Sex
Jewels clasp in rhythm within Venus and Mercury.
Making noise
Sweet as honeysuckle;
We smile, whisper, hug and kiss.
Dance with me,
Let’s make rhythm and blues.
Silence, tweaks, and moves;
You got to know the moves!
Playful cheers,
Non-verbal tunes,
Contraceptives and potions
Add more passion and motion!
Smooth,
Full and graceful is our music.
Slow, jazzy and sexy tunes;
Groove baby groove!
Shades of ecstasy along with a tree of poetic justice!
I am thinking of her,
I am remembering sex!
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Tasteful Bliss | 0 | 02/01/2010 |
| Candy Cream Lovers | 0 | 12/23/2009 |
| Eyes Like That | 1 | 09/22/2009 |
| Dance With Me | 1 | 07/11/2009 |
| Think About It | 1 | 09/24/2009 |
| My Lady | 5 | 03/07/2009 |
| Grace | 1 | 03/07/2009 |
| Misplaced Attitude | 1 | 03/07/2009 |
| Sex | 1 | 09/24/2009 |
| Morning, Evening, Night | 2 | 09/24/2009 |
| Please Listen | 6 | 09/24/2009 |
| Subliminal Function | 3 | 02/13/2009 |
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