Jared Pickett Poet Free verse

Gym-Nasties****part Two****

Sweating,
bench pressing,
ripping my chest..
Urgg,
the final stretch.
Whew,
she breezes by.
Crop dusting her
"love Spell Perfume".
WOW,
my eyes follow her across the room.

In dream-land,
I've lost focus, 
under hypnosis,
now "tailing" that tail.
bent over,
tan thighs.
That apple bottom 
caught my eye.
No surprise though,
I'm a booty kind of guy.

Those blue latex tights,
fit your hips so right.
I fight,
fight my growing urge.
Candy for my eyes,
such visual delight.
I can't focus on my work-out,
with that magnificent sight.

Sweet, caramel apple,
ample eye candy.
Erotic, mass provoking,
thoughts encourage Gym-Nasties...

**Concluding the Gym-Nasties collaboration started by Linda-Marie Bariana  "Sweetheart"

Jared Pickett
12/17/09
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Charmaine Chircop December 28, 2009 at 1:21 PM Its always about caramel..sweet poem indeed..Lets do the workout:) Charma

Doris Culverhouse December 27, 2009 at 9:30 PM naoughty poem, made me smile!

Linda-Marie Sweetheart December 22, 2009 at 12:34 PM SOUP MAIL 4 U Lone Wolf ... "Sweetheart"

Richard Pickett December 22, 2009 at 5:18 AM You always were a booty kind of guy...I like it a little higher up/// Nicely done son... Watch those weights that they don't fall on you while you booty tootie... Dad

Daver Austin December 19, 2009 at 8:40 AM This one put me in traction. Oh, to be young again. Love, daver

Linda-Marie Sweetheart December 19, 2009 at 6:37 AM Glad we work well together and looking forward to our next adventure... are u snowed in this Saturday morning? I can't even see my car let alone get to it... good thing I am all finished shopping for the big day this week... this storm is God's way of saying.. Hey its MY BIRTHDAY... concentrate on me... gifts are great but I AM the GREATEST GIFT of all... and that is the reson we got the worst storm since 1960 and its not over yet... blessings... luv.. "Sweetheart"

James Fraser December 18, 2009 at 12:36 PM Superb conclusion Jared, a quite excellent piece to finish off your co-write. Well done to the both of you >> James

Caroline Cécile Delacroix December 17, 2009 at 9:58 PM LOL. Perhaps from now on you can exercise with your eyes closed, especially if you are really pursuing the goal of good health. Thanks for sharing so honestly. Caroline.

Marty Owens December 17, 2009 at 7:48 PM Very nice...wow! Enjoyed...Marty

Linda-Marie Sweetheart December 17, 2009 at 5:23 PM Wonderful ending Jared and I got caught up in the moment here.. I may post the whole poem again on my list if it will all fit.. don't know.. maybe experiement... not tonight.. football Colts-Jags.. 13-0.. NO I am not a Jets fan but Joe Willie was and is the best in NFL history... professionally and personally... ??? but only the GIANTS have my heart at the moment... don't know why u like the BRONCOS but its going to be a fun Wild Card season.. great job.. luv.. "Sweetie"

Carolyn Devonshire December 17, 2009 at 12:45 PM "Crop dusting her'"love Spell Perfume'" offers quite an intriguing and creative image, Jared. You and Linda-Marie have created quite a wonderful collaboration! Congrats to both of you on this work. Love and holiday blessings, Carolyn