Fogging Poems - Poems about Fogging

Assuming we're both heading for Heaven When our days here on earth are done Save me a seat beside you dear lover To continue with more naughty fun Not suggesting anything out of line Just some normal naughtiness, you know Like the times we had in the back of my Chevy What a blast... we put on quite a show Taught me things...

Continue reading...

Assuming we're both heading to Heaven When our days on earth are done Save me a seat beside you dear lover To continue with more naughty fun Not suggesting anything out of line Just some naughtiness, well you know Like our times in the back of my Chevy What a blast... we put on quite a show Don't think I've ever thanked you...

Continue reading...

Assuming we're both heading to Heaven When our days here on earth are done Please save me a seat beside you dear lover To continue with more naughty fun Not suggesting anything out of line Just some normal naughtiness, you know Like the times we had in the back seat of my Chevy What a blast... you sure put on a show Taught...

Continue reading...

Walk rosie, walk on the serrated thorns; exiting the blue abyss, shamelessly a baby god climbs a salt mountain, incantatory, flicks through: cranberry, cranberry it was the end of beginning, the whole, was in peril, bits flying, licking the toes, upending the truth, cracks appearing one by one the attic was full of portraits, atrium empty, the blue landscape latched to windows,...

Continue reading...

Walk rosie, walk on the serrated thorns; exiting the blue abyss, shamelessly a baby god climbs a salt mountain, incantatory, flicks through: cranberry, cranberry it was the end of beginning, the whole, was in peril, bits flying, licking the toes, upending the truth, cracks appearing one by one the attic was full of portraits, atrium empty, the blue landscape latched to windows,...

Continue reading...