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Topless

We were young and full of adventure
Travelling in our kombi van
Burning incense and listening
To Cat Stevens and Bob Dylan

We decided to climb a tourist peak
Slowly making it to the top
Going down was easier 
Though there was a lot of start and stop

It was  busy on the peak that day
With tourists abound
We had to keep

Topless Surfer

This summer, my twin met a surfer guy,
wearing bright shorts, looked like a dragonfly.
Funny, had a bush so thick,
thought he’d impress his new chick,
his topless humor made her wave goodbye.

She, topless when caught

Pleaded she, topless when in street caught:
Equal rights with menfolk I’ve or not?
I’ve just done what they do,
Not more, nary less new,
If men do, so do women feel hot.

Oh really, wondered policing man,
Thoughts in mind bursting wild, hard to pen,
Discreet, he kept quiet,
So does this shunned poet,
Thinking of Poetry Soup’s fermaan.
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Happenings |23.08.2023| Limerick, humour 

Topless Tattoo

Topless Tattoo

Topless tattoo parading on the beach
Self-assured, edgy, out of reach
A nonchalant lounge, delicate pose
The perfect life we have to suppose

Male eyes survey you, curiosity and lust
And you bare all from head to bust
Then you leave, you’ve had your play
An old guy watches, wishes you’d stay.

The ghosts await you as you turn the key
A cold

Topless

We were young and full of adventure
Travelling in our kombi van
Burning incense and listening
To Cat Stevens and Bob Dylan

We decided to climb a tourist peak
Slowly making it to the top
Going down was easier 
Though there was a lot of start and stop

It was  busy on the peak that day
With tourists abound
We had to keep

Walking Around Topless

Daring to Walk Around the House Shirtless
I am a daring woman, a wanton woman, a top heavy woman.
My 44 Double D’s are pressing down hard on my chest today.
I decide to free them, to let them loose, to give them some air.
Which is nervy because even if you are an old lady, and I am….

If

The Reason I Went Topless On My Birthday

A letter had arrived for me
I felt like a celebrity
It’s for a photo shoot
(I’ll be topless to boot)
It’s mammogram time - they're ghastly!

The mammogram went pretty well
T’was painful, boobies hurt like hell
My results came back clear
There’s no cancer to fear
I’m relieved, I guess you can tell!

02/05/21

The Topless Autumn

I
The topless tress became completely nude
As if they felt upcoming autumn’s mood 

Cold sunny autumn sky reflected me
Awakening the raven of reality

II  
Autumn topless tress
Before the winter’s freeze

A beggar at the Parliament 
My heart forbids me: no lament.

Abandoned Meus square
Forgotten. Unaware

Rue de Commerce over here
Commerce is everywhere.

Topless

On a public beach, they sat,
An ordinary pair
Of middle age, content, it seemed,
To soak some sunshine there.

Her rolls of flab revealed the fact
That half of her was nude,
Her breasts quite unencumbered,
Though her reasons did elude.

Was tanning her objective
Or perhaps a cooling breeze
Which a bathing suit would hinder
Or did digging straps displease?

Or just maybe she went

Sand Goddess

Supine she lies upon the sand

beads of perspiration finely dot

curvaceous golden brown form

carefree tresses spring, fly away hair

coconut oil lathers coquettish peaks

bared free, flesh innocent

she turns, languish sun kissed rays

fingers brush sand that lingers

covetously to her thighs

her eyes span the horizon

foamy froth surfs cobalt waves

the rhythmic sound of water

caresses the silky white sand

clouds float a

Topless

I'm motoring about with my top down.
I'm getting strange looks, but never a frown. 
Ladies eyes go green and mens’ chins drop.
Until it clouds over and I have to stop.
I press a little harder and up it comes,
as the first drops of rain begin to drum.
It lands with a click and on we go.
Me and

Letting Your Hair Down-Topless In Detroit

Tragically enough I had too much to drink that night,
a night of fun and no responsibility in sight,
the freedom of a teenager seemed so wrong yet right,
as we cruised through Detroit so I was filled with such fright.
I had great friends but they were as crazy as a cliché-
They dared to take off my bra-
flaunt

Limerick She Blew Topless On Sea Anne Anne

Limerick: She blew topless on Sea Anne-Anne

She blew topless on Sea Anne-Anne
When her anchor sank in hurry-can(e)
Then quaked Nepal earth
No way to hide girth
Since wears smile and lets down her man(e).

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2015

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Glowing with tumid buds hern taut convex bear the frore morning tide's touch












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