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It’s only a game...
Posted:Sep 23, 2020 3:07 pm
Last Updated:Sep 24, 2020 11:23 am
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“ Now the die is shaken
Now the die must fall
There ain't a winner in the game
You don't go home with all
Not with all”—R. Hunter

The rules so simple
Once the blindfold of fog
Was removed it all became so
Deliciously clear
Now we can have some fun
The familiar frame before me
Known but new
The unknown frame before you
As you gaze into my eyes
The ease of slip-sliding
Hands
With memory
Know where to touch
How to grasp
My hunger
My ever insatiable hunger
I gladly succumb
Til every drop
Is drank
Til my
Juices overflow
Til the sun rises
And I know
My silence
Will bring you back
Again
How hungry are you
What is the cost
This game that we play
(No one wins)
But we both win
No one will get hurt
(We both will get hurt)
It’s a small price to pay
If you want to play
And all want to play
The only game
Where we gamble ourselves
Soul
Spirit
Trust
Laid out
I grin as I take you in
Ride til sweat drips
From my eyes
Hop off
And drink you in
One thing is the same
I give blowjobs
Like I fuck
Make love
Til
We both
Burst
I lick my
Lips
See your smiling eyes
And know
This game
Just begun.

**The use of “love” in the picture does not represent romantic love.**
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Sometimes you just need a good laugh....
Posted:Sep 12, 2020 11:54 pm
Last Updated:Sep 22, 2020 2:51 am
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Between Covid and the fires life’s gotten a little serious.. So.. memes for the night. 😊





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“Summer flies and August dies....”— R. Hunter
Posted:Sep 1, 2020 12:48 am
Last Updated:Sep 3, 2020 3:51 am
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I’m not ready
For September
Or for what’s to come
I loath what’s coming
And I can’t stop it
Time can’t go back a year
I want it to
I wish it could
I’m getting this out of the way now
If I don’t
The pressure is going to build
The rushing noise in my head
The phone call no one wants to get
Add to that a year ago I met
Someone who
I thought of as a friend
Guess not
I dread that I will get on a plane
Fly back to complete the year of mourning
Unveil the tombstone
Loving , Brother, Father
Hug my parents, my nephew and fly home...
A year
What a fucked up year
Sorry to be so down...
It’s knowing you’re going to hit a tree and can’t stop
I want to go back
Not get that call
Not meet that friend
But then again I wouldn’t be
How I am
Changed
Work in progress
Healing
Better.
Tomorrow will be better
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Thursday morning thoughts
Posted:Aug 27, 2020 2:19 am
Last Updated:Aug 27, 2020 11:46 pm
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Preface: This is pure fiction. Does not pertain anyone. Promise.

Words don’t mean what they once did
They hold no merit
No accountability
One will say
What they need
self gratify
“Promises made in the dark dissolve by light of day”
Promise, like hate not a word be used lightly
Promise be different
Promise be friends
Promises broken
Swept away into
The trash
Discarded
Like
Me

Hate
That I ate those words
By the spoonful
Filling me til
They settled into
The empty spaces
Renewed my faith
Til I realized they were
Filled with nothing
Hollow
Leaving me filled with air
With nothing
Which I
Now am
Nothing. Invisible entity non-person
A ghost
My existence
Your indifference
Hate is horrible
Indifference
Is
Pain
It kills slowly
Eating at the soul
Someone told me once they understood what
It was like to feel like that
When I looked through them
Like they didn’t exist
Silence is just as piercing
Made a liar of promise
Thrown away
Like trash
Like me
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To Hug and to Hold
Posted:Aug 24, 2020 9:24 pm
Last Updated:Dec 4, 2021 12:48 pm
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Hugs
I fucking miss hugs
Not the side one arm kind
But the ones
That you can feel
To your core
The kind that
A person holds on
And you hold on
Heart to heart
Energy flowing hugs
Like when the world
Grows cold
And your soul’s tired
That special kind of hug.
Or
Being held
Comfort
Arms and legs
Engulfing
Wrapping
Body fitting just right
Or watching a movie
Legs entwined
My head
Hearing your heart
Feeling the heat
From your hands
My hands on your chest
Your waist
Teasing
You hold me closer
Tighter
My fingers wrap around your cock
Holding you
Ever so gently
Then tighter
Just holding
Just hugging
Just being..
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Thunder, lightning, wind and rain
Posted:Aug 17, 2020 9:34 am
Last Updated:Aug 21, 2020 12:37 am
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There’s something about a sudden summer storm
The thunder booming
Rain
Pounding
That gets my energy flowing
Electricity
Surging through the sky
Through
My body
Perfect for fucking
With each boom
The house shakes
My legs wrap
Around your hips
Pulling you deeper
In
Pounding me harder
Lightning strikes
And you thrust hard
Fast
The rain
Like sheet
Soaked
Beneath me
As the flood releases
Boom
You thrust harder
Pin my hands down
Helpless
Against
The pounding
The roar and rush
Of the storm
Coming faster
Coming harder
Coming until
We are breathless
Soaked
A quiet calm
Descends
The storm passing
Our breathing
Slowing
My eyes shining
Bright
Like the sun
Through the slit in the shades
A beautiful way to start the day
Refreshed
Electrified
The sudden rumble from outside
The boom of thunder
You flip me my stomach
Pull my arms above my head
One hand raising my hips
The other holding down
The storm isn’t over yet
Boom
You thrust hard
The walls shake
The bed shakes
And I am helpless
Caught
In the hard hitting rain
Flooding the bed
Again and again and again
Whispering wind in my ear
You cackle
As the thunder cracks
Your hand
Sharp across my ass
The storm isn’t over yet dear
Sweat dripping like raindrops
my back
I’m caught
By your grip
The pounding
The flood
Trapped in the storm
We’ve become
My eyes like
Lightning glowing
After every burst of thunderous
Thrust
Til the pouring
Slows
The storm has passed
Leaving us
Soaked
Electrified
Waiting for the calm to pass
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So I’ll light another cigarette.. try to remember to forget—Lowell George
Posted:Aug 12, 2020 11:28 pm
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2020 8:49 am
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The night so quiet
My body recalls
A different time
And space
Flashes of your smile
Haunt my waking eye
As I stare into the
Vast night sky
Daytime is easy to get by
To occupy my time
But the night
My phone too quiet
Waiting for a text
A beckoning call
“Hey you..”
I know better
But logic and the lonely night
A never ending battle
The text that doesn’t come
The silence
Deafening
So I sit
Gazing at the stars
Trying to quiet the
Movie that replays over and over
Waiting for dawn
So I can breathe
Another night gone
Maybe tomorrow
Will be the night
My thought everyday
Maybe the silence won’t seem so loud
Maybe your haunting smile
Will flit away
To nothing
But tonight
I’ll do what Lowell sang
And try to remember to forget.
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An Elegy for Jerry— by Robert Hunter
Posted:Aug 9, 2020 12:01 am
Last Updated:Dec 6, 2021 10:59 pm
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Jerry, my friend,
you've done it again,
even in your silence
the familiar pressure
comes bear, demanding
I pull words from the air
with only this morning
and part of the afternoon
compose an ode worthy
of one so particular
about every turn of phrase,
demanding it home
in a thousand ways
before making it his own,
and this I can't do alone.
Now that the singer is gone,
where shall I go for the song?
Without your melody and taste
lend an attitude of grace
a lyric is an orphan thing,
a hive with neither honey's taste
nor power truly sting.

What choice have I but dare and
call your muse who thought rest
out of the thin blue air
that out of the field of shared time,
a line or two might chance shine --

As ever when we called,
in hope if not in words,
the muse descends.

How should she desert us now?
Scars of battle her brow,
bedraggled feathers her wings,
and yet she sings, she sings!

May she bear thee thy rest,
the ancient bower of flowers
beyond the solitude of days,
the tyranny of hours--
the wreath of shining laurel lie
upon your shaggy head
bestowing power to the lyre
legions of the dead

If some part of that music
is heard in deepest dream,
or on some breeze of Summer
a snatch of golden theme,
we'll know you live inside us
with love that never parts
our good old Jack O'Diamonds
become the King of Hearts.

I feel your silent laughter
at sentiments so bold
that dare step across the line
tell what must be told,
so I'll just say I love you,
which I never said before
and let it go at that old friend
the rest you may ignore.
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The Longest Night.... “If I have to explain you wouldn’t understand”
Posted:Aug 8, 2020 8:05 pm
Last Updated:Aug 9, 2020 2:17 am
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“ When the strings of my heart begin to sever,
And stones fall from my eyes instead of tears...” Robert Hunter

Original artwork: Phil Knuto(RIP)

Tonight is the longest night... I dread going to sleep tonight.. Because tomorrow when I open my eyes my heart will break as it has for the last 25 years.. And I'll cry and remember EK calling me.. And her cries as we checked the radio to confirm..... And my call to ... To just try and understand... And as the tears start streaming down my cheeks while I type this, as the memories of utter joy of , friendship, and music meld together with tears, with friendship, with music to try and fill the void to catch that piece of magic once again.. To hear that special sound that is engrained into the cells of my being.. that still gives me goosebumps.... Thank you Jerry for giving the best you had to give.. We know💜❤️ 🌹😔



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Fabulous Fucking Friday
Posted:Aug 7, 2020 12:12 pm
Last Updated:Aug 11, 2020 2:27 am
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Fuck I love this day
Even being locked down
Friday is that
Free-spirited friend
With come hither eyes
Glinting
Daring you take
The chance
adventure out
do, see, fuck, taste
Things
You hadn’t before
Friday
The fun-loving mistress
The anything that can happen will
The sister seductive Saturday
But I’m getting ahead of myself
Fellatio fun
Fucking fun
Find a Friday fling fun
Friday, you fucking beautiful thing
Thank goddess you’re finally here



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Only Fractured.. Just a Little Nervous from the Fall—R Hunter
Posted:Aug 6, 2020 2:36 am
Last Updated:Aug 7, 2020 7:20 am
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The light that shone bright
The inner glow of peace
The silver lining
The last piece of my war torn heart
Held together with bits of hope
Weaved with golden thread
Fractured

My faith
Tested
I failed
The dark
Cold
Soulless
Creature
Crawled between the cracks
Sword in hand
Ready
Waiting
They say the pen is mightier than the sword
They never went toe-to-toe with an angry Gem
Our tongues sharp blades
Often held down in peace
Or on guard
Tonight poised
Ready to strike
The last glimmer of light
Love
Hope
Fighting to stay lit
Grows dimmer
My faith in humanity
Tested
And failed
In Love
Failed
Today fail
What’s left of my faith is
Hanging on by the frail golden thread
Waiting to see what the new day brings
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Taking it back old school. Much needed reminder besides compassion we all need a little tenderness.
Posted:Aug 5, 2020 10:20 am
Last Updated:Mar 25, 2021 1:42 am
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the one person I wish would see this...

Try a Little Tenderness—Otis Redding

she may be weary
Them they do get wearied
Wearing that same old shaggy dress, yeah, yeah
But when she gets weary
Try a little tenderness, yeah, yeah
You know she’s waiting
Just anticipating
The thing that you’ll never, never, never, never possess, yeah, yeah
But while she’s there waiting
Without them try a little tenderness
That’s you got do
It’s not just sentimental no, no, no
She has her grief and care, yeah, yeah, yeah
But the soft words they are spoke so gentle, yeah
It makes it easier, easier bear, yeah
You won’t regret it no, no
they don’t forget it
Love is their whole happiness, yeah, yeah, yeah
But it’s so easy
you got do is try
Try a little tenderness
Yeah
you got do is, man, hold her when you wanna
Squeeze her, don’t tease her, never leave her
Get her, got, got, got try a little tenderness, yeah, yeah
You got know how love her, man
Don’t be surprised, man
You got squeeze her, don’t tease her, never leave
You got hold her, brother, something, man
Try a little tenderness, yeah, yeah, yeah
You got grab her gently, man
Don’t bruise her, no, no
You got love her, tease her, don’t squeeze her
You got try, na na na na na
Try, try a little tenderness, yeah
Watch her groove
You got know what do, man
Take this advice
You gotta love, squeeze, don’t tease

Songwriters: Jimmy Campbell / Reg Connelly / Harry M. Woods
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Is it the moon? Is it me? Both
Posted:Aug 4, 2020 2:55 am
Last Updated:Aug 7, 2020 4:14 am
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I post obscure stuff.
Sometimes erotic, sometimes not
I play with words... but I don’t set out to harass, or hurt anyone
I’m losing patience... hell I lost it
Emails which I politely say no thank you
Only to have them come at me again

Being treated like I’m sub-human
Like I don’t have feelings
This has been a bitch of a year for everyone
I try to look on the bright side, find the positive
But my well has run dry
I can roll with the punches on most days
Being a smart-ass it comes naturally
But then there’s days like today
It’s too much
It’s hurtful
Insulting and annoying
Hopefully tomorrow will be better❤️

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