'was the night before Christmas, He lived all alone, In a one bedroom house, Made of plaster and stone. I had come down the chimney, With presents to give, And to see just who, In this home did live. I looked all about, A strange sight I did see, No tinsel, no presents, Not even a tree. No stocking by the mantle, Just boots filled with sand, On the wall hung pictures, Of far distant lands. With medals and badges, Awards of all kinds, A sober thought, Came through my mind. For this house was different, It was dark and dreary, I found the home of a soldier, Once I could see clearly. The soldier lay sleeping, Silent, alone, Curled up on the floor, In this one bedroom home. The face was so gentle, The room in such disorder, Not how I pictured, A Canadian soldier. Was this the hero, Of whom I'd just read?, Curled up on a poncho, The floor for a bed? I realized the families, That I saw this night, Owed

Nightmare
They don't understand They don't see Why these thoughts are in me They will never understand They will never see Why I will do this to me There's nothing left Nothing to say Nothing to do I know someone will ask: How could you? I hate this nightmare I never wake up It goes on forever I want it to end I don't want it to continue Tonight it will end There's nothing you can do They will never understand They will never see Why I did this to me Visit www.hostdrjack.comCLICK HERE!

Night At Happy Bar
Well tonight I went out with two new friends from here to Happy Bar. It was such a blast! Got to sing alot! John and Deana are a fun couple. I grew up in rancho Cordova and never knew the place was there. Out in the middle of the boondocks! lol Check out the pics.

A Night At The Casino
November 26, 2007 It still seems like a bad dream. When I arrived at the casino tonight, I saw police cars and an ambulance beside the parking structure. I parked my car and went inside. One of the dealers told me that someone jumped from the third level of the parking garage. Damn! I guess the third level is high enough to do the job, but low enough so that you don't have a lot of time to think about it on your way down. I seem to be cursed with this need to analyze everything. Then as I'm walking to the pit area, another dealer tells me that someone just died. "Yeah," I said. "He took a dive off the parking structure." "No, I mean some guy just died over at table 36," she replied. I think there must be some misunderstanding, so I walk over to table 36 and there's a guy on the floor getting CPR. But he's gone. "Jesus," I'm thinking to myself. "We got some bad juju here tonight." Song, a quiet little Chinese girl, was the dealer when this gu

The Nightmare Child
born in December on cold snowy day had the mark but no one seemed to care a perfect child just like we prayed the bringer of silence on an evil crusade his words are like knives with razor sharp blades the nightmare child bringer of pain the fallen one in heavy chains the nightmare child visions in red evil speaks things unsaid walk alone in the night taking them all down evil feelings in the mind wear the unholy crown with blood on his hands and in his eyes say your prayers and your goodbyes never escape the night you're in those heavy chains bind your sins

Night Silence
I sit in the night silence, thinking about you. I wonder if I will ever meet you, Or are you only in my dreams. You the one who would know me. The one who would value me, And cherish me. With you I would always count, There would never be any doubts. No lies or deceit. No mind games to figure out. In this night silence, I can see you vividly. I can hear your voice whispering, Saying I Love You. In the night silence, You are so real to me. I get to have you on my own terms. I get to love you unconditionally. When the morning sun begins to rise, The night silence is gone. You are no longer there. You no longer appear. Dee Parenti All Rights Reserved

The Night I'll Never Forget
The night I’ll never forget Waking up suddenly In the middle of the night Hearing sounds of soft crying I know something is not right I’m alone in the bed Where has the girl I love gone I hear her down the hall And the bathroom light is on Quickly I get out of bed Smelling something peculiar in the air I walk down the hall toward the light Looking in the bathroom there is blood everywhere There she is but my love cannot speak She stands dazed in the in the doorway The look in her eyes Told the story words could not say A glance behind her confirmed the worst There it was on the floor A pink lifeless little body That haunts my dreams forever more A 911 call is made The paramedics come with out delay Stabilizing my love, put the baby in a bag And then carries them away As the ambulance leaves Heading to the E.R. I throw on some clothes And follow behind in my car I get to the emergency room Walking past the rows of chairs One of the paramedi

Nightout.
Why females should avoid a girls night out after they are married: The other night I was invited out for a night with "the girls." I told my husband that I would be home by midnight, "I promise!" Well, the hours passed and the margaritas went down way too easy. Around 3 a.m., a bit loaded, I headed for home. Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hall started up and cuckooed 3 times. Quickly, realizing my husband would probably wake up, I cuckooed another 9 times. I was really proud of myself for coming up with such a quick-witted solution (even when totally smashed), in order to escape a possible conflict with him. The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, and I told him "Midnight". He didn't seem pissed off at all. Whew! Got away with that one! Then he said, "We need a new cuckoo clock." When I asked him why, he said, "Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times, then said, "Oh. shit.", cuckooed 4 more times, cleared it's throat, cuckooed anothe

The Night Before X-mas
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS, HE LIVED ALL ALONE, IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE. I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE, AND TO SEE JUST WHO IN THIS HOME DID LIVE. I LOOKED ALL ABOUT, A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE, NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, NOT EVEN A TREE. NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND, ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES OF FAR DISTANT LANDS. WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, AWARDS OF ALL KINDS, A SOBER THOUGHT CAME THROUGH MY MIND. FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT, IT WAS DARK AND DREARY, I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER, ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY. THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING, SILENT, ALONE, CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME. THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE, THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER, NOT HOW I PICTURED A UNITED STATES SOLDIER. WAS THIS THE HERO OF WHOM I 'D JUST READ? CURLED UP ON A PONCHO, THE FLOOR FOR A BED? I REALIZED THE FAMILIES THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT, OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS WHO WERE WIL

The Night Befor Xmas
the night before x mas will? will not be a happy occasion for some, will come and go will be painfull for those who lost someone this year, will be a night some will forget, will be just another day, will be someones downfall somewhere, the best thing about the night before x mas, is counting your blessings, telling your love ones you love them, because one never knows if it is your last nightbefore xmas.. bedrock

Night Of Shades
the oaths are not seen in the shade there is no joy in the sorrow the sun went out after having left now a country is cold and dead the wind gets a cold feel I GO AS A SHADE,SHADES FOR A NIGHT you did not give heart at all your untrue words only so you took my light from me-everything the crack was got by the clock,a fate it now the voice is toneless I GO AS A SHADE,SHADES FOR A NIGHT

The Night Before Christmas
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS, HE LIVED ALL ALONE, IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE. I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE, AND TO SEE JUST WHO IN THIS HOME DID LIVE. I LOOKED ALL ABOUT, A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE, NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, NOT EVEN A TREE. NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND, ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES OF FAR DISTANT LANDS. WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, AWARDS OF ALL KINDS, A SOBER THOUGHT CAME THROUGH MY MIND.< BR> FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT, IT WAS DARK AND DREARY, I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER, ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY. THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING, SILENT, ALONE, CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME. THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE, THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER, NOT HOW I PICTURED A UNITED STATES SOLDIER. WAS THIS THE HERO OF WHOM I 'D JUST READ? CURLED UP ON A PONCHO, THE FLOOR FOR A BED? I REALIZED THE FAMILIES THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT, OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS WHO WERE

The Night Before Christmas, Texas Style! (email)
T'was the night before Christmas, in Texas, you know. Way out on the prairie, without any snow. Asleep in their cabin, were Buddy and Sue, A dreamin' of Christmas, like me and you. Not stockings, but boots, at the foot of their bed, For this was Texas, what more need be said. When all of a sudden, from out of the still night, There came such a ruckus, it gave me a fright. And I saw 'cross the prairie, like a shot from a gun, A loaded up buckboard, come on at a run, The driver was "Geein" and "Hawin", with a will, The horses (not reindeer) he drove with such skill. "Come on there Buck, Poncho, & Prince, to the right, There'll be plenty of travelin' for you all tonight." The driver in Levi's and a shirt that was red, Had a ten-gallon Stetson on top of his head. As he stepped from the buckboard, he was really a sight, With his beard and moustache, so curly and white. As he burst in the cabin, the children awoke, And were so astonished, that neither on

The Night Before Christmas
Tis a cold, grey night The eve before Christmas I sit alone, thinking of what the day will bring Knowing it won't be a happy day. For the one thing I want. The one person to share it Is a thousand miles away So I light a candle in the window for her to find her way. So long, I've waited, So long will I wait Each day, dying a little more inside The spiritual death, The emotional death, The living death. I'll continue on day by day, Nothing to guide me, No one to be beside me, Day by meaningless day, Till next Christmas, When I sit alone, Beside my window, And light another candle

The Night Before Christmas
THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS by Clement Clarke Moore 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar- plums danced in their heads; And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled down for a long winter's nap, When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. More rapid than eagle

The Night Before Christmas...
'Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone In a one-bedroom house made of plaster and stone. I had come down the chimney with presents to give And to see whom in this house did live. As I looked all around a strange sight I did see, No tinsel, no presents, not even a tree. No stockings by the fire, just boots full of sand. On the wall hung pictures of a faraway land. With medals and badges, awards of all kinds, A sobering thought soon came to my mind. For this house was different, unlike any I'd seen. This was the house of a U.S. Marine. I'd heard stories about them, so I had to see more. I walked down the hallway and pushed open the door. And there he lay sleeping. Silent. Alone. Curled up on the floor of his one-bedroom home. He seemed so gentle, his face so serene. Not how I pictured a United States Marine. Was this the hero of whom I'd just read? Curled up on his poncho, a floor for his bed? His head was clean shaven, his face weath

Nightshade
Deadly nightshade So fun to eat Hidden in a sunny glade Though you hate the heat Among other plants You wait your turn For your one chance Be eaten by those who never learn I saw you Recognized your leaves Poison strikes true Daggers left in their sheaths I knew what you were You took your turn I was dead for sure Some don’t, but I learned

Night Shade
Humor me Till my blood turns black And my heart becomes Vin rouge The night is young A dance floor fills Are you prepared? Take a sip It’s only a small dose of truth Can you handle it? Wipe your lips and fold your hands Placed within my grasp Your façade won’t last Bathed in a moonlit glow You dance among the dead, you know Sing a lullaby Your portrait is finished Your card is XII Your lines have ceased Are you afraid of death Take a sip It’s only a small dose of truth Can you handle it? Wipe your lips and fold your hands Placed within my grasp Your façade won’t last Destined to live Born to die Don’t look so serious It’s only your medley Take a vile, after all there’s only a few One of lace, one of Nightshade One of Rosemary, and one of Sandalwood Take a sip It’s only a small dose of truth Can you handle it? Wipe your lips and fold your hands Placed within my grasp Your façade won’t last Take a sip It’s only a small dose of truth Can

Nightshades Prelude
Breaking through an internal hell The blaze of your soul slowly fades Left with nothing but a shell You must hide in the unforgiving shade Falling forever in the dark You stumble over the tragedies inside Savoring an eternal mark We tend to everything we've left behind Rising with the eternal sun We have emptied ourselves into nothing Reprieval of the things we've undone Can you finally become something Anything at all Or will you fall Giving them our freedom from within As we fall into decadence Passing on our dreadful sin In shades of rememberance Realizations of a past so dark (so cold) Can truly seperate The hearts of the young from the old In a blizzard that is our fate Rising with the eternal sun We have emptied ourselves into nothing Reprieval of the things we've undone Can you finally become something Anything at all Or will you fall And in the distance We can see the fading glimpses Of a fading retribution And in the scent of illusion We

Night Shade Lov
Darkness falls and she emerges A creature as beautiful as night isself She awakens to hunt the one she loves Lust in her eyes magnified by the night Hunger from a long time sleep Lust pouring over her body Sleek and dark Swift like the night She hunts me Around every corner must I glance For she grows to love my taste Mortal love she hunts This flesh of mine To devour me by candlelight Her wishes come true As we lie embracing the night We are as one She is fulfilled I am spent

The Night Before Doomsday
twas the night before doomsday, went all through the house, everybody was stirring including the mouse. With ma in the whorehouse, and dad smokin grass, I just settled down with a nice piece of ass. When out on the lawn I heard such clatter, I sprang for my piece to see what was the matter. Out on the lawn, I saw a big dick, I knew in a second, it must be St. Prick. He came down the chiminey like a bat out of hell, I knew in an instant the fucker had fell. He stuffed all our stockings with pretzels and beer, and a big rubber dick for my brother the queer. He flew up the chiminey with a thunderous fart, the damn mother fucker, he blew it apart, he cussed and he cursed as he flew outta sight, "Piss on you all, and have a hell of a night!!!"

Nightly Prayers
Two young boys were spending the night at their grandparents. At bedtime, the two boys knelt beside their beds to say their prayers when the youngest one began praying at the top of his lungs. "I PRAY FOR A NEW BICYCLE... I PRAY FOR A NEW NINTENDO... I PRAY FOR A NEW VCR..." His older brother leaned over and nudged the younger brother and said, "Why are you shouting your prayers? God isn't deaf." To which the little brother replied, "No, but Gramma is!"

The Night Before Christmas
THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS 'Twas the night before Christmas, and God it was neat. The kids were both gone, and my wife was in heat. The doors we all bolted, and the phone off the hook. It was time for some nooky, by hook or by crook. Momma in her teddy, and I in the nude Had just hit the bedroom and reached for the lube. When out on the lawn there arose such a cry, That I lost my boner and poor Momma went dry. Up to the window I sprang like an elf, Tore back the shade while she played with herself. The moon on the crest of the snowman we'd built, Showed a broom up his ass, clean up to the hilt. When what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a rusty old sleigh and eight mangy reindeer. With a fat little driver, half out of his sled, A sock in his ear, and a bra on his head. Sure as I'm speaking , he was high as a kite, And he yelled to his team, but it didn't sound right. Whoa Shithead, whoa Asshole, whoa Stupid, whoa Putz, Either slow down thi

‘night’s Promise’
‘Night’s Promise’ I am solitude, tranquility, reflection, The deepest part of your soul, I come to offer serenity, calmness, Fulfilling my timeless universal role. I am reliable, steadfast, unswerving, Existing since time’s very beginning, I can take your distress, sorrow, deepest pain, Soothing you, then depart from you grinning. I come when all others have left, Even your preeminent and dearest friend, I instill peace in your heart, There is nothing I can’t transcend. Welcome me, greet me, and receive me, You beautiful, innocent child of earth, Trust me, have confidence, and deep faith, I am ageless, having been with you since birth. I pledge and promise to be with you, At your last earthly breath, right to the very end, Kissing your lips, closing your eyes for the last time, Assisting you, as you begin your magnificent ascend. I’ll absorb you within my mass, A forever loved and cherished part of me, To take your place amongst the stars, Leaving

Night Creatures
Night Creatures These creatures of the night Walk the path of unrest under the cover Of the full moon and bring with them The haunting stench of the death which Rises with the cold chill of the rising fog Which the darkness of the land Walking with the creature of the night. These creatures of the night Start to gather and so they wreak havoc on A small Saxon village which is rich In living, breathing flesh to feast upon Which these creatures of the which then Start to advance their attack upon the sleeping Saxon village which in the state of the confusion The startled villagers are fleeing from their Homes into the surrounding darkness of the forest Where they meet their brutal deaths of the most Bloody demise of savage razor toothed, Razor clawed creatures of the night. These creatures of the night Which wreaked their brutal carnage Of a bloody nature by the cover Of the full moon, soon Start to scatter like the plague before The break of the twilight

Nightlife And Parties
Hell of a Party at 5555 McCracKen Rd. HELL OF A PARTY GOING ON IN HERNANDO, MS - JUST SOUTH OF MEMPHIS HEY, all of you out there that didn't see my last blog about this today's your last chance. There's a party at my house at starting at 7-8pm. come if you want to have the time of your life, plenty of parking space, and standing room, some alcohol may be provided but for the most part b.y.o.b. bring tents if you don't want to drive home. Lots of loud music, over 7hrs of mixed Cd's made especially for this party, plus an MP3 player will be hooked up just in case someone has a request. Bonfire, and campfire will be going. A bathroom will be provided for those who need it. It's outside the city limits and pretty far from most neighbors so not much worry about cops. Anybody in the north Mississippi area or Memphis area YOU ARE INVITED! There will be atleast 2 bouncers on site. Also a new development is that there maybe a local Memphis rock band showing up at the party. They wrot

Nightshade (belladonna)
DEADLY NIGHTSHADE (BELLADONNA) by Caroline Tully This series of articles is a result of Caroline's research into traditional herbs found in many flying ointment recipes and is intended to be shared with other plant historians. Caution: Shadowplay does NOT recommend or advocate use or consumption of any of these herbs. (Improper use can kill you - hence the warning). "Atropa Belladonna" is the Latin for this unusual plant. The great naturalist, Linneaeus, named it this; he is reputed to have been so familiar with the nature and properties of plants that he was almost always able to find amazingly appropriate names for them. Atropa Belladonna is a good example of this because the generic name refers to the Greek Fate Atropos, the inflexible one, who cuts the thread of life. The species name is somewhat debated about; "Belladonna" is Spanish for @#145;beautiful woman@#146; and also means the same in Italian. It most probably refers to the fact that ladies in the Sp

Nightshade Blossoms
Nightshade Blossoms (Written 1998) Twenty-five days. It has been twenty-five days exactly since I have heard her voice, twenty-nine days since I have seen her face. The first minutes, hours and even days had been the easiest, of course. The bliss from our weeks together had been like the emotional euphoria from a thousand holidays wrapped into those briefest of moments that we had shared. The emotions had inevitable outlasted her presence, her essence outlasting her touch. After she left, flown away like some dove that belonged not on this undeserving Earth, had departed on the southern winds to some home more magical, more deserving. It is unfortunate that as a part of this world, I am equally undeserving of her, a fact that may not have been entirely lost on her. However powerful the emotions may have been, their ardor could not last forever. Now they are but a series of confused, vague memories that cloud my mind and serve to haunt me rather than comfort me. Ostensib

A Nighttime Dream
I could feel the cold of the steel as the knife was pulled across my neck. The oozing blood from the deep gash send rivulets of warmth running don over my chest. I closed my eyes in fear, knowing that I was feeling my life slowly slipping away from me as I laid there. I knew not who had done this and yet I sensed a closeness to them. As I slowly took each breath I heard the gurgling sound in my throat. I knew the wound had been cut deep and it was matter of time before I would succumb to my calling. My only hope now was that I would not lay there and be made to suffer, praying the end would come quickly. Seconds ticked slowly by, listening to them as my heartbeat grew fainter. I closed my eyes tightly as a light appeared there in front of me. I watched as a door opened and light beams flowed through. Suddenly a man appeared, standing in the doorway, staring straight me as I laid there. I could not move any longer, transfixed as if held by some unseen force. I watched

Nightmares!!
I had a nightnare lastnight that has realy upset me allday, I firstly couldn't get to sleep so came down stairs at 12.20am and sat in agony on the soffa untill about 2.40am. while i was laying there in the darkness of my room, i saw what i can only describe as orbes floating around 2 very tiny dim glowing lights in the air! Im used to these sorts of things and thought nothing more of them and soon drifted of to sleep. To beging with i had in my dream, recieved a letter in the post which told me i had to go for my end of life time termination! Which meant i had to go to a place similar to a court house wait my turn in a que to be PUT TO SLEEP! jeff my husband was more than abliging and even filled the car with our kids and sat talking to a random guy in the waiting room. I panicked and decided to leave taking my 2 year old with me. then just as i aproached the door to leave i was grabbed by the arm and taken back up stairs to see the guy who was ready and waiting to give m

The Night
It was not a dark and stormy night. There was nothing about this night to distinguish it from any other. The wind didn’t gust so much as it meandered, too weak to rustle leaves or slap against windows in contempt. The sundown activity of this small community was listless, as if the sunset were no miracle at all. It was one of those nights that you go to the bar not because you’re looking for fun -- there’s no hope of that -- but because you are trying to anesthetize the boredom. Hemingway once wrote, "It’s awfully easy to be hard-boiled about things in the daytime, but at night it’s a different story." He was right. It’s the nighttime when the mind begins to swirl: Where am I going? What has my life become? It’s why bars are for the evenings. But I wouldn’t even call this night an "evening." An "evening" has character, some class even. It was simply a night. And this was a bitch of a night. Two guys were playing pool, shooting as though neither c

Nightlight
In the midst of your darkness- Feeling lost, alone or in need- Call upon me. A solid shoulder to cry on- A listening ear. One true exemption. No judgment. No criticism. If you let me, I’ll be your nightlight. I’ll be your friend. A soft glow in the shadows, helping you find your way.

A Night To Remember
A Night To Remember It was a dark and stormy night and Ted and Georgette were finally alone. It had been one of these days that seemed never to end -- one crisis after another. With all the fires extinguished to was time to start one of their own. Ted and Georgette had been married for 15 years. It was a wonderful marriage with two wonderful (at least they thought so) children, a nice house, (as those things were measured), and two psychotic cats (are there any other type?). Even after 15 years their love life was wonderfully fulfilling. However, something happened this night that they would be talking about for some time to come. Ted had a plan. It was Saturday Night after all and the kids were staying with friends. They were alone and Ted was determined to do what two married people are supposed to do when they are alone (and it was NOT pay the bills). He and Georgette settled into their bed and she snuggled up to Ted. She loved the way she fit in the crook of his arm and

A Night Of Horror
My day had started many hours before from a little motel where I had holed up the night before. I was so happy that I would be returning to the comforts of my own home and especially those of my large waterbed. My days on the road were few but they did offer me some inconveniences in my life’s travels. The day was beautiful as the bright sun was still in th eeastern sky so the temperature had not yet soared upward. People were bustling and hustling up and down the streets as I watched cars go quickly past me. People that I did not even know were pleasant as they greeted me warmly with the day’s greeting. Before leaving town I stopped by the local restaurant for a good breakfast meal. Entering the old diner shaped restaurant the fragrance of fresh baked goods filled my head. I also caught the smell of cooking eggs, bacon and many other breakfast foods. I made my way along the counter until I found an empty stool and sat down. A woman, young in age, came along with a cup

The Night
Staring up at the sky looking into the deepness. My mind is drifting getting lost in the burning diamonds shining their light upon me. They radiate the love and passion I feel deep inside myself right now. I yearn for you to be with me tonight. I savor each sensual kiss that bonds us. Tonight, for the first time, I am balanced between love and happiness. My body aches for your tender touch. I have to be honest, you're the only man I've ever wanted. Feeling your warm soft breath on my neck as you whisper sweet words I've been longing to hear you say. Words that prove the love you possess for me. Moving together in synch as we become one body... one heart, one soul--- one being. The tension and pleasure that was built up between us, now is released in a single massive explosion. Soft cries and muffled words are the only sounds that can be heard as we fall together against the comfort of the bed. The only blankets we use are each others arm

Night Ritual
Night Ritual Around, all around, the shadows gather. My dread grows as the Dark One's touch falls against my naked soul. It crushes me, and darkly my essence drips to the broken ground. In my madness I cry out while Death's shadow surrounds me. Now alone, my blood falls upon uncaring eyes. This is my salvation

The Nightclub Capture
If I have posted this before on my old profile, I do apologize. Feedback determines if the tale continues. Laura sat in the smoky bar and surveyed the crowd. She hated coming here, the drinks were always watered down and her clothes stank of stale cigarettes for days afterward. But the place had an uncanny knack for attracting the naïve young girls that she had found herself preying upon lately. Laura knew their type. They dressed in tight leather and fancied themselves players in the BDSM scene because their boyfriends had blindfolded them once or twice during sex. They considered themselves bisexual or lesbian because they had kissed their roommates once or twice in college. Laura was an experienced player in the BDSM scene. She had tried it all and she had enjoyed every minute of it. But she had trouble keeping a partner. Her previous playthings had found her too rough, and ended their association with her after the first session. She longed for a partner with whom

The Nightclub Abduction
Part 2 Laura’s mind was racing. The arm around her throat was squeezing tighter and she felt her herself begin to weaken as the oxygen left her body. The hand clamped over her mouth dug tightly into her skin, mashing her lips painfully against the palms of the intruder. “Are you all right, my pet?” the intruder asked. Laura thought for a moment that the question was intended for her. Then she saw Catherine nod her head. “Yes, Master” she said. Laura was confused. Did these two people know each other? What was happening? The unseen assailant forced Laura further into the room until they reached the far wall. He forced her to her knees, her legs stretched out behind her. He sat on them, pinning them to the floor. He removed his hand from her mouth. His arm disappeared from around her neck. He grabbed her flailing arms and forced them together against the small of her back. With one hand, he secured her arms and pushed her with tremendous force, trapping her body ag

Nightmares
Fell asleep this morning around 5:40 - 6:00. Then woke up 2 hours later. I hate nightmares. I hate having them, and I hate that they exist... I hate it more that I've been having the same nightmare for about 3 and half years now. I'm sick of this feeling that I get when I wake up. I'm sick of the feeling that I get when I go somewhere new, and think to myself "hey...have I been here before?" Deja Vu... more like Hell Avenue to me... Is it possiable to dream up a place that you've never been to before... and when you get to that exact place, it looks just like it did in the dream? I think I need to talk to someone about this... I just dont know who I can turn to for advice. -JSkitzo™

Night Terrors
What is that terror that creeps up on you while you are trying to sleep . Where does it come from ? One minut your safe and sound asleep , and the next minut you sit straight up covered in sweat and parilyzed if fear?You remain some where between unconsiousness and reality, wondering am i awake , am i asleep ,,, is this real ???????? Its not a nightmare, not a bad dream that you wake up from , this is a feeling that is more terrifying then that - Tonight i woke up with this Horrible feeling my son had disappeared , i sat straight up as i mentioned before i was shaking and i jumped up to run into his room his bed was empty....I FREAKED ....i know my son is @ my moms , but i still had to stop and think and look @ the time, and the date and really shake my head to relize i was ok and jake was with my parents for the night ...........WHY? I guess my mind is bored , or im just over exausted from my job, who knows .......thanks for listening Love always , Mizz P ( your res

Night Shift
Nigth Shift is cool cause the days go by, but its not living in a normal way. i feel like a vampier at night, sleep in tha day, up at night but, the freaks come out out night!, i see ppl thats adgil at night like a club seen at the jobsite. I been dun late night shifts in my younger yrs. , now its different 2 an older guy. 2day i was thinging it was Monday, its tose days off in betwen those hrs. , dosen't seem like a weekend! Just mind confusing! I'll have 2 adjust the way of having a job as a youngster 2 get this bigger pay than then.

Nightmare On Elm Street Remake
Nightmare on Elm Street Remake news Platinum Dunes partners Michael Bay, Brad Fuller and Andrew Form have been set by New Line to re-launch Freddy Krueger, the iconic psycho who haunts the subconscious dreams of teenagers and kills them in their sleep, reports Variety. Both franchises will be given a complete overhaul, something that Platinum Dunes provided in the Nispel-directed The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. New Line won't hire a writer on "Nightmare" until the writers strike ends. Platinum Dunes has now acquired the rights to remake all the iconic horror movies. (Except for 'Halloween.') Leatherface, Jason, and now Freddy Krueger are now property of Michael Bay. This info comes from: www.themovieblog.com thats a shame i was hoping there would be a prequel and i cant see anyone other then robert englund playing freddy What is your guy's thoughts?

Night Screams
running too slowly looking over one shoulder faster, through the bog something coming feet sticking, heart pounding it's coming pain is just one heated, fetid breath away heart lurching, lungs screaming legs burning no escape, can't see where it is knowing it's coming tears of frustration adrenaline surges steps coming slower hands grasping trying have to outrun now! go! faster! please! hot, rank exhalation on the back as.... suddenly... sitting up a choked off scream echoes through the dark sweat soaked sheets knotted around the bed eyes flicking from one darkened corner to the next. a nightmare... again... heart begins to slow respirations uneven but steadier oh well, no more sleep tonight. might as well get up on gelatin legs and start a new day. D. R. Hyden yeah, yeah, this one sucks, but i am just waking up, and write as i feel. HUGS!

The Night Out,,,
ok.. so in all actuality, I condsider myself niether a playre nor a lightweight, btu these Brasilian boys have just pushed me to a whole new level of drunken debauchery... not that it went too far in any given direction; Luis has a girlfriend that ngave him a curfiew...so here is am nback in my room at 9 or thereabouts... trying to sober up and damned glad i have no need todrive anywhere... i did buy a Brasilian made guitar (YAY)... that stands a chance of being a regular in the stable,,,a little mpe than i wanted to spend, but it's everything i wanted so pbpbpbpbppbpbpbpbpbffffftt... mine more later if i sober up...

Nightmares Are A Blessing
Darkness is my kingdom as astral vapors swirl about me, swaddling me in a blanket sewn of cosmic wind and undiscovered memories. Hidden within a locket lie all the answers the world has ever known and many more we dread. Aeons passed as nothing filled the endless void, a great black sea alive amongst the absence of life; great infernos rage, tumultuously tossed amidst illusion and unvision. Astral winds carry a scent of death and mystery, reminding us of a time when we were more than what we are now; a time of eldritch lore and cyclopean myth, where great creatures roamed, and we were free as we had never known; free to explore the cosmic sea, the astral void that we called home.

Night With Out A Dream
Sorry guys no dream last night. For some reason my stalker decided not to invade my head. Is it wrong that I really like the idea of being stalked. This isn't the first time I've dream of a stalker. Hell, when I've had guys that seems like they are getting to the stalker level, I tease the fuck out of them. I encourage it as much as possible. I've learned not even to tell friends about it. Its just me and the stalker, just like me dreams. I love being stalked its hot. But the dream didn't come last night so I guess we'll move on to the next subject today. Do guys like talking to girls about sex? I mean we are always told that "sex" is the only thing on a guys mind. Is that true? Is the only reason you are reading my blog is to hear me talk about my ass, tits, mouth , and pussy. Are you here only to hear about my little body being used and abuse? Do all guys like young girls? Which is better bald pussy or trimmed? Is it bad for a girl to always think about sex? If i

02/05/08 Night New Fu-angels
ARE THERE ANY ANGELS OUT THERE... HIT ME HEART OF FIRE UP AND THEN FAN, ADD AND RATE THESE ANGEL'S TO BECOME ONE OF THEM. LET'S KEEP IT GOING SO WE CAN ALL GET GOOD FRIENDS.... ALSO, NO YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE NO GODFATHER OR BE PAST A CERTAIN LEVAL TO BE AND ANGEL. THIS IS JUST TO MAKE GOOD FRIENDS... REMEMBER TO FAN ADD AND RATE ME AS WELL LOL!!! "Heart of Fire"~Co of E.D.F.B.~ Club FAR~ I customize pic's!!! ~?PH3NOM3N@L UNBR3@K@BL3 M3?~ CaSpEr...W.C. M.(under boss purdyfam) NO FAKE PEOPLE PLEASE!!!!I WILL BLOCK YOU’RE A** ~*Deliciously Evil*~ **Member of I.B.N** ******JUICY DEE****** Angel Eyes Club F.A.R MEMBER Special R Kay Brown Eyed Beauty~Club F.A.R. Member and Proud Official Greeter of Club F.A.R.~ ?Thyckie Thyck? Club FAR ? Baby-Gurl *FU wife to Cuppycake* ~FU- Bombers Family Manager/promotor~ BABY BLUE EYES GIRL **CLUB F.A.

Nightmare
Last night I had the strangest dream. It was so real, so life-like and so vivid. Let me describe it to you briefly... 1. Hillary wins the Democratic Party nomination for President of the United States 2. Naturally, she wants to choose as her running mate someone with a lot of knowledge and experience in government and foreign affairs, someone who is a seasoned campaigner who could bring a lot of strength to the ticket. Who better than Bill, her husband?!!! 3. Hill and Bill go on to win the election in November and the Democrats maintain control of the House and the Senate. 4. Hillary is sworn in as President on January 20, 2009. The next day, after all the inauguration parties are over, she calls a press conference to make an announcement: she is resigning as President!!! Bill, as the Vice President, immediately becomes President!!! This is all perfectly legal under the 22nd Amendment to the Constitution, for it states that "no person may be elected as president more th

A Night Out
In my hands I hold the key to who I wanna be Solutions to my problems are just sitting right in front of me I crush them up with a little bit of gun powder I should be where i want to be in a half an hour My mind trips i loose grip and sinkin' in My eyes roll and takes control and it begins Look in the mirror my relection slowing fades away A monster staring back hard black and his soul decays Theres nothing left but a shell and an urge to kill No voices in my head just the will of a couple pills A contact a metal mixed with XTC A knife in my hand and I know what i expect of me The bloodlust in the fear is what im lookin for Rush in my veins as i rush and slowly bleed this whore Its pure desire and it burns at me like fire Mercades and a murder spree is what it takes to get me higher Under a strobe im so hypnotised my pulse races Look atround the room and all i see is un-familiar faces Girls dancing with glow-sticks and body glitter Searching for t

A Night To Remember.....
My phone rings to hear your precious voice on the other end. You ask to come over and finish what we started. Before I was able to answer, you’re at my door knocking. You’re standing there wet from the down poor of rain outside. You then enter my place. You remove your coat to show off me all that manly body hidden under the coat. While, I am standing there in my Black bra wit Black boy shorts. I then give u a smile that would melt a glacier. You step closer to me and with ur lips give a me a kiss that made the world spin in reverse. U then start to caress my arms and back and I can feel my body starting to tense up. You then lift me into your arms and move this session to my bedroom. Silk sheets and soft pillows is where my body lays so softly. You then start from my feet with kisses and towards my breast but mange to caress one of my breasts with ur hands. My eyes close and you move my hands across my bed You then move up my legs as your tongue escapes your mouth. Past my

Nightmares
ever have one of those moments where you think you are dreaming. seems everything is going right and your are afraid someone will wake you up. my problem is i want someone to wake me up cause i think im living in a nightmare. seems nothing is going right and its hard to fing things to be thankful for. i have a couple of friends who i know love me (you know who you are) but they are almost on the other side of the country so i never get to see them. i have my mom who i love very much. dont get me wrong i am greatfull for these people but its hard to think that its enough. i fell in love with someone years ago. i honestly cannot see my life without him, but i guess he doesnt feel the same way. its hard to handle. i met someone recently who i thought i could spend some time with. then he tells me he is getting married. all of my friends are married. sometimes i wonder if something like that will ever happen for me. or is it really just a fairy tale? i have lived my life a certain way for

A Nightmare Is Over
Ok, im sorry for not being on fubar for the past month. I was sent to a state hospital by the cops in McKinney for supposedly being depressed which i was not. I was busy looking for work when i couldnt work day labor cause of the weather. My life has been a nightmare for the past month, but i have a new appreciation for life

Night Out
well... it's one of this times where you need to be supportive the boyfriend (24 years old) of my cousin (36 years old) kick/left/cut her on friday evening after more than 6 months of relation, and yesterday she said me if i would go out with her and another friend of her she was kinda sad, i could sense it i know it wasn't a long relation, but anyways, the excuse he gave was "that he doesn't like her anymore", when there was no fight, no problems, just one day he comes and says that under my own experience, i tend to think he found other younger girl and he just gave up with her for the age difference and the teenager kids she has, but could it be true or false? it's difficult to find an answer, mostly when you see there was no problems inside the relation but well i hope she recovers from this soon, i'm sure she will find someone that really worth it, more than this "arschloch" it got me too surprised, after all the plans she told me they had... who knows... any

Night Out On The Town
It was one of those rare moments when we had no kids. We just dropped them off at the parents to spend the night. Very rarely do we ever get time alone to ourselves. So we decided to go to the movies. You wanted to watch Jumper.. I wanted to watch Fools gold. We both told the guy which movie we wanted to watch. I thought,, how romantic..here we are night alone together..and watching different movies. You finally gave in and came to watch my movie with me. The movie was very good..of course how could it not be with Matthew McConaughy in it..and Kate Hudson. They both have a wonderful chemistry together. I had on a skirt. We sat in the back row. You reached over..pulled up my skirt enough to feel under it. I was damp from the fact that we were actually doing somthing we could get caught at. I continued to watch the movie..squirming somewhat in my seat. The movie finally ended. We left and went to the car wash. You wanted to wash the salt off the vehicle. So we get in the c

*nightmares Desire*
The Moon is creeping over the hill I feel its power growing in me Ive seen your face in the dim water I touch your face,It is cold And while I touch your humble face,I feel your cold embrace The watery grave grows Shwallow with fears And I sit like a dying leaf My ear is deaf My face full of tears I´ve once open my Eyes Wondering your still beside me And I look at the dim water The water is disturbed with thoughts of you I remember your eyes so blue Your smile full of cheers I´ve once again touch your humble face,It still cold and the wind blows on my face As is it a sweet kiss of you My dreams had been burned My hope flew away My fears lay ahead of me And All had been turn into a Nightmare... written by R.W.

Night Before Xmas
Ok, I know this is a little out of season, but I thought this would be a good way too kick off my blog. A Visit from Santa Twas the week before Christmas, with me at my house the tree lights they twinkled, off the thread of my blouse. The stockings were placed on my legs with great care in hopes that my Santa would touch me right there The keys to the handcuffs lay next to the bed while visions of bondage raced through my head I laced up my boots and tucked in the flap, Then jumped from the couch with a heated "oh crap" Beacause out on the lawn there was such a clatter I went to the window to see what was the matter Apart came the curtains a bit, just to see And there was my Santa, here just for me He came in the door, all dressed in black He began to disrobe, as he handed me a sack when what to my wondering eyes should appear but the body of a god and a to die for rear With a wonderful cock, so long and so think I grinned and I said "that should do the trick" an

The Night After
Wow!! what a blast we had... I didn't get as drunk as I thought that I would...stayed away from those damned tequlia sunrises... My sister got drunk but our friend out drank us all and we had to leave a little early to take her home.... We kept bouncing between Cody's and The Upper Deck.. But all in all I had a good time... And really enjoyed myself...

Night Into Morning
Sorry I was up all night. My hand hurts big time. That means no dream stalker. If I have more typos then normally please excuse me my right hand is in bad shape. Actually all the typing I do in handcuffs is actually coming in handy. With handcuffs sometimes you can't reach the "right" key with the "right finger" so you have to be aware of how things feel. That did feel normal.....oooops typo. With my right hand like it is sometimes you have to use different fingers. Sorry my middle finger isn't touching anything much less the "i" key. I NEED SOME KANDI luv ta

Nightmares
The first dream that woke me I was at Albertsons (Grocery) w/ Clint and there was some fat chick we were talking to maybe the chick from the gas station then Clint went out of the side door near her and I realised that it was a guy instead and he had a gun and when I went past him he put it to my neck but it was a tazer and he shocked me and I woke up rigid from shock and feeling paralized. The second dream began with me wanting food and my dad was getting chinese but I had no money and Ross wouldnt get me any, my grandpa offered me cheese w/ crackers and sausage which I ate but I was upset that nobody would let me share of there food. I found a ferret it was white and tan and I looked for a place to keep it but I found a fishtank instead so my dad just said let it run with the cats and I did and it was fine. I had friends where I stayed there that I partied with and besides no food I was good. Then Ross moves us away to some apartment that cost like 1250 a month

The Night Jesus Came...
It was the night Jesus came and all through the house, not a person was praying, not one in the house ... The Bible was left on the shelf without care, for no one thought Jesus would come there ... The children were dressing to crawl into bed, not once ever kneeling or bowing their head.. And Mom in the rocking chair with babe on her lap, was watching the Late Show as I took a nap . When out of the east there rose such a clatter, I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter .... Away to the window I flew like a flash, tore open the shutters and lifted the sash . When what to my wondering eyes should appear,but Angels proclaiming that Jesus was here ..... The light of His face made me cover my head... was Jesus returning just like He'd said .... And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth, I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself .... In the Book of Lif e which he held in his hand, was written the nam

Night Of Your Life
Night of Your Life As I take you this night into my arms, And avail you now with all my charms, Taking the time to show you what's right, And giving you the night of your life. Gently brushing your lips with mine, As my hands slides slowly down your behind, Softly whispering in your ear, All the words you love to hear. My breath on your neck send shivers to you soul, You melt into my arms as the passion takes hold, Quickly the clothes fall to the floor, Teasing, leaving you begging for more. Rising up as the passion ensues, Pleasing you with all that I do, Taking you time and time again, Leaving you fulfilled and exhausted in the end. Now as you sleep wrapped here in my arms, Safe and content, protected from harm, A smile slowly comes over your face, For finally you have found your place. DQA

Nightmare
How Much Further Into This Nightmare? By Frosty Wooldridge 1-22-7 When Do We Say "Uncle," and Get A Life? Are we hypnotized, or mesmerized? Can an entire civilization possess a death wish? Can Americans, by our own apathy, encourage their own destruction? Can American citizens be that stupid? Are our leaders that corrupt? Can Americans be that disinterested as the core of their values rots like fish in three-day-old garbage? Look around fellow Americans. You've got Muslims swearing-in on the Koran in the United States Congress. That book stands diametrically opposed to the U.S. Constitution. Those who follow the Koran expect to kill Jewish and Christian nations. The Koran states it emphatically. Islamists expect to wipe Christians off the face of the earth! It's the prime directive of those who follow the Koran to "convert or kill all non-believers." And, yet the people of Minnesota elected a man who follows a religion bent on destroying Western humanity.

Night Desires
Silently I walk across the floor, Pausing at the side of the bed. I look down into your sleeping face. A peaceful smile upon it. I know you are dreaming, And I hope it is of me. I touch my fingers to your cheek. Lightly trace your cheekbone. As my fingers slide down your face, I bend over and lightly kiss your lips. You stir in your dreamy sleep. And sigh, turning over slightly. My fingers have a mind of their own, Trailing lightly down your arm. I kiss you again, and your eyes flutter. I have a need to wake you, To look into your love filled eyes, So I begin to caress your body, Trailing kisses behind my fingers, As my mouth reaches your navel, I look up and find your eyes on me. A slight smile curves your lips, As my kisses slowly go lower. My eyes never leave your gaze, As my lips touch your hot need. My tongue leaves a trail of fire. You draw in your breath and close your eyes. My fingers wrap around your hardness. You feel the heat of my mouth around yo

Night Desires 2
I see you sitting there, thinking, I wonder if it is about me. Your name dances across my lips, And you turn to me and smile. The way your eyes light up amazes me. Speaking volumes with just a look. The electricity crackles me between us. As our hearts tune into each other. You get up from your seat, And my heart begins to race, As you walk slowly towards me. You stop mere inches away, My body starts to tingle, And a fire blazes through me. I feel your caress everywhere, But you have yet to touch me. The look in your eyes sets me on fire. You raise your fingertips to my lips, Touching them, then grazing my cheek. Your fingers slide into my hair, And you pull my lips to yours. As our lips touch I melt into you, My hands coming up to your shoulders, And sliding around to hold your head. You pull me close and we touch everywhere, Wanting as much contact as possible. You pull me towards the bed, Our hands roaming each others bodies. The urgency building between

Nightdreamer
Dreams are elusive like the shimmer in fresh dew. So distant, abusive Nightmares, please don't come true. Yet one night I can't help but want this dear life with pure colors felt but no agony, no strife. Other nights I flip out, I wake up, I cry, I wail. Sobs bubble up and I just shout. My body quivers, my skin so pale. The time's right, there's laughter- The end is near, hope has gone to gloom- Maybe just maybe there's happily ever after- But maybe the blood stains shall bloom. There is no way to evade the nightmares or the dreams. I can't help what my dark mind has made. I lash out, I freak out, emptily I scream. Great dissatisfaction when I open my eyes- The happiness impossible, never to be. Crazed laughter transforms to cries, "Oh please, oh please, let that happen to me." Exhaustion is too tempting When the other choice is sleep The choice is wavering. So maybe tonight, I'll just hope to dream tomorrow. And hope dreams are possible in this impossible dream.

Night & Day
It starts with a whisper Her voice vibrates gently in my ear I reach out to touch her porcelain skin With bodies like day and night Our passion sets the world aflame In an instant, our worlds collide Too long i have waited for this time.

Night Into Day
Night into Day The roads are quiet As the night descends Walking along the street As each light passes overhead The darkness reclaims the day As its own, a world different From day. The memories, the dreams Are always vivid like stars In the night. Listen , Look, Wondering Where have the sounds gone Deserted like the grains of sand Gathering at the edge of town. Walking , running, where will it lead Hours and minutes pass by Thoughts and Ideas constant in my head. Leading me one way then another Like a maze in life as it is in dreams. The first rays of light appear The sun our savior from the darkness Another day begins As the night disappears…………………..

Nightly
And nightly I contemplate... my head slowly pounding from the spinning thoughts that evade me. The escape at arms reach yet too far to grab onto. Silently praying... for something, anything that will make this better, that will make me stop crying nightly.

Nightmare And Fear Of Loss
I had a dream, no...more like a nightmare...that has given indication of someone close to me taking her life... I have had dreams come true before. But I fear this one more then any other. I left the one who loved me like no other girl has recently. She was to visit in may for the first time, and our first dinner date to occur. But it never happened... In the dream that occured the night I left her, we were on our date. I left her...she cried walking away from the table. Not knowing why I left, as I also didn't give a reason on the phoen that night. The dream skips a scene, and Im standing, staring at a billboard nearby my house. I don't recall the message, but I know inside it was about me and rachel. After reading it I began crying...feeling as if rachel never existed..as if all my memories of her had faded away, vanished... I walked home...someone asked me if I was alright, I responded no, I wasn't alright. and I woke from my dream... Could the billboard be a bulliten

Nightmares
I dream of horror Of demons in the night And when they are bad I wake in shivery fright The sweat soaks me And chills upon my skin I try to sleep again But the nightmares re begin Why does this happen What need I to do Are my memories that bad Or of things I am yet to do .

Nightmares.
Fall into sleep like a drunk coma's onset with no hope of waking. Press into me and I'll tear into you. The poison tastes like hope. Betray me with hollow words and blackened lips. Pull back the jaw and open the eternity of your decay. Sincerity nonexistant. Acid eyes. Pieces of you remain on the floor, only to remind of the years past. I drown the memory with every salve under the sun, but I can still taste you. I still smell you on my skin. Every night I'm awakened, disturbed by the same crushing dream. The same fucking reality. Her eyes gazing into those of another.

Night One
So I get a text from Ms. Mojito that Captain Cooter is driving her completely insane, that he's driving her crazy. He texts me this morning saying that he drove her crazy. Sounds to me like they're having a good time :D

Night Two...
Currently on the phone with Ms. Mojito and she said that they are on their way to get some movies and hang out. I got some pictures texted today. I'm so jealous that she's somewhere much warmer than where I am. She's currently recovering from jet lag, but is feeling a little bit better now. I just lost signal, but she is alive and well and enjoying Captain Cooter!

A Nightmare
" A Nightmare" A nightmare can happen anywhere. In your dreams or when your awake,everywhere. We all know that in our dreams at night, when a nightmare happens we can over come it. But when a nightmare happens when we are awake; its like time just slowed down like a slow moving ship. You really can't believe its happening. You have to blink a few times to understand it. Your shocked at first. But reality hasn't set in yet. Your so numb all over and everything around you is a blur at frist. You really don't get it yet. It plays back in your head over and over. Saying to yourself this isn't happening; it just a nightmare, and I will wake up soon, all it will be over. A nightmare... Rhoda Suzette Doggett Copyright ©2008 Rhoda Suzette Doggett

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Nightmares... Or Worse...
ok... so since i am totally random i am gonna let ya'll hear something... kinda... well read it actually ok.... so lately i've been waking up screaming... and if i am lucky... i dont wake anyone else when i do i cant really remember them i just know that there is something in them that terrifies me.., so i dont sleep much anymore.... am i bein silly for not wanting to sleep?

A Night After The Show
A Night After The Show I was laying on the hood of my car after the concert listening to the music coming from the busses across the way. I keep my eyes closed to make it easier to concentrate on the throbbing beats flowing through the chilled night air. Keeping my arms crossed I tried to keep in as much warmth as I could, and wearing just a sweatshirt didn’t seem to provide the protection I thought it would when I packed it the night before. From the distance I hear a noise, different from the music, slowly getting closer. I keep my eyes closed thinking that it was just a late spectator soon to pass me by. I notice that whatever it was didn’t seem to be veering from my direction. I slightly open one eye to view someone coming up on a bike, but then close my eye again trying to get back into the distant tunes. Unexpectedly I hear a strangely familiar voice from beside me ask, “So, what are you doing out here in the dark by yourself? Aren’t you worried that you might get hurt

Night Hunger.
Who are those girls standing on the corner tonight. They'll spill all your pearls definitely make you feel right. You think you recognize one or two from your best magazine. You stare and fantasize about a wild unpredictable scene. Obsessively mad blocking traffic while circling by you want one so bad. It feels like you're going to cry. You've got a night hunger playing with your master and slave. Night hunger it's obvious from how you behave. Your night hunger never satisfies what you crave. Night hunger follows you to the grave. You need to tell your mama you're not the boy she thought that you were and your favorite panorama is hot legs in some boots and spur. The solution to your problem might be right in the palm of your hand, since although you want to rob them of their private possessions you can't. You've got a night hunger playing with your master and slave. Night hunger it's obvious from how you behave. Your night hunger never satisfies what you

Night Prowls
I was just majorly checkout out...by a coyote at work. The damn thing walked right into the lobby a moment ago (I think he saw me smokin outside and got curious when I went back). Took me throwing a rice crispy to get him out.

The Night
The night is lit with star light. A Full moon’s glow, Adds to the light. I dance before you, With naked skin. My essence fills your manly senses. You want the sweet nectar that lies with in. My little girl eyes entice you in a special way. My hips start to sway as I come closer. My breast moving in a seductive way. I stir you in a mystical way, I mesmerize you making you stay. Your manhood rises without a touch. My charisma touches you in a profound way. You take the magic in your fingers, And press the tips upon mine. Not a word needs to be said because the enchantment has begun. Define moves Come from me, My body flows erotically. The hunger in you starts to rise, As you relish the thirst I stir in you. Absolution is what I announce, As I dance all about. I torment you in a tantalizing demenor, As you beseech me to come a little closer. Responding back I say to you, Your admiration has room to grow. Capativating you as I become yours Want me now as well

Nightly Prayer
Feeling so sad and used, mad and abused Tons of emotions warring within My heart and head in such a spin Why did I do this, why didn’t I resist? Now I’m under so much stress Oh, what a mess! I refuse to cry, I just want to die My concience won’t leave me be Won’t someone please help me? I’ve learned the hard way People never mean what they say But when they "accidently" hurt you That’s what they really meant to do They’re making me crazy, all is hazy When I lay me down to sleep I pray to fall into a dream so deep That the Lord will give me a break Or I pray my soul to take Because I can’t handle another day of this All because I couldn’t resist

Nightmare
I keep having the same dream It rather disgust me But leads to a mysterious answer That I am afraid is true Just the thought of it bother's me It has nothing to do with my man Total opposite of woman/girls I have nothing against my kind I am attracted Just the fact of this nightmare Won't stop Keep's repeating Even though it's hard to get Out of my mind Life has it's game I think this one is it Or my mind Need help as I can see Guess until I get situated Might as well finish the dream Even though it grosses me out

Nigh Of Shades...
commentburner.com the oaths are not seen in the shade there is no joy in sorrow the sun went out after having left now-country is could and dead the wind gets a could feel I GO AS A SHADE..SHADES FOR A NIGHT you did not give heart at all your untrue words only so you took my ligh from me everything the crack was got by the clock a fate and now the voice is toneless I GO AS A SHADE..SHADES FOR A NIGHT

Night Time Skies
In the city the skies are like a light blue Which makes it hard to see the stars In the country the skies are filled with stars Which makes it lovely The night time skies have a moon That shines so bright Where the star surround The night time skies are beautiful To stare with someone you love At an over ease in Texas A romantic spot to see The night time sky At a park The night time skies Are what we love to see It's so graceful Beauty of the sky Is wonderful At Night The night time skies

A Night Out (ok So This Is My First Foray Into Writing Erotica)
He knows me so very well. He knows just exactly how to please me no matter what it is I want. Sexually, he is my only equal. Both of us being the variant sexual creatures that we are, we require an abundant diversity of fantasies and control scenarios. I knew the instant I received his text message that tonight was going to be an incredible evening. “tix 2 concert. 2nite. u in skirt and stockings.” He was only going to be at work for about another hour. Immediately I got dressed. Not knowing what the night held, I hardly wanted to risk being late or irritating his impatience. I rummaged through my lingerie drawer looking for the perfect pair of stockings. Finding them, I slipped into sheer black, backseamed stockings and my black garter belt. Underneath I had donned a pair of white, very delicate lace panties. Checking the clock, I realized I needed to hurry just a little. As I pulled my sexiest skirt out of my closet an idea hit me. Standing in front of my bathroom mirr

Nightmares
Tomorrow I will wake And I'll despize the dreams I dreamt For every passing day Just brings one more failed attempt At finding meaning in the chaos And the truth unrealised When the meaning's been forgotten And the truth's been compromised I search for salvation At the foot of satan's bed I seek my redemption But find damnation instead I long for some answers But the questions still remain And even in broad daylight All that I can see is pain And my troubles are reflected In my nightmares everynight Demons taunt me in my dreams Until I wake in fright Each night I fight off sleep Until it finally pulls me in And when I think I've seen the worst The real horrors begin And when I think it's over It starts over again The nightmares blend together And it seems there is no end I contemplate an ending To my pain and suffering And yet I fear the darkness I know that it would bring

Nightmares
Well today will consist of being with a friend for a bit and talking then back to weatherford to go horse back riding on my new horse Midnight...yep she's all mine. The last few nights I've not wanted to sleep. I wake up screaming and it's just been horrible. My past has come back to hit me dead on. Let me tell you alittle bit about it. Married young...to an abusive SOB...was stabbed and thrown down a flight of basement stairs..left to die. 6 wks later I woke up in a hospital ICU. Memories of what happened flashed backs the works. The unfortunate part was that the person who did it was sitting next to my bedside...I kept my eyes closed and buzzed the nurse...when she came in...she was shocked to see I was awake. I told her to get him away from me and I didn't want him in my room again. Police were called and statements were taken. Anyhow, to make a long story short..my nightmares are about this...they seem to be making me relive and relive it ..over and over again. I suppose it i

Nightbride Doll Goodies..
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The Night Of My Dream....
I site here pone my bedroom, thinking about nothing but you. Wishing and hoping you where here, holding me nerve. I want for the day, where I can onsets more lay a pone your beating chits. With a light berth a pone my neck, anticipating for it onsets more. Craving for you, that touch pone my skin, more and more, I think about that ever lasting night. For it fills like it just was not a naughty, for me to just be satisfied with that being the last of are lusting passion for one a nether. Pone the gleaning flame of the fire from are lasting pasha, with to hot and sweating body’s up a gist one a nether. With out a broth to birth, I crave for more, from him. He touch me with his soft hands all ovary my body, with a slate touch. Just a naughty to get me to the edge. For the craving I have for him to tack me thin, and there. Wanting more for him, he mend me want logger. Htouched me in such a way, that know man handed ever touched me. What was I to do! With my hands bound to the bed, I co

Night In The Park
Night in the Park You're walking around there in the dark, As your lover and you sneak into the park, Through the gate you walk hand in hand, Enjoying the warmth in the touch of his hand. He pushes you up against a tree, Pinning your body as his hands roam free, There is a thrill in thought of getting caught, Increasing your desires that cant be fought. He lifts your shirt, the breeze caressing your skin, The heat of his touch, the coolness of the wind, Exciting you now as he caresses your nipple, Moaning out loud as your body is covered in goose pimples. The pleasure, the pain, first his tongue then the bark, Such a wonderful feeling here in the park, Sucking in your nipple oh so deep, Your hands on his shoulders feeling the heat. You know with the ways things did begin, There is only one way it is going to end, Pushing his head lower, you start to moan, As he undoes your pants you let out a groan. The breeze can not cool the fire you've found, As y

Night In The Park
You're walking around there in the dark, As your lover and you sneak into the park, Through the gate you walk hand in hand, Enjoying the warmth in the touch of his hand. He pushes you up against a tree, Pinning your body as his hands roam free, There is a thrill in thought of getting caught, Increasing your desires that cant be fought. He lifts your shirt, the breeze caressing your skin, The heat of his touch, the coolness of the wind, Exciting you now as he caresses your nipple, Moaning out loud as your body is covered in goose pimples. The pleasure, the pain, first his tongue then the bark, Such a wonderful feeling here in the park, Sucking in your nipple oh so deep, Your hands on his shoulders feeling the heat. You know with the ways things did begin, There is only one way it is going to end, Pushing his head lower, you start to moan, As he undoes your pants you let out a groan. The breeze can not cool the fire you've found, As your pants fall slowly t

Nightmares- - Poem
I wake up with fear in the middle of night. I know this isn't right anxiety from fright. Something I cannot fight. Why do they torture me so The nightmares that use to come and go. And, now... well continue to grow. They induce such anxiety pain My soul they emotionally drain The lack of sleep, I am going insane Something I cannot explain. No one to comfort me From terrors unseen No comfort for my need All I can do, is hope and pray to be free.

The Night You Died
I place my hand upon your cheek, The words are hard for you to speak. I nod my head and try to smile, You've been fading for a while. And now you lay upon this bed, Barely alive, almost dead. The color fades from your face, Those times we shared I can't erase. So young, alive and much in love, Now angels call you from above. I can't let go, please stay with me, Closing my eyes, can't bare to see. The silent angels that took you away, But in this heart, you'll always stay. I took for granted all we shared, To late to show how much I cared. I'll never forget, or let you go, For in my heart, I loved you so. You died tonight, but in my heart, Together forever, and never to part.

Night Time
last night I was feeling DEAD tired at work, and at around 1am this creepy bastard came into the business center (I work at a hotel) and sat on the inetz. I didnt care, since I'd rather let him use it than get stabbed or raped. However, I didnt notice how I fell asleep (with a freak about 20 ft from me probably lookin up goat porn). I woke up to some guy ( a different one) standing there. I was completely in a haze, and wasn't completely awake. I said that I am wiped out, and he said that he understands completely. And then he told me that my lips are really red. ?????? Is that...a statement? A come on? Or wtf? weird...also the bizarre inet guy was gone, I didnt see him leave.

Night Worth The Wait
Probably what surprised him most was the way it felt. He'd looked at her legs for a long time. And tonight, in particular, he'd watched them as she walked. But now, with his hand on her thigh, it felt firmer than he had expected. It was also smoother than he'd expected. It was amazing how different a leg felt when it was sheathed in black hose. He loved black hose. Her leg was warm, alive, and it was so smooth. Not slippery smooth, but silky smooth. And I guess that made sense, because it was silk and it was smooth. He had been surprised when, at dinner, she reached over and touched him. She lightly stroked his face with her fingertips, and she touched him. The surprise was not just that she touched him, as they rarely even held hands, but that she initiated the contact. Only once before had she initiated physical contact, and they both remembered where that nearly lead. On the walk over she'd leaned into him. She had held not just his hand, but his arm. He thought at first it

A Nightmare
WARNING!!!!!! This story is filled with graffic details, and violence sex, if this offends you, please stop here! An assignment by Lord Fury A NightMare She checked all the doors, and the windows, to make sure they were all locked. She went into her room turning off all the lights behind her, and turning on the one in her room, on her bedside table. Slowly peeling off her white dress shirt and bra, next her black long skirt and matching panties. she started the shower in the bathroom, feeling the water to ensure that it was warm enough to climb into, she pulled the glass door open and slipped into the shower, slowly closing the door behind her. She began to wet her hair and slender body, savoring every minute of the nice warm water , as it soothed her aching muscles....It had been a very long hard day at the office, and she could not think of anything better, than getting cleaned up and laying down for the night. She worked some shampoo into a lather and began to wa

A Night's Pondering.
The cool night air wraps around me as I stare into the sky, Moon high above the world like a silver orbs surrounded by millions of glowing diamonds, I walk and ponder and wonder if there's some one fore me, Many have given me something yet they never stay, I've given something and taken so much more, My flaws are my undoing yet I know not what they are, I'm not perfect and there's no way I can be, I do what I can and thats all I can do, I'm alone and I'm tired of it, Longing to find some one I can stand and be able to kiss them and know it's not a kiss but a show of affection, To make love not just mindless sex, Sex is meaningless with out emotions, I wear my heart on my sleeve I try to make other's happy, Yet at my own expeince, They maybe happy yet I am not, This is what I don't want, I want the happynes and I want thier's too, This is one of my downfalls I'm too nice, I'm to eager to please, Yet I end up in heartache and pain, No longer do I wish for this, For a

Nights Of Sensual Fire
Nights of Sensual Fire by LateNiteFantasy© The blue rain is tap dancing on sidewalks of angel food cake; lovers are running into walls trying to gain entrance to paradise. Fools embrace the darkness as light; a nymph wears a purple chastity belt; but there is a golden path available that leads to a magical palace; it is there were sensual fire burns with volcanic energy and lust: lips meet, bodies entwine, tongues explore deep secrets, orgasms abound; these nights of sensual fire originate, and are given to an erotic few, like us: gods and goddesses in Eros' temple. Come, I feel a chill in the air.

Nightlife
*Posts under the Q&A blog are here to give the viewers a chance to give me some feedback and tell me about yourselves. 1 Is your favorite pub the type of place where everyone knows everyone? 2 what comes to mind when I mention the word, "kareoke"? 3 high fashion classy nightclubs or scary gross dive bars? 4 do you live in a hick town where everything closes shortly after dark? 5 do you roll with a tight group of friends or are you more of a loner?

Nightmare
In our own world Light perceives light Senses are the filters that project reality Is this real or a nightmare? Is this real or just a dream? We are always dreaming Awake and asleep Mind free or shackled Choice ours to make Breathe every moment Deciding your fate Master of experience Or a slave to fear Live every moment As if it was your last Accept your reality And don’t run away

Nightmare
Sweet little ones all around. Surrounded by angels that are great joys. Without them I would be no where. Lost and alone I don't know how much I can take. It's like a drug. I need another dose. Bloody roses fill the room. Darkness all around me. I am going deeper into my own world. Someone save me before it's too late. Then the moon shines through. I open my eyes and I can't be more happy. It was all a nightmare as I see you there. I lay back down as I cry out a tear.

The Night Is Cold
The night is cold, and so am I It's you I want by my side To hold you close, to feel your love Understanding one another just in a single touch. With a single glance, you lift my heart. I was lucky to find you Lucky you need me the way I need you. As we see each other in our dreams, Sharing perfect moments, Sharing an eternal love, Wanting to never leave. Reality comes and once again I am cold, I am alone. But my heart keeps me warm. Remembering my dreams, Remembering you.

The Night Before Christmas
The Night Before Christmas Twas the night before Christmas, And all through the house, Everybody felt shitty, Even the mouse. With mom at the whore house And Dad smoking grass, I'd just settled down For a nice piece of ass. When out on the lawn I heard such a clatter, I sprung from my piece To see what was the matter. Then out on the lawn, I saw a big dick, And I knew in a moment That it must be Saint Nick. He came down the chimney Like a bat out of hell, And I knew right away That the fucker had fell. He filled all our stockings With pretzels and beer, And a big rubber dick For my brother, the queer. He rose up the chimney With a thunderous fart; The damn son of a bitch Blew the chimney apart! He swore and he cursed, As he rode out of sight, "Piss on you all, And have a hell of a night!"

Night
Night is the worst time Night is a hard time Why can't I sleep Why can't I rest Pain in my heart Pain in my eyes Lost is my true love Lost is my heart The night is dark Dark are my thoughts Lost is the daylight Lost is my life Night is like death Night is so cold Hurt when I rest Hurt in my soul Longing for you Longing to hold you Lost forever Lost to the night

Night By Elie Wiesel
“One day I was able to get up, after gathering all my strength. I wanted to see myself in the mirror hanging on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto. From the depths of the mirror, a corpse gazed back at me. The look in his eyes, as they stared into mine, has never left me.”

Night Time Sky
YOUR BEAUTY IS LIKE A NIGHT TIME SKY YOUR EYES TWINKLE LIKE THE STARS IN THA SKY YOUR SMILE SHINES BRIGHT LIKE THE MOON IN THE SKY EVERYTIME I LOOK UP AT THE NIGHT TIME SKY I THINK OF YOU & YOUR BEAUTY IF YOU WERE EVER TO TAKE YOUR BEAUTY AWAY FROM ME I WOULDN’T HAVE ANYTHING TO BRING ME JOY AFTER A HARD DAY I WANT TO BE YOUR DAY & NIGHT YOUR JOY & HAPPINESS, I WANT TO BE YOUR EVERYTHING YOU BRING ME JOY WHEN I’M DOWN LIGHT WHEN I’M BLINDED WITH DARKNESS YOU’RE MY EVERYTHING MY NIGHT TIME SKY

Night Night Time
she lays there in the heat wishing she could exscape it.. just fresh out of a bubble bath smelling so clean and fresh but yet the heat is so hot. she finely falls off to sleep. she starts to dream and the feeling of a hand slowly wraping its self around her thighs and up towards her tummy she opens her eyes and a set of sea green eyes looking at her he bends down and kissess her so soft so sweet gets her going and wanting.. he slides his toung down her neck and between her breast on to her tummy and up again starting all over teasing her. she is in heaven. his hands tantalizing her body with light touches or wanting to be so much closer.

The Night We Where More Than Just Friends
Category: Writing and Poetry I knew the day would come. When we would be in this moment, at this crossroad. So much time we have invested in each other. Now are eyes are locked in this lustful embrace. I see your pupils widen. I feel your heart pounding Hear your body calling for me. Thoughts that run threw both of our minds. Time to make a choice. We been here before I time or two. one or other backed out because of fear. Afraid to lose a friend! Knowing this lead to our end. I've wanted this since I laid eyes on you. Wanted for so many nights to reach out and kiss those lips. Imagined in so many day dreams me waking up with you in my arms. Feeling your soft caramel skin pressed against my own. Now where here at this moment once again. I don't have the strength to look away! So I gaze deeper deeper into those angelic eyes. Hoping you don't have the strength to fight neither. We kiss for the first time and shock waves run all

Night Fear
Night Fear by LateNiteFantasy© I'm running through my nightmare I can't seem to catch my breath Whatever the Hell is chasing me Surely intends my death I can't see where I'm going I don't know where I've been My heart is pounding like a drum And my muscles are on fire I've no idea what I'm running from And things are seeming mighty grim A deathly chill fills my soul And the light is getting dim A glance behind me shows teeth & shadows I can feel the rumble of it's fearsome tread I can sense the beast behind me My thoughts are filled with dread My legs are moving faster But I think I'm slowing down The panting of my pursuer stirs the air around my head Somewhere in the pit of my soul I know it's just a dream But until I wake I'll tell you my friend I ain't about to stop.

Night Rider
Night Rider by LateNiteFantasy© she stalks the night lurking in shadows burning hot in the cold night rider she screams rage at the skies as others live the life she desires but is denied night screamer until the darkness has passed and the stars begin to fade and she knows it is almost time night howler so she lingers at dawn luminescent and breathless tense with anticipation night haunter but as his golden hair touches the midnight blue sky she shies back from the light night shadow their eyes meet as their hands never will across a distant horizon night rider ages ago, with a look, they both learned their fate to love, but not to have night dweller and so she must flee before him weeping for their pain as he hopelessly whispers her name daylover

Night Life
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