Yes, posting my writings again. So hope you enjoy the new stuff ^_^


~Missing our love~

Oh how I miss thee…
Thy ardent touch in which you bewitched me
Your honey suckle kisses all over me
Sending tingles as each are planted in sweet luscious love and desire
Almost fulfilling, yet yearning for more

Oh my love,
Please come home already
I swear this sanctum feels as if your spirit fades
Slowly without your presence
Becoming somewhat ethereal…

Although I dare not grieve
For thy love is as boundless as the seas
And so I shall wait desperately
Because such return will be much sweeter
When I welcome thee with open arms
That is my only solace until then
…my love…

~Janet~

wow janet mi amor, this one touches my heart as do most of thy ardent writings.
i feel such frustraited longing in this one....a longing that nothing can quench the thirst of except what the heart desires most. warmth. tonight, another night in this perpetual routine, or so it seems.
thats the way it feels to me that its become in this poem. numbness is on the horizon, yet this poem is the opsite....it has such burning feelings ans sentiment that nothing can smite and becasue of that it sparkles and shines just like your eyes, brimming with emotion and then finaly at ease....knowing the time shall come....hope & solace.
knowing...yes. it is coming.
beautifull mi dulche amor. i love your writing and always have....i thank them for getting to know you<3
as many others do finding themselves to you through your passion. is what attracts many to your light. and this peom adds to such an act very well.^^
thankyou very muchy for writing.
thankyou so much for sharring and believeing.
thankyou so much for everything...
te quiero con lemon y sal<3

Rinny its as beautiful as ever!

Thank you <3

I realized I haven't posted any poetry in a long time, so I don't mind sharing another nice one of my fave ^_^, enjoy.


Perfect recipe

Our secret kiss
Your fascination for me
My hungry lips
Your loving obsession
My desire to unleash
Both passions ready to clash in
In which remained in clandestine
So in matter of moments
Surfaced as soon as our eyes met
Satisfying what I was longingly craving
And so both of our bodies tingled in the midst

Surreal in a way,
Gazing, we happily admit
No one can stir such perfect meal
Containing the exact given ingredients
Tangled lust with spice and musk
Sprinkled sweetness to top it off
Genuine affection dominating everything
As we become subservient to it
Just like taste buds savoring something
Unbelievably delicious

Gladly realizing,
What we have created
Yes…the ultimate technique
That the world becomes overrated
And so, we indulge it willingly
Just like it should be
Crushing the senses beyond oblivion
Forgetting this universe
And become one with destiny
That is indeed…the perfect recipe

~Janet~

thats amazing as always hunny. it touched my heart!

This poem is one of your more intimate ones, and I'm not really quite sure how to feel about it. I just feel like I'm in the same room as two intense lovers, and it's not exactly a place I find comfortable.

"Just like taste buds savoring something
Unbelievably delicious"

This line in particular makes me feel like I'm almost in the couples mouths ( both of yours I guess ). I can feel the passion, the tenderness and love the two of you share, and this is due to the way you so clearly and uniquely illustrate the images in this poem. It's a really tactile poem, it's wholesome and written beautiful, but it's no poem for a loner to read. It's for those who are falling for somebody, or have found happiness in a relationship, who know what it's like to feel the kinda things you describe in this poem. They're just things I haven't felt in a long time I guess, so perhaps I'm just not in the mood.

Wow LR, your poems are quite..imaginarized, so to speak. Very inspirational and touching, now if only I had a shred of artistic talent I would show you what your poetry showed me, however sadly that's not the case haha.

janny, i didnt know you posted these words. well i havent been here for many a day now...
As always though such exquisite immagery and intimation you manage to script with your heart and soul at the core of it all^_^ thats why it makes such impact on all who read these lines and for me they imflame deep insde my heart to share what you feel also. i always get that from your writtings what ever they be about, whether love, sorrow, joy or any other emotion. yo always make the reader travel the journey of feeling these feelings with you....i gladly ride with you....

It's back, the good poetry corner. You know your poetry always wins my vote.:thumb:

First of all, I want to say thank you guys for the wonderful feedback <3<3<3
You know it does mean a lot to me, I hope to always stir something in your minds with my writings, it is indeed satisfying to me

Anyways, because of a special request I had to dig up something different since I am not really the “story” type of writer but more of a poet; I decided to post this short story thingy I started long time ago and it was fun to read again as I found it, lol. I hope you enjoy, please let me know if you liked xD (yes you, lol)



~She sits in front of the fire, smiling at her creations and says with such delightful glee, “Oh, this should be perfect for his birthday; I know he will be pleased.” Knowing that there’s still time, she felt a certain desire to write. Thinking about what else she could do for his special day, listening to the inspiring music playing in the background. Many ideas came and went, realizing that it was getting late; she decided to ponder at a later date.

However, she couldn’t deny the joy she felt, making it harder to go to sleep. The excitement was a little overwhelming, she admits, “Well, at least I know part of it for now. Hmm, but I wonder what surprise he has made for me.” remembering another reason why she was so anxious all day. She begins to pace back and forth across the room, her thoughts drifted to the reason why he had to do that in the first place. That certain glow started to fade away, and a fainted smile shows. Shaking her head, she refuses to let her emotions take over again, since they’ve already discussed that issue and it was dealt with. Yet, somehow she couldn’t hide that worried look on her face, the one she always gets right before she realized that it was too late and her emotions were making her over analyze everything.

She gets a bit startled when she sees her reflection on the bedroom window. As she takes a deep breath, she exclaims, “You see? There you go again. Why can’t you just be happy & embrace it already.” She chuckles a little at her own words and silliness for talking to herself, and decides to just get ready to go to bed. Turns off the lights and lays down in that queen size bed holding on to the soft pillows, she just stares at the ceiling. Her restless mind can’t stop, so she tries to focus all wonderful thoughts of him. Smiling, she remembers about the surprise again, still wondering what could possibly be. Without noticing, her eye lids became heavier by the moment and went into a deep slumber.

*~to be continued~*

I don't think the entry is short at all. Its a story, not a novel. A good use of expression, not much in the way of mystery though. It seems like you're coming right out and saying that she's about to be whisked away somewhere to be asked to marry. Improvement though would be minimal at best, you did quite well, so there's not much to improve on.

You are right...the story is exposed and there isn't mystery involved, but that is because the author (me) didn't do it that way. Obviously it was intented to be open, since the charater is overwelmed. I thank you once again for expressing your opinion and I await for your response on that challenge I told you about

Ah, finally the poetry corner is back. As always Rinoa good job on your poetry, it still flows smoothly along and that is something only true poets can do. The story was good too, not as good as your poetry but it was cool. I'll be waiting to see the other part.
Well, I remember me and you talking about when we would bring back poetry to FFE, and I guess you did. I guess I finally have a reason to start writing again and posting them. I guess I should thank you for that. Remember Rinoa, keep that poetry flowing.