Camisole Poems - Poems about Camisole

.... Locked mine duke theirn digits your camisole Snatched up mine might lifted ......Read the rest...

...He heard the car and came running, Jumped and whirled in the air, Barking his happiness! Dad lifted her down in her yellow-flowered Camisole and high heeled shoes. The dog dropped, His hind ......Read the rest...

...Agnetha's bottom was a joy to behold Watching her cavort, made me lose control A bum so firm Made me squirm Wish I could've fiddled inside her camisole......Read the rest...

...Have you ever seen someone walk into a pole Happened to me once while out for a stroll Had a poem in mind To all else I was blind Should've paid attention, dirtied my camisole......Read the rest...

...Simone I’ve yet to see her cry Or wipe a tear from her eye Though I’ve seen her dry sweat off her brows And that fan ain’t nothing She’s going on sixty-five Burgundy lipstick staine......Read the rest...

...To make someone giggle is my life's goal What better way than to cajole someone's thoal What in hell is a thoal It's under a ladies camisole Us guys drool at the thought of losing control......Read the rest...

... "50 Words for Poe: camera obscura" The Night Flower turns in her bed in a dark room stories of wraiths like flies buzzing in her head and ......Read the rest...

...From eve's mural, she glints lusciously waking duskfall with bolder hues and toasted flames kindling warm passion… that in stylus of breezes which etches tinted oak, petals, and grass ......Read the rest...

...With music playing from across the room, the notes of love are drifting through the air, and in my heart our romance still abloom with bodies swaying to our song so fair. I hear your whispers ......Read the rest...

...The crinkle in her hair The bends of her waste The fullness of her lips I recognize as she sits under the shade of that tree The dip in his step Wave breaks of his hair And the dialect spok......Read the rest...

...Detritus Sitting there, honey, Cleansed and bathed, Scented with lilac and rose, Glistening at your dressing table, and Eyeing yourself in the chrome mirror; I, as your guest, sit by and wat......Read the rest...

...Okay, I'm at it again, hope you're ready my friends A mushy love poem from this old dude He ain't dead yet, still got some oats to still spread Block your eyes if you don't like rude......Read the rest...

... My Satin Doll happiness was a fading view of your elegant Ella Good-N-Plenty camisole caboose Having Memory Lane sultry thoughts, bed-craving crypt feelings from the past Adventurous p......Read the rest...

...The eighth lioness of the field arrives permeating heat, inhaling exhaling mist of blistered days perched on strands of morning glories and floats of shimmering porous sun.... she will throb li......Read the rest...

...Let your fingers do the walking right up her thighs Causing me to squiggle and pop out my eyes Lose total control Lift her camisole For easy access to the den of her sweet prize......Read the rest...