i read in a blog the other day that we write about things after we can no longer do them...here is prove positive, friends...
Romance is nice
Hold my hand in the movies
Buy me candy on valentines day
No girl can resist a little wooing
But keep one thing firmly in mind
And firmly is the key word here, I say
When I want sex, I want it down and dirty
I want it in the kitchen, amid the dirty dishes
In the living room standing up, looking out the window
Watching friends arrive for dinner, hurry before they ring
In the bathroom at your mother’s, trying not to scream
Lift my skirt, do it quick, any place and time
We can take hours later in our bed but quickies are sublime
In the backseat of your car, like we used to do
Push it in, do it hard, make me yell uncle, please…uncle who???
That’s right baby, do it here, in your office during the day
On your knees, while I lay on your desk, spread out
Make me squirm, make me beg, make your secretary shout
Listening from the other room, when I lay on the intercom
I don’t want pretty words, declarations of love right now
I want you to tell me what to do and I want you to tell me how
Hold my head, twist me around, treat me like I love
I want it down and dirty, when push comes to shove
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Reviews of "When Push Comes to Shove (Erotic reprint)"
Where have you been all my life? Believe me, that's the way it use to be but it's not now. And it's not simply a matter of age. It's far more complex than that. I haven't figured it out yet. But this poem captures all the thrill and excitement of the sheer pleasure of sex. And that's a good thing. A very, very good thing.
Oh yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.... There's a time and a place for everything, Sue, and I'm not sure age has much to do with it... just "where you're at" at any given moment and station in life... But sure can relate to the time is NOW and the place is HERE... Reminds me of a write I did about the Sphinx at the British Museum in London a while back.... Even in the Egyptian Room on the floor beneath a few antiquities with the right geeky guy...!!! Whatever, whenever... True love is not always polite or genteel.... Honest and upfront... or up for it! Makes me feel 21 again... :)) TY K xx
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well put and felt ;}
down and dirty
naw i think you still got it.......
sexy write!!!
Well done in the face "I want it and I want it NOW!!
Love Tinka
Love,
Eileen