Chasin' Chickens

[My Erotic Tail]

Sea gulls dance
over a mirror of blue
still rippled water
distorting reflections
casting intentions hue

Blue Heron storked
against a shorelines pledge
still statue patience
survivals leading edge

pelicans bouyant
clustered in rafts
dot white on watery plane
coasting breez'y drafts
circles to nowhere
but in rafts again

Loon calls quiver
in distant cove echoes
smothered by the mallard's antics
inviting chattering roost

drawn in unity
unrestrained from terain
that soars the blue
wet feather fur or skin!
children of the water

 

[My Erotic Tale]

why is cum white?

lure of curves
she lie
like silken ribbon

limbs branch open
wet

hard wood erect
protruding flooded pool
upward
dripping
from stumpy tip

swell and rise
then descend
again
and again
eternal
river of seduction

 

[My Erotic Tale]

threshold of lady laura 2

Sierra horizon rides over
weary brim and shoulders
renewed by a yearning
past canyon boulders

To the shack of rustic timber
the red candle glowed dimmer
abrassive facial glow
unsaddled lanky and slender

boot dust shaken knocks
then leg to leg his chaps rocked
opening door shimmered curls and locks
Lady Laura in gown and smock

two bit dive offering
caught wild eyes rise
rising sliver of a candle's smoke
revealing dark undressed thighs

haste in grip of a thirsty man
wicked grin and growing surprise
bed bounced thrown
snickers mixed with moans

Driving stampede of raging bull
hung in picture tilted
above head board pounded wall
light stop whispers not heard at all

scratchy chin laps
biting growl of a dog
like swimming in a muddy bog
clamy Lady Laura water logged

a half slapped smile
energized for prarie miles
hat strung low
red candles new glow

marisma dust of a trail steed
door tear prayers of no seed
red curtains dim glow illuma
on the threshold of lady laura

 

[My Erotic Tale]

thresold of lady laura's 3

cattle drive lament
repetitious as spring
usually the sun shine
candle never seen

thunderous sound of heel clicking
others watched their watches ticking
Rocking front porch serenade sings
out, another cowboy lady laura brings

one by one they taste the nector
of sweet passion that rise
those she fancy'd
got the lady laura surprise

Slurpy hiss's mix with kisses
all for the quickening
wet wiped rag of another stag
two bit smile's offering

corset gloss and stockings tore
linemen chuckled wanting more!
ramsacked bed clothes scattered floor
another tamed pony out the door

bare breast dances
sweet words romancing
little pricks with knives
to please don't tell my wife

Lady Laura florished
when the cattlemen would cum
caressed their dreams
till she was numb

Boot heels silent across bare feet floor
yellow rose in left hand amora
red candle glow tonight no more
Wolf howel sound on the threshold of lady laura

 

[My Erotic Tale]

threshold of lady laura's 4

Brisk wind blow a blizzard
snow capped mountains distant shore
two riders aproaching
chimney smoke inviting warm

gray skies gloom
boot kicks a broom
gun waving '45' bore
across the threshold of lady laura

screams rang out
smothered by chilling wind's howel
tight grip scowel
restraint taught grin a foul

tore fabric cry's
slapped red thighs
bed post hugs
bandito surprise

pulled taught curls
whipped jerked grasps
driving herd thunder
to a cool water well

bare tied and bound
scavengers scrounge
lusty feast and warmth of a fire
cold shadow whimpers abound

coin jingle smiles
new cheers whipped the night
wiggled hands release
movements were slight

glass tossed scatter
laughter that didn't matter
pride in what they had found
didn't see lady laura come around

coins flicker like silver rain
four shot deathening ring
smoke slithered from a bore
stood shaking was lady laura

Threshold clicks as heels were drug
around the back shallow dug
two horses collect, as fees, were barned
red hands washed from tathered and torn

pieces and life put back in place
long hot bath washes tears face
the night the chilling winds roaring arora
blew across the threshold of lady laura

 

[My Erotic Tail]

Re: threshold of lady laura's 4

Brisk wind blow a blizzard
snow capped mountains distant shore
two riders aproaching
chimney smoke inviting warm

gray skies gloom
boot kicks a broom
gun waving '45' bore
across the threshold of lady laura

screams rang out
smothered by chilling wind's howel
tight grip scowel
restraint taught grin a foul

tore fabric cry's
slapped red thighs
bed post hugs
bandito surprise

pulled taught curls
whipped jerked grasps
driving herd thunder
to a cool water well

bare tied and bound
scavengers scrounge
lusty feast and warmth of a fire
cold shadow whimpers abound

coin jingle smiles
new cheers whipped the night
wiggled hands release
movements were slight

glass tossed scatter
laughter that didn't matter
pride in what they had found
didn't see lady laura come around

coins flicker like silver rain
four shot deathening ring
smoke slithered from a bore
stood shaking was lady laura

Threshold clicks as heels were drug
around the back shallow dug
two horses collect, as fees, were barned
red hands washed from tathered and torn

pieces and life put back in place
long hot bath washes tears face
the night the chilling winds roaring arora
blew across the threshold of lady laura

part 5


Guns and roses~
or wid rose of texas~

swinging summer sun
front porch rocking perch
brushing long wet hair
recalling romantic days

dossy do and around they go
gentlemen to gentleman
wild weed flowers offerings bold
from the one her heart was stole

Tall dark and handsome grin
banderlero from the river of sin
back when she was pretty and thin
rocking to wistful thinking

Thunder hearts clashed
when she heard his laugh
his promises to Senorita Salena
warm heart chilled in the chest of lady laura

lonely night's spurs
was when the candle soon burn
income was the cumming
horses that were running

Taunts of her thoughts
as she rocked and rocked
unfertile dust in the land of the rock
lightly shrouded by her smock

brushing her long and speckled gray hair
survivals harsh raunching dare
slight corner smile
another rider rides across the mile

quick witted grin
"Oh, your back again,"
four feet shuffle
across the threshold of lady laura

 

[My Erotic Tail]

amarillo rose 6

Dust from a wagon rutted road
women shouting and waving a bible
fleeing the prarie mile
the ususl zealous wife squabble

Shot gun smile on the front porch
nothing more than words
and a lighted torch!
on the threshold of lady lauras

red sky slivered
beyond canyon walls
red curtains amber
coyote's cackle call

sip of tequilla
and bare leg swing
tapping on a table
jitterey finger's release sings

a distant horse's 'whenney'
another shiney penny?
hand pumped up breasts
smoothing out the dress!

Like a million minute wait
for the knocking at the door
boot click spurs jingle
lady laura ready to mingle

two bit handed trick
candles luster gone
arm of a gentlman
eyes like a fawn

lamp burned bedroom kisses
submissive bare breast wishes
suit and tie gently laid
lady laura ready to play

spread her love widely
passion driving
strut of a feathered peacock
half rolled down jerking sock

no light this night
from the red candled window
two dollars laid lightly
exiting into the moon's glow

Ring finger glimmer while closing the door
amarillo (yellow) rose laid on the floor
sleeping safe and sound behind
the threshold of lady lauras

 

[My Erotic Tail]

amarillo rose 7

gray sky wind
blow chilling cold
against pueblo rubbled rock
time ran out on the clock

wagon's reins slapped
mules trot in ryhme
one glimpse back
at the head stone's sign

Wild flowers scattered
from weeks of piled up gatherings
multitude of sympothy
or learned at surprise

a fresh laid long stem
of bright bright yellow
rocked in the wind on rock
mounded dirt's steep drop

gentleman's tear wiped eyes
wagon rolls over the rise
cold wind blows a stone
distant wolf lets out a 'moan'

seven spanish angels
carved on granite
Letters: AMARILLO ROSE
written bold.

badland's oasis
for many a man
memories in all a glora'
on the threshold of lady laura

 

[My Erotic Tail]

Re: On the thresold of Laura's

Amarillo Rose
part one: On the Threshold of Lady Lauira's

From brushy moon shadows
spurs, clank and chime
stepping to the threshold of Lady Laura
two bits for a good time

Her candle flickered
brighten curtains red
meant she had no suitors
'come on and warm the bed'

Knocks on knotted wood
tips a hat and brushed back hair
boots a shuffle
a lonely mans desire's dare

Little 'creek'
two long fingered hands open the door
inviting smile in leather and cleavage
boot click smiles across the floor

Washington silver layed on a table
cupped fingers blow
stranding teathered hair curls fall on bare shoulders
red curtains lost it's glow

Dusty trail hand shed his leather
bed spread back with gentle taps
Two oil lamps lit in one tender touch
together in intertwined wraps

sheets prarie ridden
passion soothing soul
the other coin jingled grin
the warm wind blow

Haste ushered breasts
red candle's burning ora
cowboy smiles and sensuous "come again"
On the threshold of Lady Laura's

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Re: amarillo rose 6

this will be 6...


streaked a raw red sky
statue figured clouds fly
over mountains with no name
across rocky sunbaked plane

a yellow flower lie
sipping whiskey rye
front porch swinging
Amarillo Rose singing

bandelero guitar picked
macho spanish rips
sumbreo tilted back for sips
dancing dress dips

licking whiskey lips
lap grinding hips
arms wrapped into nape tickles
soft mounded breasts jiggle

ear whispering promises
binding dress unleases
rising in the cress's
muffled noise breezes

passions flame raged
cold winds change
with a cracking of a whip
flesh eating nip

An hombre from terilingua
bull whip with a stinger
Fast hands reach for steel
no match for the whip wheeled

'snap' and 'crack'
this Hombre lashed
till bandelero lay like a sack
wanted poster match

Then tied to a mule
silver dollar slewn
at the feet of lady Laura
"for your troubles, whore'a!"

The sun set lower than low
across the mile a candle's glow
waiting for the knock at the door
at the threshold of Lady Laura





















this will be 7

Dust from a wagon rutted road
women shouting and waving a bible
fleeing the prarie mile
the ususl zealous wife squabble

Shot gun smile on the front porch
nothing more than words
and a lighted torch!
on the threshold of lady lauras

red sky slivered
beyond canyon walls
red curtains amber
coyote's cackle call

sip of tequilla
and bare leg swing
tapping on a table
jitterey finger's release sings

a distant horse's 'whenney'
another shiney penny?
hand pumped up breasts
smoothing out the dress!

Like a million minute wait
for the knocking at the door
boot click spurs jingle
lady laura ready to mingle

two bit handed trick
candles luster gone
arm of a gentlman
eyes like a fawn

lamp burned bedroom kisses
submissive bare breast wishes
suit and tie gently laid
lady laura ready to play

spread her love widely
passion driving
strut of a feathered peacock
half rolled down jerking sock

no light this night
from the red candled window
two dollars laid lightly
exiting into the moon's glow

Ring finger glimmer while closing the door
amarillo (yellow) rose laid on the floor
sleeping safe and sound behind
the threshold of lady lauras

 

[My Erotic Tale]

call of the turkey

it was recommended
that thankgiving be suspended
under artcle of the turkey re-call

seems the bearded brights
got together to fight
and amended the turkey's call

promoting cornacopias
and Quaker oats mix
promising prices to fall

passing wild turkey
dressing the stuffing
then taunts the mall

a pattern reflecting
the half circle turkeys breasting
that hunters hang on walls

the call of the turkey bird
to be forever more woodland heard
till the ...
"thanksgiving dinner is ready"
...call

 

[My Erotic Tail]

A gleem in the eye of ambition
sparked by a sprite in mind
a yearning for something special
something money can't buy

a soul like a magnet
drawn to another so strong
bound as lightly as two wet leaves
pressed together by rain

the heart seems emptier
when fullfillment is near
taunting wild desires
passion's flirtatious fling

 

[My Erotic Tail]

Haven't a Clue: case (1) ... the missing panties


The Parker Brothers Mansion stood on Maple drive
a little more lustered when Mr. Parker was alive.
The night of his demise, the guest's got a surprise
finding they're gracious host, up and dies.

The Inspector clit'o questioned although...
...every one seem to have an alibi
Looking at the guests with an inquisitive eye
seeing Professor Thumb's open fly

"You claim to be in the study?...
...studying a book on the spanish fly?"
Inspector clit'o's voice did rise!

"That's right!" The Professor proclaimed
raising his chin with no shame
"Miss Scarlet and I were reading..."
Miss Scarlet smiled with greetings

rolling her tongue while she kissed her lipstick stick
color matched smudge on the colar of prof. Thumbs neck
in the library with a book on spanish flies
motives were clear with his open fly

Inspector clit'o walked his estranged pace
till he was staring in mr. thallo greens face
"Where were you again Mr Green?"
Inspector clit'o said with a grin

"I was in the kitchen cooking up something bitchin'"
He answered with glee while sipping his tea
Mrs. Henrietta Peacock repaird her stocking
While Inspector cli'to did his stalking

"...and where were you...Mrs. Peacock?"
Inspector clit'o asked, then chimed the clock
I was with greenie, heating up beans and weenies,"
she said with a smile while watching the clocks dial

"And that leaves you two.." Inspector clit'o's finger move
The Colonal just grinned at his old time friend
"I was fucking mrs white with a candle stick...
...then The viagra kicked in and I used my prick"

"I see," said Inspector clit'o with a frown
peering eyes as he walked around
"I must ask a strange request"
he finally said looking at the women's dress

"All three women stand before me...
...it is your panties I MUST SEE!"
Inspector clit'o lined them up in row
his smile had a wicked glow

mrs. peascock raised her dress without shame
white cotton undies raised eyes, some sprang
Mrs. White mumbled, "I don't wear any" she exclaimed
Mrs. Scarlett proclaimed the same.

"I see," Inspector clit'o replied scratching his chin
pulled a pair of panties from his pocket with a grin
There's only one way to tell for sure
who's panties these are

"they were found next to the victim over by the bar
a little whiff should tell who the murderer are!"
Inspector Clit'o's nose took a big 'sniff'
between both women's legs he got stiff

Inspector clit'o began to stand, so did his manly man
pointed his finger at Miss Scarlett she sucked it in her mouth
licking and sucking his finger seductively
Inspector Clit'o felt the urge to leave

he went with miss scarlett to the study
"I must conduct further study" the inspector said
hands all over miss scarlett like glue
"as for who done it? I haven't a clue!"...he grin!




















Miss Scarlet
Mrs. Henrietta Peacock
colonel algeronmustard
Mrs. Blanche White
professor edgar plmb
mr thallo green

 

[My Erotic Tale]

clouding mist
pelting rain
draining strain

engrossed in jeweled 'drum'lets'
mezmerizing likeliness
of a meteor showers awe

naked to the confined world
wistful, dust to dust can still wash
flesh cleansed while burdens still bare

overwelming fresh fragrant aroma
racing lather in showered dreams
messaging perplexion streams

a comforting cubical
spraying delight from a faucet
inside the rain closet

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Haven't a Clue: case (2) ... the Dildo that glow

The Parker Brothers Mansion stood on Maple drive
a little more lustered when Mr. Parker was alive.
The night of his demise, the guest's got a surprise
finding they're gracious host, up and dies.

Inspector clit'o ... found ... a Dildo
haveing a peculiar radiant glow
"This is very strange you know?"
Inspector clit'o had the guest lined up in a row

"This murder weapon was found in Mr. Parkers...
asssssk me where I found it?" Inspector clit'o grinned
"I shant give away any clues,"
looking at all the guest's shoes

"As professional as I can be I really must plea...
for the woman to show me there pussy,"
the gaspning was heard, "this is absurd"
Cried Mrs. Peascocky

"Do you have something to hide...
any glowing goo inside?"
Inspector clit'o spat kindly shy
Mrs. Peascocky dress then rise

Inspector clit'o's glance confirmed
mrs peacocky had not been wormed
with the glowing cream dildo reem
her little kitty was squeeky clean.

mrs white did the same by surprise
spreading her legs for inspection
clit'o with magnifing glass
"Okay, mrs white passed!"

Then to mrs scarlett well known harlet
didn't bat an eye, her leg rise
inspector clit'o poked and proded
came up nodding

'"Mrs Scarlett can go," clit'o went down the row
looking at the men with an inquisitive eye
"This is a bit more serious" clit'o said non flirtatious
"drop your pants and turn around please!"

The ladies chuckled, the colonal blurt out
"I beg your pardon sir?" his common whiskey slur
Mr. Green said "Okay!" turned around butt bare
spread his cheeks which was rare!

Professor plum did the bare butt spin
with an intellegent grin
Inspector clit'o went to the colonal toe to toe
"Can I see your ass hole please,"

The colonal expossed himself reluctantly
his tanless white ass glowed profussly
putting the dildo to his match
Inspector clit'o, did a head sctratch

"The Colonal did it...with a dildo that glow"
proclaimed proudly Inspector clit'o
"I know where it was done and by who...
but why? I haven't a clue."

 

[My Erotic Tale]

a baby's breath knows not death
stabbed by a rose with glee
knowledge of eternity
given to the dragon's extinct
shadow of fate
lurks in wait

dreamy eyes awake
embrace the son's rays
gift to the begruntled
staggering into another doorway
or waiting on the train
of destiny

 

[My Erotic Tale]

A Tyler Rose

a tyler rose: (1)
... a band of shady ladies ...

west texas wagons roll
across desalite cactus planes
a band of shady ladies branded
each had changed their names

a caravan of karisma
singing gypsie songs
sqeezing coined pockets
knowing right has wrong

volumptuous velma
robust breast flare
struck a match across her knee
cigar smoke filled the air

sat upon a powdered keg
swinging her leg
thinking of the last town
she did dred

dainty danna tended a fire
poking its coals to glow
stirred the pot of beans
the fires flicker arose

always pinned on tomorrow
for there was no yesterday
and today propells
into a string of maybes

Then there was Tyler rose
from where? who knows?
adoreable worn with time
wanted for a defensive crime

from once upon shine
a bullet shattered shoulder
from a lover that was older
there love grew colder

It only cost a dollar
to hear the wagon hollar
camp fire grew taller
over hen pecked squaller

talk of the next towns hoot
perhaps a new pair of high heeled boots
off the wagon train rows
with the caravan of tyler rose

 

[My Erotic Tale]

a tyler rose 2

A Tyler Rose (2)
...a towns frown...

two team wagons rumble
across britle grounds crunch
over a ridge in the sun
site of a town was releifs punch

reins slap snapped
a "gitty up lets go,"
from the horses driven
by the sexy tyler rose

race across the catus
tumble weed gust
three women on a buckboard
layden with trail dust

towering timbered slats
of rustic framed buildings
rolled past the wagon
the town's tall milling

No tips of hat
for a busty bright grin
seems this town
don't take kindly to lusty sin

the wagon soon stopped
at the general stores slot
tied up the mare
water troft near

the three ladies delighted
in a shaded shopping spree
velma wanted stockings
to hide her stubby knees

danna wanted soaps
fragarant of lylac
purchased coined
and put in a sack

Tyler rose got a mirror
pocket size of silver n gold
her battle with time
and her self developeing mold

chattering in a quail hen cluster
greeted by the sheriff's star
big tooth grin, "Howdy ladies ...
going far?"

"Don't know sheriff,
... been on the trail to long"
Tyler rose said then yawned
that's when the devil was spawn

"Town don't take kindly
to ladies of the night!"
sheriff said in the burning sun's light
his frown shone bright

"Well were gonna get a hotel room for the night,
little bath and a fluffy beds delight...
will that be alright?"
tyler rose had no fright!

Sheriff bid a "good day"
went on his way
there was nothing
but frowns a stray

stabled the wagon
toteing bags draggin'
entered the hotel
and rang the bell

"Room 13, upstairs and down the hall"
three ladies one bed and one bath
time will linger in drafts that arose
bare breasted women with no clothes

revived and a new
what will they do?
each pretty as a sitting pose
the band of ladies with Tylar Rose

 

[My Erotic Tale]

a tyler rose 3

A Tyler Rose (3) ... two steppin' tango...

suns lite dimmer
across baby blue sky
hot doesn't get cooler
the humitity streams


danna at the window
mens intoxicating cheer
bellowed out near

 

[LilDarlin]

~Desire~

The moon shines bright
This is our time
Watching
As he comes to me
Paradise is so close.

To the steamy depths
Quivering an shivering
Wanting so much
I need this so
My heart grows.

Feel his warmth
upon my lips
Needing that kiss
he promised
Jerking him close
Cupping his ass
Feeling his hard body
pressed to mine.

Mouth to mouth
Chest to breast
Hip to hip
Thigh to thigh
Mmmm yessss!

Tongues finally meeting
Dancing upon the moon
Hard an greedy
Taking so much
Soft sighs
Warm breaths
Lil sexy pants.

Bodies clinging
Hands capturing
Lips melting
The wait was so long
Never letting go.

Nibbling upon each other
Taking our hearts desire
Worshipping
as only we can
Long hard love
Slow sweet swivels
an grinds

Fireworks exploding
all around
Touching the moon
Heaven bound
Sweaty~ sated bodies
Touching the ground

Beeper blasting
Time stops
Waiting for that moment
I know our time is
at an end.

Softly he whispers
"I have to go."
Heart stops
Breathing no more
Eyes pained
Empty again.

Watching him leave
Yet again
Thinking
an dreamin
Wanting
an craving

When will I learn
I cant stop the wind
The moon shines bright
Heaven was so close
His taste still upon my lips

Waiting here
once more
For my man
Watching the sun
Knowing the moon
will rise again
And maybe
Just maybe
Bring him back
to me~

LilDarlin~

 

[LilDarlin]

Ready For Bed~

Upbraiding my hair.
Gleaming strands.
Shimmering waves.
Brightly sparkling.

Uncapping Honey Drop lotion.
Massaging fingers.
Kneading sensuously.
Traveling hills an valleys.

Putting on my nightie.
Midnight blue silk.
Caressing every curve.
Tickling my thighs.

Brushing my chompers.
Slow commanding strokes.
Swishing throughout.
Whispery soft lips.

Turning down the bed.
Fluffy pillows round an pert.
Sheets glossy smooth.
Sinking into endless softness.

Sliding in deep
Snuggling so warm
Musky smells erupting
Dreaming of you~

LilDarlin~

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Re: ~Desire~

The moon shines bright
This is our time
Watching
As he comes to me
Paradise is so close.

To the steamy depths
Quivering an shivering
Wanting so much
I need this so
My heart grows.

Feel his warmth
upon my lips
Needing that kiss
he promised
Jerking him close
Cupping his ass
Feeling his hard body
pressed to mine.

Mouth to mouth
Chest to breast
Hip to hip
Thigh to thigh
Mmmm yessss!

Tongues finally meeting
Dancing upon the moon
Hard an greedy
Taking so much
Soft sighs
Warm breaths
Lil sexy pants.

Bodies clinging
Hands capturing
Lips melting
The wait was so long
Never letting go.

Nibbling upon each other
Taking our hearts desire
Worshipping
as only we can
Long hard love
Slow sweet swivels
an grinds

Fireworks exploding
all around
Touching the moon
Heaven bound
Sweaty~ sated bodies
Touching the ground

Beeper blasting
Time stops
Waiting for that moment
I know our time is
at an end.

Softly he whispers
"I have to go."
Heart stops
Breathing no more
Eyes pained
Empty again.

Watching him leave
Yet again
Thinking
an dreamin
Wanting
an craving

When will I learn
I cant stop the wind
The moon shines bright
Heaven was so close
His taste still upon my lips

Waiting here
once more
For my man
Watching the sun
Knowing the moon
will rise again
And maybe
Just maybe
Bring him back
to me~

LilDarlin~

cute and erotic...whats the name...
beep beep?..oh witty and sizzled
big grin

 

[LilDarlin]

Re: Re: ~Desire~

cute and erotic...whats the name...
beep beep?..oh witty and sizzled
big grin

Errr silly Goose.. Upper top of the poem..

~~~Desire~~

and before ya ask.. next one..

~Ready For Bed~~

*grins*

LilDarlin~

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Re: Ready For Bed~

Upbraiding my hair.
Gleaming strands.
Shimmering waves.
Brightly sparkling.

Uncapping Honey Drop lotion.
Massaging fingers.
Kneading sensuously.
Traveling hills an valleys.

Putting on my nightie.
Midnight blue silk.
Caressing every curve.
Tickling my thighs.

Brushing my chompers.
Slow commanding strokes.
Swishing throughout.
Whispery soft lips.

Turning down the bed.
Fluffy pillows round an pert.
Sheets glossy smooth.
Sinking into endless softness.

Sliding in deep
Snuggling so warm
Musky smells erupting
Dreaming of you~

LilDarlin~

I liked this one better...I think cause
it's perfect size and says a whole lot
with so little

perhaps a different title...
turning down the bed .....was a good line...name?
other than that it's
perfect...or at least I enjoyed it....

 

[My Erotic Tale]

A Scarlett Rose blossoms

A Scarlett Rose blossoms

Scarlett red Southern sky
in summer swelter of mid july
along a rose bed stone path walk
two lovers tickle talk

'peanuts aint a brittle branch...'
ya know'
Miss Scarlett a rose
'a lucrative swell
to my dear fathers dowell'

Seargent Sylvester struted his pace
the garden walk along the big rivers face
casuall sway of Miss Scarlett's dress
like summer oats in windy waves flash

"Your Father's plantation..
has nothing to do with our relation"
the seargent armed with a gripping hand
twirling Scarlett to the chest of this un Gentle man

"I do de-clare'
you have a rough'ian flare...seargent"
fire eye'd stare from lips that quiver
locking vision of four pools passion

"You intice me Miss Scarlett,"
Seargents grip... sliding... gliding ... riding
the small of the lady in red
like a genie's lamp feathered

Lips taunting a taste
sweet Scarlett did brace
mouths messed in savor
tasting forever

pressing... passion
tongues... lashing
fingers ...grasping
explode...in seperation

Miss Scarlet stepped back
back lash of a reality attack
"You Know I do declare seargent,
you can certainly take a girls breath away"

"Will you marry me Miss Scarlett?"
The seargent again plead
Scarlett twirled like little girls glee
"No," she said with her hair of bunned red

"Your off to war and get your member shot off
or worse a leg, how can I live with that?"
Scarlett huffed a rose garden pace
toying with a frilled stranded lace

"It's my job," the seargent gripped again an arm
Scarlett whisped away from his graspping charm
"This is my home," Miss Scarlet moan
curling locks in sensuious swing

Seargent's stopped watch clinged
"Miss Scarlett I must make the Hollow...
but my heart will be with you in follow!"
a quick kiss springed

The Seargent made the row
then off on horse he rode
capped wave gallop
past spanish moss's pallet

Miss Scarlett's red dress 'strowed'
across Mansion's lawn's flow
Quick stop in pose
"Sniff" the Scarlett Rose