I’m coming, my love.
I can hardly wait
to see you again,
high on lusty feelings
as I am …
your seductive body
molded to perfection,
as if for my eyes only…
inhaling your rich scent,
my body melded with yours,
feeling your power
and your strength
as we move as one …
... now, if the damned salesman
will only come down
another thousand
or give me a little more
for my trade-in,
you'll finally be mine.
Was it Dave Barry who described all those 70s songs like "Little Deuce Coupe" as "men writing love sonds to their cars"? Your poem is a cutey. Cheers, Jim from Oz
you are as Rusty said a stinker, but I will add a clever stinker...you had me all the way to the end. I loved it, I needed a smile this afternoon, it's been a rough Friday..but a wonderful one, glad to be alive...
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
You stinker you. Thought this was to be one of your excellent 'grownup' poems and you fooled us with this sudden twist. You know how I hate those suprise endings. chuckle chuckle
Moulded to perfection Hugs
Rusty
Thirteen Sick Tasteless Classics, Part V
Thirteen Sick Tasteless Classics, Part V is humorous adult literature featuring adult content and language. The work satirizes and spoofs thirteen classic tales from U.S. and British literature, a
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Love,
Dove
You're quite a poet, my friend. Impressive!
God Bless
Love, Lena
thank you
a pleasure to read
Love & Peace
William
Regis
You certainly brought the hammer down on this one. Delightful write with a twist.
Light and Wisdom ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
Fee
A stinker for sure!!
Love Tinka
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Moulded to perfection Hugs
Rusty
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
WELL DONE!
CJ, you really have your readers going for a while! Very skillfully-written indeed!!!!!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)