I do tend to ramble on about my man hermit *flirt!* If you can put up with that, feel free to wander round at will... :)
"Take my hand I give it to you, Now you own me, all I am... You said you would never leave me, I believe you, I believe. I can feel you all around me, thickening the air I'm breathing... Holding on to what I'm feeling, Savouring this heart that's healed."
My friend Guy has thrown down a challenge, to compose a blog on the theme of Earthquake Sex. (No, I don't know why!) Any format ~ poem, story, video etc, and with whatever take on the theme felt appropriate. I've been toying with it in my mind, and as Japan suffers a fair share of earthquakes I decided to go with Haiku poetry.
Be kind to me!
地震の性別 A forewarned tremor, Escalating to frenzy. An abyss. Rent. Spent.
Now how big is the squiggle on the Rectum Scale? The bed shook so hard I tried not to fail. My poor partner would just scream, yell and shout. As fast as she could say "Take it out, take it out!"
lying in my bed just about to wake the ground began to shake my man has made the earth move again yes yes YES oh no no NO its only a bloody earthquake again
Im here by the way of Maw Maw Sky.------------ It happened in the bedroom, It happened in the hall. I thought it was you that shook my world, but it was an earthquake after all.
As Mousies world began to shake, she thought it was the really hot sex, not realising it was an earthquake, she began to wrythe and flex, until she realised it wasnt his make.............................................
In or out she pleads with me make up your mind she insists. I stop turn go back in then stop turn and go back out. Breathing hard from decisions, whatever am I to do? My mind made up turning and walk away, the door finally closed as I begin a new work day.
I'm not the poetic type, but I really enjoyed yours. (And several of the poems in the comments, too.) You had to expect a lot of traffic here with that intriguing title. ;)
Thats funny cause last night I was watching a rerun of Two and a Half Men (yes I'm a sitcom junkie, let me have my indignities) and there was an earth quake while Charlie was having sex, of course thats what hes always doing. Later in the day when his brother mentioned the earth quake, Charlie says, "ohhhhhhh". Maybe ya had to be there, hahaha, moving along...... Maybe I will think on a poem for this.
tensions build the strain is measurable until just the right amount of deep lubrication is reached and BANG the fault slips and the planet quivers with aftershocks
Hi Guys!
Okay you put sex in the title and my curiosity gets the best of me. You are going to generate some fun ads with this one. 
