I want to welcome Abby, Ann, Angel, and Angela,
They are all different parts of beautiful Sheilah.
I was introduced to sweet Angela just last evening.
The real thing was so much better than dreaming.
I took turns paying direct attention to each,
And listened well as they tried me to teach.
How they all wanted their own little share,
And I had to figure out what was fair.
Abby and Ann like all the same things.
Angel's arousal and all that it brings,
Demands and gets lots more time and intervention,
Just introduced to Angela so don't know inclination.
Like, do they want to be treated as one.
Or individual detailed attention for fun.

"BE STILL MY HEART"

My Dear Sweet Little Red Haired Princess

I Have the Most Intense Affections for You.

The Rhythmic fall and rise,

is after you close your eyes,

And slowly drift off to sleep,

Wrapped in my arms to keep ...bill

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Sheilah's Poems

Twin Sisters

Oh my two beauties,
Red, full and wet!
Twin sets of turgid lips,
Which do I love best.
Twin sisters beyond compare,
One midst a pale face white and fair,
The other nestled in luxuriant pale reddish hair.
How I long to kiss, lick, bite and stare,
Breath in your perfumed breathes,
Fondle and caress.
Oh my two beauties,
Bright, ripe and succulent,
Lush orchids that complement,
How I love your perfvidities.

Fragrant Flower

Oh! Those pouting lips,
That honey running fount,
Bend o'er me thy perfumed hips
That I may suck from that scented mouth
That sweet nectar that is wine to my lips.

Black bearded beast, fragrant flower of the night
Spread well those turgid petals to my sight,
Entwine me in those musky tendrils tight, but
That I may cat-like lap that soft hooded bud.

The Kiss

Kiss me now this very hour
Do give me that rose-budded flower
glistening from dabbing in the lukewarm blood of men.
Oh give me such bliss.
Give me those red pouting lips,
That I may languidly kiss
And suck from that honey-scented mouth
The sweet vapour that is thy soul
And into mine dissolve,
Wine into water, water into wine;
You into me and me into the divine.