black lace,
boots of leather,
his head
cannot forget her,

the way she walked,
a Sexy Feather,
and raunchy talk,
her love is better

than sugar, chocolate,
a sweetie pie,
a lollypop lick
that made him high,

and curves,tethered
just perfectly.....
he can't wait for her,
he goes early,

they meet up behind
the bar they met,
where last night they had
almost all-you-can-get,

and when he sees her
in all her glory,
as her clothes fall to the ground,
a bemusing story,

hits him beween the eyes
'cause what's between her
thighs,
though is quite
hygienic,

is quite a
large.......

........
penis....

Morale to the story
of
Sexy Feather;
best not to get too lost
in lusty pleasures

until you're sure you've got
the "kind" you want,

unless, of course
it's been cut by the doc....




copyright 2007 Rose Loya