KRISTINA GLAMORUZ



The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.
In love, you feel the most alive when everything is uncertain, one moment heaven... the next moment hell.
You'd like to your lover to think you are flexible and ready for anything!
You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.
Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.
Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.
You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.
In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.
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ITS MY BDAY!!!!!!!!1
Sex Without Love


How do they do it, the ones who make love
without love? Beautiful as dancers,
gliding over each other like ice-skaters
over the ice, fingers hooked
inside each other's bodies, faces
red as steak, wine, wet as the
children at birth whose mothers are going to
give them away. How do they come to the
come to the come to the God come to the

still waters, and not love
the one who came there with them, light
rising slowly as steam off their joined
skin? These are the true religious,
the purists, the pros, the ones who will not
accept a false Messiah, love the
priest instead of the God. They do not
mistake the lover for their own pleasure,
they are like great runners: they know they are alone
with the road surface, the cold, the wind,
the fit of their shoes, their over-all cardio-
vascular health--just factors, like the partner
in the bed, and not the truth, which is the
single body alone in the universe
against its own best time.
WELL... i need rest.. i need to be calm.. i just need an answer.. that answer is (muh baby knows it...

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Sep 18, 2006
*****THE DASH***

Forbidden Lust

© By Samantha L. Martinez

Who gave Yourself to the death of the Cross to save sinners,
look upon me, most lustful of all sinners

.and I did love him with every inch of my flesh
burning with his fingertips and the sound of his voice
My body upon his made me feel angelic and his kisses;
so seductive upon my neck to my lustful lips
it started so easy as he held me tight against his frame
but as the candle dimmed his breath hastened as he touched me
my eyes shut tight with the biting of my lip
tasting blood as he kissed his way above my heart
the paleness of my ample breasts stained pinkish blush
his tongue surrounding the stone buds as I whimpered softly
hands all around my curves as if sculpting the glass of wine
the scent of the vineyard arousing his cravings as the kisses dwelled
down the slope of my midriff to a decadent yet mysterious valley
candy raindrops softly reflecting off the folds as he explored
taking into him that which I hold sacred and cherished
and oh God did he touch with such respect of the temple
finding the gem that lies hidden within it's fortress
thighs shudder in a wake of tide overcoming me
drowning me within the fantasy and reality I know I imagined
Praying to the Lord to let me die in such overwhelming pleasure
pinned to a sheeted cross he crucified me
I called out as Jesus did with a low groan and breathy moan
my legs nailed beneath his own as the adrenaline rushed my head
feverish bliss of defiled innocence and blasphemous eroticism
His soul embedded within mine as

Forbidden Lust

© By Samantha L. Martinez

Who gave Yourself to the death of the Cross to save sinners,
look upon me, most lustful of all sinners

.and I did love him with every inch of my flesh
burning with his fingertips and the sound of his voice
My body upon his made me feel angelic and his kisses;
so seductive upon my neck to my lustful lips
it started so easy as he held me tight against his frame
but as the candle dimmed his breath hastened as he touched me
my eyes shut tight with the biting of my lip
tasting blood as he kissed his way above my heart
the paleness of my ample breasts stained pinkish blush
his tongue surrounding the stone buds as I whimpered softly
hands all around my curves as if sculpting the glass of wine
the scent of the vineyard arousing his cravings as the kisses dwelled
down the slope of my midriff to a decadent yet mysterious valley
candy raindrops softly reflecting off the folds as he explored
taking into him that which I hold sacred and cherished
and oh God did he touch with such respect of the temple
finding the gem that lies hidden within it's fortress
thighs shudder in a wake of tide overcoming me
drowning me within the fantasy and reality I know I imagined
Praying to the Lord to let me die in such overwhelming pleasure
pinned to a sheeted cross he crucified me
I called out as Jesus did with a low groan and breathy moan
my legs nailed beneath his own as the adrenaline rushed my head
feverish bliss of defiled innocence and blasphemous eroticism
His soul embedded within mine as the height of the spasms climaxed
soaked within the holy waters of my own garden of eden
as Adam ate from the fruit of the punished so did he
His rib not within my cage but caging me within his greedy yearning
and he carried my seductive form from his bedded prison
body aligned in perfection with my own weary form
heartbeats as one as we drifted within my hazed confessional
praying for our sins as we again stain the sanctity of love

bless me father for I have sinned
but let me burn within my lust for I crave him
 

the height of the spasms climaxed

soaked within the holy waters of my own garden of eden
as Adam ate from the fruit of the punished so did he
His rib not within my cage but caging me within his greedy yearning
and he carried my seductive form from his bedded prison
body aligned in perfection with my own weary form
heartbeats as one as we drifted within my hazed confessional
praying for our sins as we again stain the sanctity of love

bless me father for I have sinned
but let me burn within my lust for I crave him

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