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"The smell of earth after rain."
Let your senses drift again.
Concentrate on olfactory nerves,
remembering wonderful serves
of delectable, delicious delights.
How about new mown grass?
A sure sign winter has passed.
Promise of sunny days to come.
Except if you call Ireland home.
Try this now and sniff the breeze,
from a fishing boat heading to sea.
Salt with disel and rain on the wind.
Bring our costumes for a swim.
Or give me a roll in the hay.
Like you did that faraway day.
Cow manure and pig's trogh,
Hold appeal to some I know.
The musk of your body when hot.
Just after you have touched the spot.
Earthly odours earthlings omit,
shortly after that arousing kiss.
Sweet newborn child I hold close.
My head bent to allow my nose
touch your downy head of hair.
Inhale you into my heart's lair.
Ah yes, those smells we can recall,
to conjure up and relive it all.
Blessed are we that power to possess.
Those scents to recollect I guess.
Hands folded prayer like to beseech thee
to abduct me with no cause to up braid
natural temptation found temptation commanding
from divine dada disobeyed
Earthbound Olympian of love,
now dwells amidst mossy secluded glade
a natural bed of soft earthy, downy
canopied bridal awaiting to lovers to get laid
and maybe nine months later,
a baby will resemble thee dear milkmaid
then whence we return to our Land O’ Lakes chalet
homage will be paid
in which human guise paramour
doles secrets of amorous Lumineers trade
into dreamland such desire does in vade.
Victuals to satiate pleasures of flesh
especially erogenous zones
administered by this imaginary mistress
sin seductive tones
thru this private line, but no other phones
triggering mine little rolling stones
to generate primal sounds vis a vis moans
inducing groin seams of pants extreme groans
toward pocket sixty-nine without lovely bones.
A copious amount of adoration suffuses entire body of this man
her, whose gentle and kind embrace promises to be eternal plan
as made mention in the Bible, Quran, or Torah millennia ago rattan
whose healthy libido will probably outlive me life span.
Royal carpet treatment awaits me each and every day
as the differences between myself and august dweller on high
establish a bounty and glory of compassion to roll in the hay
atop bodacious, delicious, felicitous fantasy asks me to lie
imbibing succulent atmosphere akin to an eternal month o may
taking spirit soaring thousands of miles of feet in the sky.
Upon hearing sweet nothings nobody else can hear
affecting heavy breathing indicated by nostril
that imperceptibly flare
a sheer grin of joy lights up countenance ear to ear
despite impish quarks of this divine being so dear
as journey to inxs of nirvana induced ejaculated whispered clear
from being buck-naked bare.
She’s sultry and she’s sexy
Sunday morning yet kind of wild
And if I get to I can tell you
I’d gladly throw in the towel
I can’t think of even one
Other thing I’d rather do
Fore my time on this earth ends
Before all my days are through
She’s my bucket list if you catch my drift
Every night and everyday
But rest assured she’s so much more
Than a one night roll in the hay
Upside down and all around
Gonna let her have it her way
Call it a bucket list or a dying wish
I can’t let her get away
She’s got my want to overflowing
Can’t get a handle on myself
This rusty pails awaiting
These holes can’t fill themselves
Gonna take it nice and easy
Fill it clear up to the top
Once I get my fill I’ll need refilled
I ain’t ever gonna stop
She’s my bucket list if you catch my drift
Every night and everyday
But rest assured she’s so much more
Than a one night roll in the hay
Upside down and all around
Gonna let her have it her way
Call it a bucket list or a dying wish
I can’t let her get away
Some men live for money
But you’re only rich if you find love
Am I half full or half empty
It’s all just because...
She’s my bucket list if you catch my drift
Every night and everyday
But rest assured she’s so much more
Than a one night roll in the hay
Upside down and all around
Gonna let her have it her way
Call it a bucket list or a dying wish
I can’t let her get away
On my bucket list there’s a dying wish
I’d love to fulfill....some day...
What is it that makes women beautiful
Is it her eyes, her personality, her smile
Her alluring soft and mellow voice
That whispers let's talk for a while
Intelligence is definitely a very big factor
Coz when the loving's all done
Need to discuss the happenings of the day
And the recent soap opera fun
Love is much more than a roll in the hay
To last, it needs friendship as well
So hard to love someone if liking's not part
It's really quite easy to tell
So what is it that makes women so beautiful
Those things and a whole lot more
That overwhelming and totally feminine thing
The beauty that all men adore
Although I'm little distant, I love you on this day
Because I love you more than I did yesterday
Come lay with me on today
Don't hesitate let's have fun and play
Each moment with you is spring time in
May
Follow your heart, and let it have it's say
Give me all of you, that is the only way
Handle my heart with care,I'll never stray
I want to be with you forever and always
Join me on this lovely and romantic sleigh
Keep our romance fun, let's roll in the hay
Let's be together until we're old and gray
My heart and soul is yours, and will forever
stay
New beginnings are always at bay
On this day I want to be your wife don't delay
Please say yes, we'll get married in Hawaii I'll
wear a lai
Quit thinking about all we have on our tray
Rest assured I'm ready to throw all negativity
away
Sorry I brought all this up on your birthday
Trust in God he is the potter we're the clay
Understand we can't do this halfway
Venturing out of our comfort zone will cause us to
be giddy and gay
With you I will take you hand down life's
pathway
X-ray your heart so it could be on display
You are my whole world, I'm happy as a bluejay
Zestfulness is what you give me, is what
I'm trying to convey
Alexis Y
08-17-16
Inspired by Mike and Lin's ABC rhyme poem
I hope my title won’t shock you
For my words are perfectly true
No I wasn’t seeking a roll in the hay ...
I visited a brothel in ancient Pompeii
Lupanar is Latin for brothel
And its translation is wolf den
The ladies were known as 'she wolves'
Lupa is the word used to describe them
The Lupanare had ten tiny rooms
Each with a small stone bed
It would be covered with a mattress of straw
So the lupa would not hurt her head!
Outside each room was an erotic fresco
The pictures were really quite shocking
For two loaves of bread and some wine
It would pay for the Lupa you’re knocking!
Information from our tour guide Franchesca
09 08 17
FANCY A TAXI?
There was once a young man called Mark,
Who worked at a local bank
As a clerk.
He went to Spain for a holiday.
Got quite drunk one night,
And after a roll in the hay,
With a girl who he met in a bar,
Moved in with her, she told him
That she was some sort of star!
He married her.
When sober realized that things
Went way too fast,
For he knew nothing of his new
Brides past!
He would soon learn the truth,
Which, would leave him aghast!
One day his Boss said
He could take the day off, and had
Promised his wife to buy
A new bedspread,
He came out of the office into
A blazing hot day,
And waved down a taxi that
Was going his way.
He gave the taxi-driver his address,
And the taxi driver looked at him,
Thoroughly perplexed!
You want to also go here, you are
The second passenger I have picked
Up in the last hour,
The last gentleman was holding a flower!
Mark became suspicious,
Paid the driver his fee,
And climbed the stairs to his flat,
He, had a key so didn’t knock,
And what he saw gave him
A jolt and a shock!
A flower was in a vase by the bed,
And a gentleman was entwined
In the sheets with the woman
He had wed!
No need to say,
He called it a day
Decided to continue his travels,
Gave in his resignation, and went
To Japan,
He knew a girl who lived there,
Her name was Anne,
This one he would not marry, or
Dare to get drunk,
He was no monk,
But would hate the idea,
that again he would flunk!
Just a short twist to this tale!
The taxi driver picks up another passenger,
This one was also on vacation,
And also a male,
Who gives the taxi driver another,
Destination to drive to,
This can’t be true thought the driver,
But drives to the address and
The passenger descends,
And ascends,
To a flat, it is the taxi driver’s wife,
He was visiting,
The driver could never think
That his wife was a cheat,
He was just lucky today, he was
On this beat!
He caught them in the act,
The taxi driver divorces his cheat,
And goes for a holiday to Japan,
He also knows Anne!
How complicated can life be,
That two men travel to Japan,
And both know Anne!
They all sit there lined up in a row
Not knowing when exactly when to go
Decisions are made on the image they are looking for
As the applicants mumble at the door.
Mommas got cash
Let those pass
The Agent said
Wondering if they knew how to play dead underneath the bed.
Here comes another one
Participating in the audition after getting some sun
Shez a factor the agent said and could be a fine actor
Take a picture with her in blood
And bet you bottom dollar she is not going to be a dud.
Two more come in
Being a sweet photogenic twin
And having what it takes to win
A prize which is the opportunity to hear some more lies
Maybe this is just something
Like a guy giving them a ring.
Pick up the phone
“I am alone,” she could say
About this selection process for a scene to roll in the hay
During this time when they know she is out of money
And reality states they are only there to be called honey
Having the only worry being ‘if tomorrow is going to be sunny’.
When asked to defend
Its for the men
They do state
Hoping a date will turn into a lifelong mate.
In this game where no one knows their name
One may ask about money
When the success is being a bunny
This is nothing new
In a profession that ends with “I Do”
Yes, no she is waiting for an answer
On whether she is the corpse of the principal dancer.
When she gets the green light to be in the dying fight
She gets pumped up with all the might
“How much should I show?”
She asks with a glow.
Just enough
the guys want to see your inside stuff.
Finally, they get cast as the damsel getting the gas
Ready to meet a monster with a dangerous tool
And not expecting to end up just body parts in a bloody pool.
It only takes a day and hopefully there will be pay
But if not, the picture taken could be considered hot.
Everything is fine if it looks good
Especially if the B movie talent has it all together underneath their hood.
Do not be worried since it’s just the character that is going to be buried
Then after weeks in the theater what will be sweeter
A shot on a magazine cover that begs for men to love her.
Soon the check will come
And it will be done
Once the payment goes through and she tells the one man in her life “I do”
What is it that make women so beautiful
Is it their eyes, their personality, their smile
Their alluring soft and mellow voice
That whispers let's talk for a while
Intelligence is definitely a very big factor
Coz when the loving's all done
Need to discuss the happenings of the day
And the recent soap opera fun
Love is much more that a roll in the hay
To last, it needs friendship as well
So hard to love someone if liking's not part
It's really quite easy to tell
So what is it that make women so beautiful
Those things and a whole lot more
That overwhelming totally feminine thing
The beauty that all men adore
© Jack Ellison 2014
I will have to pay if I stay here another hour my lady. He told her whilest he waited for her to tip him . She told hinm the Inn keeper wished to have he and his brother stay as guest might they help bring wood in in the morning. Yes that would be fine he said but what of the exspence of supper dessert and breakfast, he if willing to pay for you to chore, labor for profit mind you he said. Thank you for the arangment. I must thank God and you that we are protected this night from the wilds of the elements and the Brutes who would take advantage of two lonely drifter in the rain. Yes as a woman I do understand, my freind has arrived and I am so glad to see exuse me sir. Yes my Lady. She is as lovely as an onion: and as freindly as a net of honey bee's. I can see she want someone to take her lugage to her room: I will do so kindly for a tip. Oh Doosty, yes my lady he creid to her knowing what she wanted before she had asked. He walked to them with is soaked hat in hand. My luggage please kind sir, she said yes my lady. He bentover to grab the bags and was met with a slp to the ass, "stout are we with a nice ass she said laughing, The tip is for the berry mind you she said laughing the laughed the whole way up the stairs. Her freind paid the tip in the room, a find and healty tip too I might add. She told him if he washed up later on she give him a ball bouncing time in the night if he wished to Rumpy Bumpy. I thought you and she were you know, we are you smirker Clam, you and your brother can can come up here and partner up with me and this Ole agal, they started laughing. Woopie and a roll in the hay. The tip should have told you I really like you, gone and rag that thing clean: i wanna love you later. I like em stout honey! She said. Ostinato the viloen shall play as we kiss and hold one another close. I can't wait my lady, I can't wait! He said. She told him romance is passing a couple pints around and getting hiccied up and when the gas runs out the lanterns are off!