Being gentle is something I do with my girlfiends vagina as I slowly caress it gently, moistening it with her juices. Once she is completly wet i gently put my penis in and bang her for a good amount of time. this then becomes not so gentle cause I go pretty damn hard
i am gentle, i am sweet currious soft sheep skin. clouds floating softly. skin on a women, fur light. towel. shower warmth smiles god kisses talking sex dogs
Lovers. My girlfriend, when she touches me. Her eyes, when she looks at me. Her face, when she smiles. The sound of her voice when she says “I love you”.
gentle is being very soft and kind to whatever, it is being gentle haha i am a funny guy and a way with the women i still have plenty of time to write this, gentle is a summer breeze and a flower petal, i am liking gentleness
he gently touched my cheek. I stared at him, love shining in my eyes. I couldnt believe that he was mine. I grabbed his hand, savoring the feel of his palm against mine. His hand was warm and dry.
they say summer nights by the sea are supposed to be that way but i’ve never agreed
there is nothing more violent than the darkness taking over, the surf slipping in quietly malicious, willing to take over whatever lovers have hidden themselves there, ready to drown them
your gentle.
i feel you. your smooth, soft hand
on my stomach
my back
my face
sweet, soft, gentle
it nice
these are the days that i could never
get tired
of.
your smile
so gentle and
perfect.
His words were gentle, teasing my ears as much as my hair was teasing them, silken, smooth, quiet. I could have held him then, but he turned away to get in line. The security guards beeped their wands around his waist.
His hands. So soft. Small, girlish even. I love them. Next to mine they look like child’s hands. Mine that are so strong, thick. They are larger than any man’s I know. His hands are like the rest of his body.
I need more cream, she says. I need more cream here. Put it here. I put it where she tells me. I need it, like, inside the thing, with your finger. Jesus Christ, I say, it’s good enough, let’s go.
Somewhere was the golden key. Where exactly – that was whispered for many years without result. Old folks spoke of it, young men boasted for it, children played games around it. But all they had was a rumor, nothing more to enliven their dreary days.
I was talking to a friend at church and a guy friend walked by me. He touched my arm and said hi, his look and touch was gentle and I felt like I was supposed to go over to this gentleman and talk to him. I am in love with him but he doesn’t know.
My friend is a kind and gentle individual. I’m not sure what made her so, but I love her deeply. She spends most of her days talking to her online boyfriend in Texas, but I don’t mind I see her on occasion.
he had the most gentle hands, soft as silk and warm as the sun against my skin on a hot summer day. His fingers against my cheek as I kissed his smooth soft lips. One hand gently in my hair.
gentleness is a great quality, gentle people have lots of friends – that are so kind and beatiful their personalities shine because they are nice! plus gentle animals are the ones that get adopted the fastest cause they don;t try to bite your face off!! that is amazing. i wish i was gentle just yesterday i almost bit someones face off.
he is so gentle with me., sometimes i fight it but in the end i always give in to his gentle ways.. gentle with his words gentle with his eyes gentle with his hands.. all of this is nothing and everything.
I have a friend who is as gentle as the early morning sun. The way he talks and cares for people. It is a rarity to see men like that in our country. I am lucky to have him for a friend.
maybe I’ll go home tonight
push through erect characters of night-light
absentees
no white noise
just the wash of slipping into stride
past dormant trees.
Gentle like the wind. Gentle like a newborns touch. I had long since forgotten what it meant to be gentle. Through her I was learning again, to be soft, caring, to be gentle.
Gentle, I’m always saying, “I’ll be gentle”, but even when I try to be gentle, sometimes you just can’t help it but it hurts. And then it makes me sad.
in the deepest ocean — bottom of the sea. your eyes. they tempt me. why should i? why should i stay. i’d be crazy not to follow. follow where you lead. your eyes, they tempt me.
The man reaches across the table and squeezes her hand. She looks away from him and sighs. I don’t know what i’m going to do john… It’s not suppose to be like this. A couple at the next table are laughing about something.
the sun was a shimmer on the horizon, and the world seemed still and inexplicably at peace. Ironic though that is with the suffering in the world, that moment seemed to make sense.
It is hard to be gentle this early in the morning. I am still asleep and feeling lethargic, gentleness doesn’t cross my mind. Sometimes you hear about mornings coming in gently, not in my head.
calm serene friendship mothering soft warm nice good tranquil easy
By beca on 10.30.2008
I can be gentle and sometimes I want it. But sometimes being touched gently is the most painful thing of all. I love you.
By Erin on 10.30.2008
it was never so easy to be left gently like an unnoticed rain on a blank white day.
By james on 10.30.2008
Being gentle is something I do with my girlfiends vagina as I slowly caress it gently, moistening it with her juices. Once she is completly wet i gently put my penis in and bang her for a good amount of time. this then becomes not so gentle cause I go pretty damn hard
By RobHorrible on 10.30.2008
i am gentle, i am sweet currious soft sheep skin. clouds floating softly. skin on a women, fur light. towel. shower warmth smiles god kisses talking sex dogs
By jon on 10.30.2008
Lovers. My girlfriend, when she touches me. Her eyes, when she looks at me. Her face, when she smiles. The sound of her voice when she says “I love you”.
By Maddie on 10.30.2008
gentle is being very soft and kind to whatever, it is being gentle haha i am a funny guy and a way with the women i still have plenty of time to write this, gentle is a summer breeze and a flower petal, i am liking gentleness
By Ryan on 10.30.2008
she said it, but didn’t mean it. The ropes and requests for “spanks” came shortly after…
By Andrew H on 10.30.2008
he gently touched my cheek. I stared at him, love shining in my eyes. I couldnt believe that he was mine. I grabbed his hand, savoring the feel of his palm against mine. His hand was warm and dry.
By Menique on 10.30.2008
you
your pale blue eyes
your bristley blonde hair
the comfort you provide
the love you spread around
your goofy smile
the faith you have
By mermaid on 10.30.2008
to be careful….gentle…to touch lighting and not hurt it or to avoid hurting it. Such as holding a baby. Gently to not hurt them.
By rae on 10.30.2008
He was sweet, smooth; gentle. His eyes were the kind that any girl noticed. The words he spoke hit her like sun melting ice.
By kingsley agassi on 10.30.2008
they say summer nights by the sea are supposed to be that way but i’ve never agreed
there is nothing more violent than the darkness taking over, the surf slipping in quietly malicious, willing to take over whatever lovers have hidden themselves there, ready to drown them
By m_da on 10.30.2008
your gentle.
i feel you. your smooth, soft hand
on my stomach
my back
my face
sweet, soft, gentle
it nice
these are the days that i could never
get tired
of.
your smile
so gentle and
perfect.
By nox on 10.30.2008
Gentle? I think of my lover’s touches. The way my dog nuzzles her nose against my leg.
By Zach Flessert on 10.30.2008
His words were gentle, teasing my ears as much as my hair was teasing them, silken, smooth, quiet. I could have held him then, but he turned away to get in line. The security guards beeped their wands around his waist.
By Hannah on 10.30.2008
His hands. So soft. Small, girlish even. I love them. Next to mine they look like child’s hands. Mine that are so strong, thick. They are larger than any man’s I know. His hands are like the rest of his body.
By Jenny Burrell on 10.30.2008
Gentle, Mom.
Baby blue blanket,
Still warm from the dryer,
Rocking me to sleep.
Gentle, Mom.
By Peter on 10.30.2008
I need more cream, she says. I need more cream here. Put it here. I put it where she tells me. I need it, like, inside the thing, with your finger. Jesus Christ, I say, it’s good enough, let’s go.
By darby larson on 10.30.2008
Somewhere was the golden key. Where exactly – that was whispered for many years without result. Old folks spoke of it, young men boasted for it, children played games around it. But all they had was a rumor, nothing more to enliven their dreary days.
By curagea on 10.30.2008
I was talking to a friend at church and a guy friend walked by me. He touched my arm and said hi, his look and touch was gentle and I felt like I was supposed to go over to this gentleman and talk to him. I am in love with him but he doesn’t know.
By Tracey on 10.30.2008
My friend is a kind and gentle individual. I’m not sure what made her so, but I love her deeply. She spends most of her days talking to her online boyfriend in Texas, but I don’t mind I see her on occasion.
By Shannon McDonald on 10.30.2008
he had the most gentle hands, soft as silk and warm as the sun against my skin on a hot summer day. His fingers against my cheek as I kissed his smooth soft lips. One hand gently in my hair.
By Samantha on 10.30.2008
gentleness is a great quality, gentle people have lots of friends – that are so kind and beatiful their personalities shine because they are nice! plus gentle animals are the ones that get adopted the fastest cause they don;t try to bite your face off!! that is amazing. i wish i was gentle just yesterday i almost bit someones face off.
By melissa on 10.30.2008
he is so gentle with me., sometimes i fight it but in the end i always give in to his gentle ways.. gentle with his words gentle with his eyes gentle with his hands.. all of this is nothing and everything.
By tandra on 10.30.2008
I have a friend who is as gentle as the early morning sun. The way he talks and cares for people. It is a rarity to see men like that in our country. I am lucky to have him for a friend.
By Asha Mathew on 10.30.2008
maybe I’ll go home tonight
push through erect characters of night-light
absentees
no white noise
just the wash of slipping into stride
past dormant trees.
By Hannah Wells on 10.30.2008
loving, beautiful, fair one
like a spring rain
or beached sun
a child’s laugh
a mother’s touch
or a soft whisper goodbye.
By Chelsea on 10.30.2008
Gentle like the wind. Gentle like a newborns touch. I had long since forgotten what it meant to be gentle. Through her I was learning again, to be soft, caring, to be gentle.
By M on 10.30.2008
She stepped gently through the doorway, eagerly anticipating the first day of her new job, and her new life.
By Debbi on 10.30.2008
i think im a pretty gentle guy, especially because i dont look so gentle, i think it makes me want to be nicer. My ex girlfriend was gentle
By patrick sparrow on 10.30.2008
Gentle, I’m always saying, “I’ll be gentle”, but even when I try to be gentle, sometimes you just can’t help it but it hurts. And then it makes me sad.
By SingingNurse on 10.31.2008
in the deepest ocean — bottom of the sea. your eyes. they tempt me. why should i? why should i stay. i’d be crazy not to follow. follow where you lead. your eyes, they tempt me.
By mennlay on 10.31.2008
this is the first part of ‘gentleman’, a word which I think has little meaning nowadays what with the krisis and all.
By tom on 10.31.2008
this is the first part of ‘gentleman’, a word which I think has little meaning nowadays what with the krisis and all.
By tim on 10.31.2008
The man reaches across the table and squeezes her hand. She looks away from him and sighs. I don’t know what i’m going to do john… It’s not suppose to be like this. A couple at the next table are laughing about something.
By Jason on 10.31.2008
the sun was a shimmer on the horizon, and the world seemed still and inexplicably at peace. Ironic though that is with the suffering in the world, that moment seemed to make sense.
By Dude on 10.31.2008
It is hard to be gentle this early in the morning. I am still asleep and feeling lethargic, gentleness doesn’t cross my mind. Sometimes you hear about mornings coming in gently, not in my head.
By Mark on 10.31.2008
be gentle with me- the boy least likely to
By Jacky on 10.31.2008
i like a gentle rain, in the spring is the best but i dont mind it all the rest of the year, i just like gentle, babies, dogs, kids,
By suzan on 10.31.2008