Short Lubricious Poems

beneath pink
lace

the healthy scent
of pink perfume

in gentle slopes and
warm valleys

tender lingering touch
explores

the silken down
sheltering

pink mysterious
depths

of intoxicating
nectar

at life’s lubricious
center

beneath pink
lace...

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A lubricious lady from Kent
one night to a nightclub she went;
there, she spied a young guy
thought she'd give it a try;
turned out, given that up for Lent!

So she lingered around at the bar;
when soon entered a Jolly Jack Tar.
Hello sailor, she said,
will you take me and wed?
He shot off, in his getaway car!...

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"All a man really wants, is a girl who looks good in a bikini." - Jack Freestone

Hot white sand sticks,
tingles the salacious sense
of beach-braced feeling,
clad in skimpy bikini.

Out of the blue the golden sun gilds 
the skin unconcealed,
lubricious assets fix attention focus,
the imagination latitude narrows. 

The construct of the consummate mind,
the unsculpted bikini body beguiles....

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For Cecil...

Feelin' like a moose, I drank too much o dat juice
I was kel on All That but now I fell flat
What happened last night
Will I ever feel all right?
Lubricious waves of melconcoly cascade like a torrent of falling stars
What happened last night
Now I'm hung-over, and last nights bang is over 
She kicked me out of the room 
Boom boom boom
A sigh beneath the sheets. I just want to weep. When will this be over?
My brutal hangover.
What happened last night......

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