Anticipants Roleplay
~*~for a~*~
Special Kudo’s Day
A heart-shaped box filled with an assortment of sweets
and a bouquet of a dozen thornless red roses, entreats
a sealed card for your eyes only, the unexpected reads
and places a card, a smile, and adds a kiss,' completes
Kid’s Play
~*~on~*~
This Day
There are two children who have fallen off their bikes
they are crying with boo-boo’s on their knees—yikes
as parents’ care, smiles go onto Facebook—get likes
Such A Fine Day
~*~come~*~
Be June Or May
An older adult seems a bit confused and needs help
I know my care home is near a cafe—let’s scan Yelp
By Babbet’s—That’s it, as the old adult pet his scalp
Rules are made and set to function
as their roleplay trumps yours,
lest the game be of election,
A-Plus, winner of wars.
Won by words avoids dysfunction,
body ails naught mind ills,
democracy changed our nation,
daughters, sons--still kills.
Tyranny wins o'er weaker minds
let the bonnet be free ...,
stung 'said, creator of mankind's,
--they left ... slides down that tree.
Evil knows evil, knows their own,
that tree's a free-for-all.
Evil don't overcome good ... sewn
Good overcome evil.
Once 'ere the Eagle flew its course,
turned bee caught and stung 'um,
bitter herbs--better duck or borsch,
--keep loved ones safe at home.
I lied, CLICKBAIT!
I only have but a question to illustrate.
Is a story nothing more than roleplay-
foreplay of poetry?
Fornicators!
Muaed, ...back to the blind date. My lovelies
It’s easy to believe
That humans don’t have hearts
After what they’ve done to me
Lies tend to numb the hurts
But I’ve never been the type
To lie, cheat, or steal
Instead I like to run
To run from what is real
And while I’ve never been athletic
I’ve always been creative
So I like to pretend
It matters what a person is
It doesn’t
Not really
No, not in the least
But pretending I’m someone
It brings me some peace
Am I imbalanced,
or interesting?
The idea evades me,
but that’s the thing.
I wander around
in search of reform.
Exhausted by roleplay.
Refusing the norm.
Watch everyone drip,
to their mold,
and conform;
as they grow old with regret,
wishing they’d guts
to transform;
because resisting conformity
doth not equate
lack of intelligence,
but can create a cultural paradigm shift,
that relates to
social relevance.
Our chemistry is magnetic,
I love to taste your lips.
The way your body feels so warm.
The way you pull me by my hips.
You pull my hair the right way.
Gentle, but yet rough.
It's like I'm an addict, stuck on you,
I can't tell if it's love or lust.
The way you spank my a** hard,
hand prints all across,
taking me how you want to,
showing me who's boss.
Pull me closer into you,
your so hypnotizing.
I just wanna feel you,
as our body temp is rising.
I find you so f**** sexy,
I'll do anything you want,
just tell me what to do.
Touch you, tease you, kiss you, please you,
We can keep it old school,
or try something new.
Looking in your eyes,
I know you want me just as badly.
So let me suck you a little bit,
I really need a 'Daddy'.
Let's foreplay, roleplay, whatever you like.
Give me all you got,
I want that passion burning, pouring sweat,
A pleasure that can't be bought
Let's experiment, test the waters,
see how deep this goes,
To a place of pure bliss,
under covers, where the wild things grow.
Reality beating you down
SL allowing you to act like a clown
No recriminations
Just use your imagination
Possibilities are boundless
Act out your fantasies
There is no place for normalcy in this realm of roleplay and dreams
At the break of dawn
is that midnite loving
I give to my sweet lady
Embracing her with my warmth touch
Caressing every bumps and curves with my tender kiss
We gazed into each other eyes building that attraction that soon will bust
Hormones jumping beyond our control
She takes my hands and guides me to her favorite spot
I slowly remove my hands and reminded her that`s not the way the game starts
She plea and beg me to give her that sexual healing
I finally agree with her and took her to that next dimension
Foreplay, roleplay, we play together
Ecstasy, fantasies, heavenly she`s turned on by me
She ask me for that relaxation that made her so tense
So I lick her up till I put her mind at rest
I lay next toher watch her as she lay fast asleep
Admiring the beautiful angel that God sent to me.
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