~Tie Me Up~

waxed
in marble, your body
is perfectly
proportioned
into pefection.

could
one taste
one slide
of silken tongue
tempt you
to melt
down. slide
and trickle out
into pools.

pretentious
patterns
that patty cake
a remaking
from the baking
inside.

grill that tasty
toasted skin. reshape
you
into cookie cutouts
to produce
a production
of more.

more yous
to go around
more yous
that has time
to be with me
more
more


~~~~~~~~~~ bounced ~


mmm yes I would love to wax
you up
softly blaze golden skin
to a heated molten mountain
to a rocky stiff cocky. plaster
two bodies soulfully slick
together. match flames, smoke erupts
as cum shoots ... spurts
everywhere. taste you all
night. over, up
down then again

again

again ...


:catroar:
 
sitting in a slow groove
of southern nights. free
from work as darkness closes in
this soul is released to prance
around. apologies not given
for I need to reach out
touch those southern skies, thighs
taste a lil rum as it runs. old
new mix baby. give me a shake
and raunchy rumble as frightening
lightening streaks across soft
glowing tanned skin. paint
me with tongue, teeth
nips, bites. use me for naughty
midnight pleasures, for I shall
use you. over
and over, as my toy
of passion. love
your mistress of pain
no pain my pet, no gain ~



:catroar:
 
not to you, nor others do I
bow. I am an island surrounded
by raging currents and temporal
waves. I have been placed in solitary
confinement, due to lack
of respect. Knowing I was wrong,
a decision made, adjusted, then re
adjusted. No honor given, no
truth have I received. Just the same,
blah blah ... fucked up, left to fend
defend self ... and others. I will bow,
raise my surf, shower down coconuts
to no one. You want my cream
the daily nourishing of my sand
upon your feet, only without
the heat, the starvation of love. Think
before walking upon this island, for time
erodes and memories have a way of taking
over, replaying in the telly of currents
showing the bruise of the forbidden. I am
an island, alone is my fate, alone
I shall remain. For I bow
to no one anymore ~
 
I wanna be mean, rough n tough
like a tiger preparing to pounce
only I will pounce and paw you down,
suckle your meat, brazenly bite
your seat. play red rover all day
as I bend into you, over
and through. ride you rough
till your hips feel like they been
put through the merry go round.
round
round, tight n tough
mean love my pet. I shall sharpen
my claws with slide after slide
skin to skin
burning white hot as your seed
sprouts, spinning you out
then in. dry ... as mother
earth in a desert drought.
I will milk every drop
wrung dry like a slouching
sagging mop. tough love
my pet. mean, rough n tough
that's what I wanna be ...


:catroar:
 
to feel your soft palpable skin
betwixt fingers nimble
and smooth. like a painter
on a great masterpiece. can I sit
dwell on your texture, softly
brush away flakes of freckles
by tongue tasting, lapping
round. orange peeling precision
slices through curls looped-de-looping
end to end. my eyes shall lay
on your bare skin rug of furry chest
nose crinkles as I scoop up
down, just blazing my path of sensual
feel. fire, slow sweet tangy kisses
glittered all over, ribs protruding
needing nips, over and about. some lil suckles
for to taste you is better than any fruit,
cream or tart. my masterpiece, spread
for the taking. taking ones time
to do you right.
 
Hair of honey
soft n smooth
feathered lightly
for wings fly out, all around
as I dance and groove
play and clowned.

Eyes of hazel
piercingly smart
arrowed in, on my lil
pet tart. Lined with green,
dusted with blue
better to see
my ... my how you
grew.

A body not to pass up
come back, turn around
as wolf whistles called out
wetting the appetite
for more, no doubt ...


:catroar:
 
I need
a boy toy
a man to suit
my needs
I shall tailor him
like a penguin, nothing
but the best
for a lick
a dive
a lil taste
of heaven.

requirements

a shaking shimmy
digging of tunnels.
like a rabbit he must run
a dolphin he must
swim. a frothy ocean
of cream
his dessert
I have in mind

please send resume
to 69-69
my place
if you would be
so kind ...


:catroar: ;) :kiss:
 
RhymeFairy said:
I need
a boy toy
a man to suit
my needs
I shall tailor him
like a penguin, nothing
but the best
for a lick
a dive
a lil taste
of heaven.

requirements

a shaking shimmy
digging of tunnels.
like a rabbit he must run
a dolphin he must
swim. a frothy ocean
of cream
his dessert
I have in mind

please send resume
to 69-69
my place
if you would be
so kind ...


:catroar: ;) :kiss:

Wonderful! :kiss:
 
RhymeFairy said:
I need
a boy toy
a man to suit
my needs
I shall tailor him
like a penguin, nothing
but the best
for a lick
a dive
a lil taste
of heaven.

requirements

a shaking shimmy
digging of tunnels.
like a rabbit he must run
a dolphin he must
swim. a frothy ocean
of cream
his dessert
I have in mind

please send resume
to 69-69
my place
if you would be
so kind ...


:catroar: ;) :kiss:

Very nice. Where do I apply?
 
RhymeFairy said:
I need
a boy toy
a man to suit
my needs
I shall tailor him
like a penguin, nothing
but the best
for a lick
a dive
a lil taste
of heaven.

requirements

a shaking shimmy
digging of tunnels.
like a rabbit he must run
a dolphin he must
swim. a frothy ocean
of cream
his dessert
I have in mind

please send resume
to 69-69
my place
if you would be
so kind ...


:catroar: ;) :kiss:



round
round me he shall slither
curl up like a cat
at my feet.

his tongue a snail,
easy n slow, steady as he
goes. down
down, way down

south, the for the border
gets hotter
hotter than hell, as he
paints me
into a corner. brushing pink
folds, covering every

molten
gland, like a spider
I climb the walls, bass
ackwards, wearing nothing
but a smile ...
 
honey golden limbs
dipped
warm wet
bubbles surround
taking in
out, legs reaching w a y
up high
slip,
suds scoping
a sub
scant to do

secret
mission

legions of hairs
shaved
cream puffed, scruffed
razor sharp edges
sanding down
down
anklets turned
knees
b e n t
puff
breath
air scolds, red
cheeks crack
a grin
wanna shave
with me
again?



:catroar:
 
dark passion has ridden
my coattails. flown through
power keg skies, beside
inside me. showered with
my burn, as it branded
every muscle
and skidded across my
molten skin. this poetic
passion whispers to me, in
the red darkness, then
kisses me thoroughly
with bolts of crackling
pops till I am
nothing but a wreckage
torn asunder
thrown overboard into
the murky depths.
leaving nothing but
ashed flesh and singed
bones ...
 
words that come
as he comes. strong jet
fueled loins springing forth
guttural shouts
awaking the cold hearted dead
in me. just one more thing
one more thick honeyed
slice of him. spread out before
me. bare skinned on the bear
skin. a soft then ... hard
slow ride to bring the lion out
from his den of
inequity. inexcusable
lust burns inside
only to be relinquished with his
release inside me
on me
all over
me ...
 
if I had a muse:

I'd spread eagle him wide
jump on all fours.
cover
body to body
let heat rise while I
watch, play on his
rising thermometer stick
round his doughy
flesh, with mounds
of cushiony breast. hot
sticky
buns shall be my treat.


... damn, I dont need a muse, I need a man !!

:catroar:
 
She dozes, dreams away.
While he, wants to play.
Partially parts, sleeping thighs.
Tongue begins a lapping dive.

Hot, tight crevices, he does
clean. Awakening with a smile,
she knows ... his scheme. Wiggles
letting loose, spastic seasonings
stream.

Sated ... Satisfied is she.
Rolling him over, answering
his plea. Saddling upon his
horn of need. Bareback riding,
she breaks in, his steed.

Galloping away with the wind.
His spirit runs, seeps into skin.
Guttural whimpers, letting loose.
Loving, his early morning Muse ...



:catroar:
 
ambrosia
liquefied lightening . mapped
out every spot
ever touched
breathed upon
hot greedy mouth suckles
like a piglet let
outta the shoot. engorged
within muck and mayhem
that
is this feeling
this liquor
I have tasted every day
night. you
your touch has consumed
and made this woman into a muse
who like a vampire out for a blood
letting
begs, pleads
for more ...
 
I folded him
bent almost
in two. Clinched
fingers ... sheets.
Gasping
moans of guttural
delight.

Smacks
sinfully sleek.
Tweaks
to his meaty
meat. Slammed
headboard drops
mid air. Ask me
If I care.

Romped and rode.
Pumped till I came
Now Baby
Do tha same ...


:catroar:
 
My first poem ever, honestly, I mean it

There once was a man named RJ
who practiced his rope work all day
he became so proficient
and oh so efficient
that she never could get away
 
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saw_man1 said:
There once was a man named RJ
who practiced his rope work all day
he became so proficient
and oh so efficient
that she never could get away

this reminded me ...

I worked with RJ. A married bi guy. He and wife liked to swing. One day he called into work. He could not come in ... his excuse
( I swear this is what he said )

I hav'ta go to the hospital. My wife and I were playing with our new toy.
I pumped it up like it said ... now I cannot get it off.

:eek:

SawMan1 ~~ I like your rhyme ~

Thinking I might not wanna get away either depending on his tricks ...


;)
 
I want to thank the little people who helped me get where I am today

RhymeFairy said:
SawMan1 ~~ I like your rhyme ~
Thinking I might not wanna get away either depending on his tricks ..


Thank you.

My inspiration was our very own RJMasters. I don’t know him personally but he seems like a stand up guy. I’m sure he has more than a few tricks at his disposal.

Now that I am an official poet do I get to visit Rhymeville?

How many more poems do I need to write before I become a poet laureate?
 
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saw_man1 said:
Thank you.

My inspiration was our very own RJMasters. I don’t know him personally but he seems like a stand up guy. I’m sure he has more than a few tricks at his disposal.

Now that I am an official poet do I get to visit Rhymeville?

How many more poems do I need to write before I become a poet laureate?

lmao ~ Your a poet when you ... know it ~

I for instance ... am no poet. I love to write, think and play. I could not live without not being able to express my thoughts and desires. Hence my writing. ~

RhymeVille ~ Wow, I have never had anyone ask to visit myplace, well umm I have but NOT in an open forum :eek: You honor me ... :D Word to the wise, better watch what ya ask for ... you know that saying, right ~ ;)
 
Cuffed tight
no getting loose.
'Tis your body
I am gonna plow.

Tempting
teasing,
that's what I
will do. You
shall remember all
when I am through.

Your hips
tiny nips.
Your body
I shall molest.

Every drop cherished
as wine, for you are
very fine.

Catch your cum
with my tongue.
Rubbing
Licking
Nubbing
All night long.

Showering me
with heavenly
treats. Next
I shall hog tie
you sexy beast ~


not one of my best, an oldie I pulled up.
Needs a bitta work me thinks ~
 
I could
would amuse my muse
shower him
in chocolate. dry him
off with tongue strokes
stoking
his flames higher
higher. dress him
in whipped
cream.
yes, my lil treat
more
much more
for me
to eat ...



*licks lips*

:p
 
saw_man1 said:
There once was a man named RJ
who practiced his rope work all day
he became so proficient
and oh so efficient
that she never could get away

Thanks Sawman. This was brought to my attnetion the other day and made me chuckle. :)
 
RJMasters said:
Thanks Sawman. This was brought to my attnetion the other day and made me chuckle. :)

You are very welcome. That was my first and probably last poem.
I want to go out while I'm still on top.
 
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