Funny Sensual Poems | Examples
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Three times the mass of the sun
were the boobs of stripper, Priscilla the Hun.
And when the adoring men yelled out for more,
she'd shimmy and knock 'em all to the floor ~
first with the left, and then with the right one.
next valentine's day
my new vase will host some guests ~
red and white roses
Don’t smile with me if you don’t want to
Because I am not a mirror
Don’t be like a bluffer who gives me a black smile
In a strange, nervous and abnormal style
Because I am not a josher
Show me the genuine emotions of you
Give me something normal or natural
I am not asking for anything special
Just be yourself and I will appreciate it
Don’t give something unusual and vile
Flash me a normal, sweet and beautiful smile
Don’t give me a lot. I’ll be satisfied with a small bit
Because I want neither a black nor a blank smile
In a strange, white, hypocritical and unusual style
But smile, smile with me, if you mean it
And please don’t, if your smile does not fit.
Copyright © June 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
An Alliterative Pursuit Of A Lover
I will firstly frankly forwardly forthrightly fastidiously befriend you.
Then I will completely correctly courteously candidly chastely court you.
Then whencesoever I have wonderfully wackily warmly wooingly won wed you,
I’ll be free to laughingly longingly lustily lecherously lasciviously licentiously lengthily ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly
Gladly gently graciously gratefully gallantly grandly greatly love you forever.
Come inside it's cold out
The cabin's nice and warm
The weekend forecast just came on
They say a big snowstorm
I'll get your booty slippers
You change into your sweats
I'll bring down your blanket
And then you'll be all set
Now give me your guitar there
The one that needs the string
I'll put a new one on for you
And then I'll play something
But first I have to tune them
The body realign
Make sure the pitch is perfect
And then she'll sound just fine
The tone comes through my fingers
Sometimes a gentle touch
Sometimes a vibrant plucking
The choices vary much
And if you want a lesson
Just sit here in this chair
I'll check on your Bm
In case it's still not there
I have a funny feeling
It might not quite yet be
I'll have to guide your hands again
Relax now, just let me
That's it you're doing better
Don't stop now, get it clear
My that's a lovely sweater
And your neck is oh so near
I'm losing concentration
I'm in a zone of bliss
Please don't be upset with me
It was just a little kiss
Getting clean in a hot shower
Gives you a smell like a flower
Pretty and fragrant like a a rose
From your head down to your toes
But when you are really flirty
I don't feel clean--just dirty
Steaming up the glass door
Clothes are scattered on the floor
Soaping up its slippery
Falling for your trickery
To join you in this fun game
This hot waters like a flame
Pulsating on us strong and steady
Until we both are ready
To get warm and really cozy
Under blankets--cheeks so rosy
From the hotness we just shared
Not one ounce of love was spared
As we got dirty in the action
Leading to desired passion
lost in second
but remembered
forever
never again
and always
you freely
fully to
me one
to you
nothing
anymore
anyone
You look great in those boots
But can you walk
Walk all over me
Straight up to your thighs
One kiss and I’ll surely die
Come on, give me the eye
No point asking why
Okay, I want inside you
Five hundred dollars doesn’t lie
You can say you love me
That way, we’ll both get by
Life is so short between your thighs
Do you feel it
Deep inside
Makes you want to cry
I know you hate me
But you made the pact
Now it’s time to act
You look great in those boots
But can you walk
Walk all over me
Now it’s the talking part
Two strangers, heart-to-heart
Truths and lies
Smokes and why’s
I need to see you in my mind, you’ll get me through the tough times
You need the money
Seems rather funny, no money where I’m going
How about you, kids and all
How we fall
Two people in the night
Just getting through
As you do
Your boots on the floor
The last glimpse as I close the door.
It’s raining, death on the hill
No time for the final kill
You did look great in those boots
Will you walk for the final time
All over me.
Wedding wines - rather champagne shines
and bubbly breakout of blushing bride.
Groom with giant heart, gracious, grateful - grips
her hand with his handsome wholeness. Helps
his lovely lady into limousine, longing for her lips.
Laps leaping, longing, leaving the crowd’s “so long!”
Cans chiming cheers. Crowd chuckles at car’s rear.
“Honeymoon here we come!” Coreen casts a shameless
glance at Glen. His green anticipation, Gable-debonair.
Goosebumps and gorgeous view - grand peaks
of her bosom buddies, brimming with lace and brouhaha.
His eyes - riveting, reveling, robust, ruddy and willing.
~
Throbbing thirst, thistles ‘neath terrycloth, while he waits.
Anticipation hurts - artfully, agonizingly. Her appearance
in nascent negligée, nearly naughty, nearly a no-no,
but not, for they’ve tied the knot and into a knot they go.
Get’m tiger! Tongues tangoed, trip to Timbuktu, tipsy
and top-see and no toodaloo - a forever frou-frou.
Silk surrender, sliding, suspend her, satisfaction in space.
Stirring, sipping, inhabiting each other, sensational and sweet.
9/2/2022
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My hair was thick for a moment
My heart was thick for a week
My love is thick when you want it
Though afterwards, I can't speak
If you won't come by the bedside,
You can still come to the back door
There's all kinds of fish in a red tide
And a hopeless few still down the shore
Everybody's dealing with sickness
Nobody knows any cure
The worst kind of debt is thickness
Against that, no one's insured
The red meat is thick in the middle
The dark meat is thick like the past
They're now thickening individuals
I guess so they're fit to be gassed
If you find that you're in the thick of it,
Maybe you'll be amazed
The plague don't care if you're sick of it
And God lets you know when He prays
Thick as thieves —
Thin out the herd —
Isn’t it funny
How the line between thick and thin
Is often blurred
You know I’ll be yours through thick and thin
I won’t fly out the door when the money rolls in
I’ll be the singer you always wanted
I’ll be the glamor you never flaunted
Expanding
Passionate
Knotted
Gyrating
Spasming
Whisk
Egg Beater
Chocolate
Hot
Sweaty
Breathless
Noisy
Blurry
Purring
Screaming
Creamy
Multiple
Moist
Wet
White
Sticky
Licky
Happy
Smiley
Dreamy
Funny
Sleepy
Treats
Come
Cookies ready
Time to Eat
Satisfied
Jod well done
Guilty Pleasure 101
Midnight memories of moonlit bay
When in his arms young passion lay
Beneath the twilight prior to dawn
He the prince and she the swan
With an exchange of funny quips
He craved sweet nectar of her lips
Citrus notes from her perfume
Intoxicating thoughts consume
Ignited passion in their eyes
Fuelled by fun and restful sighs
Just one touch upon her skin
Awoke the lust and carnal sin
Now love cascades down delicate flesh
Like cellist and cello bodies mesh
Entangled dreams and shared desires
Merging in those raging fires
Exploding waves upon the rocks
It’s open now, Pandora’s box
Friendship gone - it’s something else
What happens when the passion melts?!
October 27th 2019
Midnight Aurora
Thank you to Curtis Moorman whose early morning quips inspired me to write this :)
California or Bust
My girl, California gave me her trust
unwilling she with the aspect of lust
but she soon would rejoice
when she gave me a choice
I could explore California or Bust
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California or Bust
May 19, 2019
she wanted all of him and this second
her intensity was fierce
he let her have her way
When Joy took a walk in the park;
decided that she would go stark.
Guys all took a look,
as her bottom shook,
but she was just out for a lark.
She was just strolling and wiggling,
her top and bottom both jiggling.
All of the boys flocked;
the preacher was shocked.
Joy stood hip shot and was giggling.
Then Joy said that she’d had enough;
with these guys she’d have to get tough.
“You go on your way
‘cause I will not play,
just because I am in the buff!"
Written 12/26/18