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Fuzzy and hairy that is what he was, a cuddly big bear. She
Undressed shyly before him while he took his own sweet time
Zesting it up with cologne before a mirror, what a nervous boy
Zorro mask in place he naughtily asked," can I use my whip ?"
You can do anything you want but leave my feet alone
So there they were two hotties revving for the big big night
Oh Oh Oh she wailed and moaned, " how I love the big wild horse"
Caressing her like a velveteen he croons into her ear, "Oh dear "
Kiss me, canoodle me but don't look at my feet Tiger, cuz if you do ?
So slowly ever so slowly he peels the blanket off her quivering body
And as he looked at her feet he took in the blue socks and crocs
Nascent desires squelched, she was no longer a sexy wench ,
Darling, what in Gods name made you wear something like that he cried
Cuz I wanted to be hot stuff for you, but my feet are always cold
Roaring with laughter he took off his mask & she noticed his brows
Oh my stars you shaved your brows! "Didn't want to be a
Caveman my dear. She giggled and squeezed him tight. I love it
Sexy Zorro. Two lovers doo whopping it, with hot sexy love...
I love to watch my white cat and my ginger cat’s antics
They slyly creep, then naughtily or quickly dart away.
So different from our Australian Shepherd dog are they.
The dog is loving and sweet, but she lacks a cat’s finesse.
She always makes such messes and lacks the felines’ soothing purr.
I long to have my cats around to stroke their pretty fur.
I have to be content with the few rare times
when one or the other of the cats comes to me when I’m on my bed.
Then it’s often just because they’re wanting to be fed.
Ah, the white one I love so much - he’s come to me, merely for my touch!
You, I've loved you ever you've been with me!
None supported me as you did, so far.
On my eighteenth, you shone elegantly,
Capturing naughtily what eyes didn't see
When I held closely the mini skirt star.
So, I've loved you ever you've been with me!
In the dark night, when I tread cautiously
To the robber you gave a nasty scar.
And, strong and proud, you shone elegantly!
She came and shunned you for being shabby
She replaced you and you gazed from afar
Still, I've loved you ever you've been with me!
Then one day she left me in state sorry.
I threw her gift to hug you as you are.
Dear of mine, you shone elegantly!
I was not rich man when you came to me
All crushed and bruised you took me to my gloire.
Lovely shoes, I've loved you ever you've been with me!
I love the way you shone elegantly!
27/08/16
Contest: My shoes
Darling, your little lamb dressed naughtily in lace
lies here languishing endlessly on satin sheets,
with loosened locks spread upon a silken pillow case.
I sail into a day-dream land where I think of what I miss:
the ripple of your gentle laughter, the scintilla of your smile,
which send me to a lavender and lilac scented place of soulful bliss.
I imgaine your soft eyes, alluringly light blue,
your lashes that lightly brush my blushing face,
And your dulcet voice calling, “Let me make sweet love to you.”
Mesmermized by magic, I’m revolving with delight,
maddeningly loving you, I’m lilting. You’re my moon.
In your illumination, I am floating in your light.
Dreaming of your smooth lips moving marvelously on mine.
Like licking the meringue on lemon pie, so succulent.
My wine, my mint julip, the elixir I imbibe – you are sublime.
Here I am , your little lamb, yet dressed so naughtily.
Hurry, Darling, let me fall upon you and love you lusciously.
March 30, 2018
Now for PD's 'Alliteration 004 (I prefer old poems)' Contest
A~B~C
Astonishingly
Beautiful
Cornucopia
Dancing
Entrancing
Fairies
Graciously
Handsomely
Infinitely
Jubilant
Kittenish
Lively
Mood
Naughtily
Outrageously
Playing
Quaint
Rapturous
Simplistic
Tunes
Underneath
Velvet
Willows
Xylophones
Zinging…
Written 9th May 2020
Contest ABC
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Ahab needed shore leave,
And obsessed so on his dream,
Harpooning some sweet harlot
Had become his major theme.
He was just a novice mariner,
His first time far from home.
He’d made his maiden voyage
With his wild oats yet unsown.
Jezebel liked scrimshaw,
Always wore it like a queen.
She loved to dress in style
And had a taste for French cuisine.
She was just another working girl,
Young sailors were her game.
She didn’t dig Jehovah,
But she’d do Him just the same.
Ahab went on liberty
With fifty bucks in cash.
He laid down ten on his first tattoo
And a shot of sour mash.
Jezi smiled coquettishly,
Cooed, Hey there, cherry boy,
For forty shekels I’ll show you the ropes.
I shag like the real McCoy.
Jezebel naughtily lowered her veil
And shimmied her best Bette Davis.
Ahab said, "Baby, lead me astray
Where Elijah’s conceit can’t betray us."
Ahab followed Jezi
To her boudoir’s upper floor,
Singing gayly of Nantucket
Like some salty troubadour.
Ahab put his hand inside
Her open cookie jar.
The moment seemed electric,
Like Saint Elmo lit his spar.
Just then the temple cops burst in
And ruined his crescendo.
Ahab ran; they clipped his leg.
Jezebel jumped out the window.
This story and its moral
Speak of tragic dialogues:
Ahab deflowered a virgin prosthesis,
And Jezebel went to the dogs.
I, naughtily, peeled and peeled you to find the truth within,
You have, dear, taught me the philosophy of nothingness;
Each of your petals, like magical herbs, tickles my skin,
Each leaf, as a united nation, enwraps your thickness...!
In you is fulfilled the Buddhist concept of Nirvana,
You are accused of arousing sensuality too;
The Israelites, in each step, seeking flora and fauna,
The Bible says each one missed you, restlessness in them grew...!
One who wishes to kiss one's spouse should not eat you, they say,
Each dish of each little home, yet, dear, you make delicious:
Antioxidants, Blood Sugar, and the Digestive way,
Symbol of protection, memories... you are auspicious...!
Peel yourself selflessly... this is what every onion says,
Resurrection means crucifixion too in humbler ways...!!!
Susie teetered into Bill’s office, wearing a skintight miniskirt
Sat on Bill’s knee for dictation. She was an outrageous flirt
Soon Bill was smitten and couldn’t resist her ample charms
He forgot about his wife and kids and fell into Susie's arms
That was the lusty beginning of their clandestine love affair
Young Susie is a man-eater and calls Bill her "Honey Bear"
Bill’s wife discovered his deception and asked for a divorce
She’ll keep it out of the media for a huge settlement, of course!
As soon as his divorce was finalised he made Susie his wife
Susie’s only twenty. Bill wanted a carer for the rest of his life
Bill’s eighty-five years old and Susie stroked his thinning hair
and denies her attraction to him is that Bill’s a multi millionaire!
They say age doesn’t matter, especially when you are ‘in love’
That depends if you’re the ‘secretary’ who's married to ‘the ‘guv’!
Within a year Bill was dead and Susie worked for another VIP
I've heard she takes dictation while sitting naughtily upon his knee
Age doesn’t matter when you’re in love Contest
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