Thursday, August 26, 2010

10 Years of Love, Struggle, Happiness, Worries and Pleasure, Angel.


"You can never hold back spring
You can be sure, I will never stop believing
The blushing rose that will climb
Spring ahead, or fall behind

Winter dreams the same dream, every time
Baby, you can never hold back spring
And even though, you've lost your way
The world is dreaming, dreaming of spring

So close your eyes, open your heart
to the one who's dreaming of you

And, you can never hold back spring
Remember everything that spring can bring
Baby, you can never hold back spring
Baby, you can never hold back spring"
................
"So if you find someone, someone to have, someone to hold
Don't trade it for silver, oh don't trade it for gold
Cause I have all of life's treasures and they're fine and they're good
They remind me that houses are just made of wood
What makes a house grand, oh it ain't the roof or the doors
If there's love in a house, it's a palace for sure
But without love it ain't nothin' but a house
A house where nobody lives
But without love it ain't nothin' but a house
A house where nobody lives"

~Tom Waits "You can never hold back spring" and "House where nobody lives"

Posted by Bjorn

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Happy Anniversary Lover ~

I love when you crave my sea-stained sweetness ...


Posted by Joanna ~



Saturday, August 21, 2010

Poem for Her


The Craving Caress
by
Robert W. Birch  

Cradled between your tender thighs
I lift you to my mouth.
The abundance of your wetness greets me
and my mouth overflows with your warm essence.
Your sweet taste is on my tongue
and your fragrance delights my senses.
No gentle lick this visit.
No bashful cautious approach
For I wish to consume you.


Push against my hungry mouth
As the tip of my tongue slides up the slippery furrow
that welcomes me between rows of delicate pink petals.
Thrust against my generous tongue.


Show me the power of your desire
for my tounges caress.
My exploring tongue lifts the hood
and finds your smooth firm pearl.
You squeal in that unique way,
signaling that I have found your special spot.
I harden in response.


My jaws protests what my open mouth provides
but I am unrelenting in my gift,
intent only on your fulfillment.
I feel your body tense,
and you are quiet now...
Concentrating... bearing down.
Soon now my love,
ecstasy approaches.


You push hard and fast against my tongue,
shameless in using me
and I so willingly comply
until you cry out...
and in your satisfaction,
I will find mine,
But mine will be the greater.


Posted by Bjorn


Saturday Night Hardcore.

Ahhh come on, Joanna, you know you like it..*Grin*




Posted by Bjorn


For Joanna, Late Friday night.


"Last night I dreamed that I was dreaming of you
And from a window across the lawn I watched you undress
Wearing your sunset of purple tightly woven around your hair
That rose in strangled ebony curls
Moving in a yellow bedroom light
The air is wet with sound
The faraway yelping of a wounded dog
And the ground is drinking a slow faucet leak
Your house is so soft and fading as it soaks the black summer heat
A light goes on and the door opens
And a yellow cat runs out on the stream of hall light and into the yard


A wooden cherry scent is faintly breathing the air
I hear your champagne laugh
You wear two lavender orchids
One in your hair and one on your hip
A string of yellow carnival lights comes on with the dusk
Circling the lake with a slowly dipping halo
And I hear a banjo tango

And you dance into the shadow of a black poplar tree
And I watched you as you disappeared


I watched you as you disappeared
I watched you as you disappeared
I watched you as you disappeared"

~Tom Waits "Watch her disappear"








Posted by Bjorn


Thank you for the song and images, husband. I crave you from a place .. filled with desire ... lust.. and love for you.

Your Joanna ~


Friday, August 20, 2010

This just in! Sarah Palin launches new career!

When asked what made her take this drastic step she replied: "I suck anyway, so why not try and make a living out of it"


Posted by Bjorn


Sunday, August 15, 2010

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Quote for Her.

"she was sharp as a razor...and soft as a prayer"
~Tom Waits "Bad liver and a broken heart"







Posted by Bjorn

I'm home husband ...

And I arrive with images ~







Posted by Joanna~


Nice post, HoneyLips..I loved them all but especially the second and last.
But You knew that. And you know your images invades my Soul.


Posted by Bjorn

Friday, August 13, 2010

You can...

..come Home now, Joanna.





Posted by Bjorn

It's been a while...

...since I posted something for the duchess, Joannas alter ego.... She likes it on Her knees..She likes it on all fours...She likes to be told...She likes a little Pain..She Willingly Swanks for it...It makes hur Cunt wet and Joanna is shy..and that makes me love her even more. 






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Posted by Bjorn

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Regarding...

...our texting earlier, Joanna.











Posted by Bjorn


Oh husband.. that you're a horny, and very naughty man ... thrills me.


Joanna~



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