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Circa ~ January 2010: Bell Tower And Carillon -

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Chilled Wren
At Valley Forge,
Pennsylvania
 

Prior carte blanche

to confessing illicit

extra-marital affair

I embolden

tomb ache

elicit, and

baldly bare

faced laid

out some

of the sordid

details clear

embarrassed

at one escapade

in particular

constituting dear

peppy's questing

randy romping caper

necessitating

vigilance 'ere

a park ranger,

(or other

unsuspecting

winter weather way

Farer attired

in gear

adequately bundled

cold as

a witch's tit

seasoned trooper)

reluctantly

repeated here
 

(unforgettable

if only be

cause this

"FAKE" Casanova ace

thee Missus

i.e.wife)

did

conversationally

chase

beseeched,

hen pecked,

and implored

me NOT

to erase

boot to recount

with (itty bitty)

Monty Python glory,

a straight face,

that one particular

amazingly grace
 

obviously

penned up,

and not

in the write

mind (pre

poetry daze),

which

scurrilous anecdote

did (and

still does) in vite
 

guffawing, sans

peculiar public

philandering,

with atavistic

cave man

designs tried

to unite

where daunting

phallus spite
 

confronting Arctic

Vortex when right

lee let loose

from pants

froze like a

little popsicle quite

purposely

remained flaccid
 

leaving me in

a penile plight

when trying

to hump

(standing up

like a good Knight

comically

ridiculous travesty)

With Barbara

B****, light

of adventurous

Green Beret

spirit, the

Unabashed MILF

about average height

fifty years,

whose busty bosom
 

silicone

breast implants

tell tale

viz radiation

and chemo

therapy fight

(resulting from post

Ductal Car

cinoma in situ)

needless to tell

nary an erectile spell

Asper tinker soldier

tailor spy

didst quell
 

basic animal instinct,

and feral

gonadal horniness

with intent

to consummate

sexual intercourse

according tummy

ought to occur,

cuz that

blustery air

mirroring said

day when hell

nearly froze

over invoking

intervention from

Cain and/or Abel.

 

Thus when

prick remained

limp and

nearly frost bitten

(at a boulder

christened rock),

aye frostily smitten

slogging wet

sneakers, thru

knee high snow...

now, no mo'

tubby written.

 


 


 


 


 

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