Mivel április 11-e nem csak a BDSM-buli, hanem a költészet napja is, ezért mostantól a buli végéig verspályázatot hirdetek.
lehet vicces, lehet komoly, szólhat a BDSM-ről, a szerelemről, dominanciáról, szubmisszivitásról, a kék égről, zöld fűről, bármiről. nincs rossz vers, nincs rossz téma. a verseket viszont felteszem ide és lehet rájuk szavazni.
a legtöbb szavazatot kapott vers írója magas erkölcsi jutalomban fog részesülni a következő bulin:-)) a verseket eljuttathatod a szobatali@gmail.com e-mailcímen, az smpixie-n a fórumban, hozzászólásban, a buliban egy cetlin, ha épp ott száll meg az ihlet...
I ache for the touch of your lips, Dear, But much more for the touch of your whips, Dear. You can raise welts Like nobody else, As we dance to the Masochism Tango. Let our love be a flame, not an ember, Say it's me that you want to dismember. Blacken my eye, Set fire to my tie, As we dance to the Masochism Tango. At your command Before you here I stand, My heart is in my hand. Ecch! It's here that I must be. My heart entreats, Just hear those savage beats, And go put on your cleats And come and trample me. Your heart is hard as stone or mahogany, That's why I'm in such exquisite agony. My soul is on fire, It's aflame with desire, Which is why I perspire When we tango. You caught my nose In your left castanet, Love, I can feel the pain yet, Love, Ev'ry time I hear drums. And I envy the rose That you held in your teeth, Love, With the thorns underneath, Love, Sticking into your gums. Your eyes cast a spell that bewitches. The last time I needed twenty stitches To sew up the gash That you made with your lash, As we danced to the Masochism Tango. Bash in my brain, And make me scream with pain, Then kick me once again, And say we'll never part. I know too well I'm underneath your spell, So, Darling, if you smell Something burning, it's my heart. Excuse me! Take your cigarette from its holder, And burn your initials in my shoulder. Fracture my spine, And swear that you're mine, As we dance to the Masochism Tango.
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kattints ide.
Avariya: Aram sam-sam
•A ram sam sam - pound fists, right over left, then left over right.
•Guli guli - pull hands apart gesturing as if something were gooey
•A ra-vi - spin index fingers on either side of the head (like someone is crazy), ending with the fingers pointed up. )