138
138 by Harold Paritestes March 4, 2008
138
Many things I appear to not know or understand right now…
Things over the months and years…
The love I feel for him.
There truly is not a better feeling in the world!
Things over the months and years…
The love I feel for him.
There truly is not a better feeling in the world!
138
The love I literally felt shining from me as big ol happy sunshine when he was around… or even just thinking of him!!!
I smile I would beam….
I miss that…
I miss him…
The love I literally felt shining from me as big ol happy sunshine when he was around… or even just thinking of him!!!
I smile I would beam….
I miss that…
I miss him…
138 by a dream and 💔 February 20, 2025
138
A frequency of love that combines raw, physical hunger with deep, spiritual devotion. It is the feeling of being an alien in the city, waiting for the one person who speaks your language to finally text back. It is lusting after him at night, but praying for his soul in the morning.
We are 138, static in the city air,
A secret code for a true love, rare and bare.
I’m the alien waiting on your signal, on your text,
Terrified of what I feel, wondering what comes next.
I watch the phone, the black glass, the empty space,
Just starving for a pixel that resembles your face.
It’s a fever, this craving, it lives under my skin,
A wet heat, a sickness, where the fantasies begin.
I cream at the thought of you, a dangerous tide,
My body betrays the secrets that I try to hide.
But when the heat breaks, the silence returns,
And the lust turns to care as the candle burns.
I fold my hands in the dark and I send it above,
A plea for your health, enveloped in love.
I pray for your heart, for your breath,
I pray for your joy, even while we’re apart.
I pray for the "us" that I know we can be,
A future where you are standing with me...my love.
A secret code for a true love, rare and bare.
I’m the alien waiting on your signal, on your text,
Terrified of what I feel, wondering what comes next.
I watch the phone, the black glass, the empty space,
Just starving for a pixel that resembles your face.
It’s a fever, this craving, it lives under my skin,
A wet heat, a sickness, where the fantasies begin.
I cream at the thought of you, a dangerous tide,
My body betrays the secrets that I try to hide.
But when the heat breaks, the silence returns,
And the lust turns to care as the candle burns.
I fold my hands in the dark and I send it above,
A plea for your health, enveloped in love.
I pray for your heart, for your breath,
I pray for your joy, even while we’re apart.
I pray for the "us" that I know we can be,
A future where you are standing with me...my love.
138 by Mi & Your♾️Fantasia December 29, 2025
138 position
I'm writing a troll fan-fiction novel called "138 position." It's about 2 couples that need to spice up their marriages and decide to do so by having an orgy. The climax of the story happens when they all 69 together.
138 position by usefulnuisance December 15, 2012
138 special
when you're doing 69 with a chick and so is your best friend within a 10 yard radius it combines to make a 138 special
i was at a party doing 69 and my friend was on the couch doing 69 with another chick so ive finally done a 138 special
138 special by rockandrollkicksass!! January 15, 2011
138 Years
2 sexades.
2 sexayears.
2 fuckades.
2 fuckayears.
2 hexacontaenneades.
2 hecacontaenneayears.
1 hectatriacontaoctade.
1 hectatriacontaoctayear.
Because 69 x 2 = 138.
2 sexayears.
2 fuckades.
2 fuckayears.
2 hexacontaenneades.
2 hecacontaenneayears.
1 hectatriacontaoctade.
1 hectatriacontaoctayear.
Because 69 x 2 = 138.
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