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CHUTZPAH! ™
bad din age
humorous conversation locked in his nicked cage
my forte for ye to gauge
perhaps share a literary page
from a self anointed sage
Fine without earning a living wage.
Although just an infinitesimal dot
in the cosmic skein since big bang hot
test event since white bread - gives m t calories a lot
soak up syrup from chicken soup in a pot
strongly suggested by this Scott.
While a civil war rages with populace haggard and worn
tis the well axle d rose
off limits by the gun metal sharp thorn
until trust grows
and friendship born.
My height < 6 feet a little less
though me male member
i hoop for sum one to mess
attractive to me like yourself
if perchance blessed with a curly golden tress
but...more appealing what tis hidden
under pants or dress
this ordinary ambition
one mortal does con-fess
downplaying any similar desire
from ye more nor less.
Enjoy whatever you do with whomever you do whatever you do whenever you do whatever.... a moost pleasant evening!
Ye might recoil and speechlessly mutter whoa
though
each of us invisible, like some illusory
decadent chocolate bars dripping slow
arouse, entice, induce, et cetera me d sire 4 u to show
a blah lee joyless mwm
to reach across the watery web i row
and savor an enticing re>lay shun ship y'know
with whom ya never met
sans this common harmless joe
soon after we say "hello"
whereby me smallish phallus already begins to grow
akin to bread rising when yeast added to the dough.
Thus, an inspiration
to compose the following elegy arose
like acoustic sound emanating
from a brand named bose
which email to be sent prior
to when i catch solar rays and doze
on a pitch perfect spring day,
a temperature that best be froze
and loosed from a bottle -
scattering satiation like my hose
i.e. to penetrate an actual woman
of flesh just like any common joes
who fancies carnal cavorting i suppose
whence the following might curl your toes
Potential Goddess of mine wet dreams
where the valley met the forge and under the light of a full flesh hued moon, a radiant voluptuous woman (fitted with necessary accoutrements of survival) seemed to appear magically from the Earth.
You spoke my name inxs of purple haze while attempting to touch the sky and set fire to my season da pool of testosterone.
Although the utterance brief, you spoke volumes. Ballads flitted to and fro whence you softly (and barely audibly) uttered the words “come with me and let us make unrequited love”.
Naturally, I willingly surrendered per that aural, carnal, feral, integral lovely orgiastic hormonal riposte that validates consensual adulthood in general and manhood in particular!
We stole away to some secluded hideaway camouflaged cottage and effortlessly shed our clothes in preparation for that au natural buck-naked wholesome fusion of two bodies exuding ambition toward coital contentment.
That je nais se quoi most basic delectable frisson heralding jubilant lasciviousness meandered pleasingly replacing sweet nothings subtly directing tactile overtures of amorousness.
Before the blink of an eye, we both concurred via non-verbal communication to allow the flirtatious kibitzing to find us reconnoitering straightaway, which led to a bushy segue way transition from aural to a choral, epochal and oral experience.
As a sentient healthy homo sapiens (awash with immediate desires to become aroused, caressed, enticed to ascend the acme of climactic fulfillment), I embraced this corporeal embodiment of near aesthetic perfection!
Lips touched those of the other before our respective tongues became quick tasty buddies reaching and stretching into the dental cavity of the once former strangers.
French kissing (sans a germane guy) consumed this writer like the ens, and found him imbibing the still lingering residue of the last morsel and drink ingested from this fair iron maiden whose longing for passionate discovery of mine so called pie hole equally powerful.
