As white as the driven snow.
Coming back from a lot.
Chosen to be around.
Bubbly baking soda, region of snow.
Playgirl bunny, lil playboy star.
Than again too much confetti.
Black lives matter to the confederates.
Bedazzled diamond cut.
Coma snow white and the lover in you.
Gangsta's paradise Chicago Chicago.
Eat your wheaties.
Good and plenty with rice cakes.
Sparked them didn't you?
Full of wisdom and enigma.
Checkerboard chess pieces.
Quick, quick, quickly switch up chuck.
In a strategic state of mind.
Approachable Ones - KH
They are the approachable women.
The ones men do not fear.
They wear modesty like a glove.
They do not seduce on the first date.
They are the ones you bring home to mother.
The ones you can trust, the ones with whom you share secrets.
Not the actresses, the models, the playgirl bunnies.
They are the ones who try too hard and live with cats later.
Written 12-14-2019
Contest: She Inspires Series KH Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Maureen McGreavy
I can see you, but you can't see me
I'm outside your window, under the tree
I sit here night after night, watching you undress
My hands are down my panties, giving my body a caress
It turns me on, the way you stroke it before you sleep
My fingers are moving faster, they're plunging in deep
I can feel my climax building, I'm losing my mind
Picturing you tasting me, getting me from behind
Oh yeah..my fingers are wet..getting harder to think
And I'm rubbing in circles, almost to the brink
I want you in me, my mouth, anywhere.
Just look out the window, and call to me if you dare
Or just watch my juices, that just came glistening down my thighs
While my head is thrown back in ecstasy and I'm moaning towards the skies.
I won't lie.
I'm not a sexy guy.
I once posed for Playgirl magazine
and the staples covered everything.
Silently I make a wish
Wondering who’s listening above
If there is a God in heaven
Won’t you send me the gift of love
He doesn’t have to be rich and famous
Or even a playgirl centerfold
Just a kind and loving man
Who bears a heart of gold
An honest man that never lies
And vows to love only one
A man that keeps me at his side
And tells me, i’m second to none
You know the man I speak of
He’s in my dreams every night
He rides a mighty stallion
And wears the armor of a knight
His name is not unknown to me
It’s written in my tears
But everytime I reach for him
The vision disappears
Maybe he just needs to know
Exactly how I feel
Maybe that is all it takes
To make this vision real
Dear father of all mankind
This favor I ask of you
Please tell him that I love him
I know he’ll listen to you
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