Best Romp Poems

(WARNING  SIGNS)

You are old and fragile
Claiming to be a lion when in bed
In some way, you remind me of the walking dead
Your bones make...

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Mystical Moon, languidly adrift in pallid glory,
is holding night court, clad in gold silk sarong.
Ruling her astral kingdom, amusing with a story
about a cow and...

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Apple blossoms flutter in the breeze.  Awakening,
Barefoot to the brook we go, brightly scampering,
Counting caterpillars discovered on our way -
Daffodil and daisy picking this...

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A gypsy dance enthralls the stars
into a twirl of rustling hems 
as women tap bare feet, guitars
lift twiddling notes of lore’s anthems
along a woodland’s lively...

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Our sweet dog Holly lies under our tree
She is wagging her tail so gleefully,

Knocking about the light Christmas tree balls.
She becomes quite shocked as one...

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Beware the morning tiger
Before his first coffee
     Look out for the afternoon lizard:
     Ectotherm on the sidewalk...

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The look of pity on the saleswoman's face said it all
my paint spattered clothing, however the jeans fit
just didn't have that panache, chic pizazz, tongue...

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With my brightened lens, I watch you
mystically zooming in     zooming out,
and my eyes focus on the shutter where
 a hundred gulls...

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Cotton candy clouds at sunset
 Star lit skies at darkest night
 Yellow moons in the heaven 
 My hand in yours held tight .

 Small...

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"Uncircumnavigated"



Just Around the Corner ...



How did you write 
your way 
into my story?

A Wolf 
and
a Fox

Blitzkrieg. 
The rompers 
romp in…

This is unprecedented, unwanted,
Silence is Golden
I...

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She is a lifeline in the blue-black of days
Curled on my lap, her sausage form rolls
All over the bed ... without guilt, without care;

Weenie girl...

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Come to my boudoir Cheri
I am here all for thee
In red and lace
I shall entangle you will love
Entice you with lust
Tease you till desires run...

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If I ruled the world I'd paint it mostly blue,
Spiders would build the finest webs - I'd decree the morning dew,
Auroras would shimmer above the...

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Oh how this bodice is dressed in taffeta,
Lined with hundreds of lavender pleats
Spiraling, drooping, whirling
All over my voluptuous contour …
Bare these limbs grinding on soft...

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There was a little dog one day,
Who ambled on his aimless way.
He didn't have a house or home:
A doggy bed or fine meat bone.

His coat...

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