Desire
yes, she was
womanly in every way
At night
she rode him
like a dare devil
screaming and howling
at every turn, climax and lapse
as I said
she was
womanly in every way
hips the size of Texas
trunk in the rear that
could take just the right
kinda' bulk--his hardware
was a sight to behold
Men whistling
as she passes by
sweat dripping
from envious brows--oh, if only
they could grind with her just once...
but one thing Desire wasn't
she was no slut
her man kept her satisfied--
he was equiped with the finest of hardware
the only kind she'd allow inside her
and yes, she satisfied him fully as well
every night
they'd have a go
screaming and howling
till they both ran out of gas
and forever they'll ride
like Bonnie and Clyde
stealing the night
stealing some sighs
screaming and howling
till they both ran out of lub
he and his beautiful street car
called Deisre........
hhhuhhmmm...
Well...
Fortunately Charlie warned me about what the poem was about before I had a chance to check it out. Otherwise...don't know that I would have read much after that fifth or sixth line... :~) (I know... call me old fashioned... but my ears were burning and my cheeks were blushing!)
Cryssa :~)
Reviewed by Deborah Munson (Reader)
Reviewed on April 15, 2008
Desire when birthed in the comfort and safety of marriage AND true love is truly the something to behold. Nothing like it on this earth, hoping to experience it one day. Well Done! Deborah:)
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on April 13, 2008
I seem to remember a soap called rawhide, why does that come to mind...
Hips the size of Texas will have make his smile like those of a cat that licked all until the last drop of milk cream from his wiskers.
Torrid? you bet!
... to me this is beautifully well-oiled and lubed with the build, Bernice, which takes us emotionally and psychologically to the wonderful finale. It has a sharp metallic sheen and a twin-carb deep hum... it pulses. You have orchestrated this so well that we feel the kick and can't wait for the action! Way to go... Makes me want to get my lips bottoxed (??!!) and make like Angelina Jolie in Gone In 60 Seconds.... :)) !! Kate xx
This is a book of free verse poetry that addresses the seven main tests in life and offers some sensible solutions to passing those tests with minimal discomfort.
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
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Well...
Fortunately Charlie warned me about what the poem was about before I had a chance to check it out. Otherwise...don't know that I would have read much after that fifth or sixth line... :~) (I know... call me old fashioned... but my ears were burning and my cheeks were blushing!)
Cryssa :~)
Torrid? you bet!
Georg
well done Bernice...
John
Delishous Sensuality!
Hot & Loud! Yeah!!
Go gUrL....
Love It Sexy Diva Poem!
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
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(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.