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Sweetwood
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Haiku feast Sweet style
faint golden bubbles
flowing, pool over your ass
beautiful landscape
crushed ice in your mouth
peach fuzzy lollipop end
a quickie fun fare
ice cubes from champagne
swirled under the tongue to lick
add tart to the sweet
cunt dipped banana
swirled in strawberry yogurt
slides down so easy
crushed raspberry mousse
dripped over the honey pot
makes me salivate
chocolate painted
and warm cream, whipped by my whisk
oh man, that’s dessert
faint golden bubbles
flowing, pool over your ass
beautiful landscape
crushed ice in your mouth
peach fuzzy lollipop end
a quickie fun fare
ice cubes from champagne
swirled under the tongue to lick
add tart to the sweet
cunt dipped banana
swirled in strawberry yogurt
slides down so easy
crushed raspberry mousse
dripped over the honey pot
makes me salivate
chocolate painted
and warm cream, whipped by my whisk
oh man, that’s dessert
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stargirl32
defector back 2 life
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just something iam working on ,,
so any suggestios from you smart. clever people will be much appricated...
a triple layered chocolate cake ,
Genourouly shared with your family.
They bite into their week long helping
dripping with icing .and love
But what do they taste?
confections turn to dust on their tongue
slush after the grit lorries assault the roads
But my sunday afternoon slice ,,,
Is so fine and fragile
silver flashes through The weave of the cake.
Cream softer than cashmere ,
dusted with an autumns morning frost.
A blanket of the sweetest treat.
Pure and unadulterated
forbidden fruits and Eves choices.
so any suggestios from you smart. clever people will be much appricated...
a triple layered chocolate cake ,
Genourouly shared with your family.
They bite into their week long helping
dripping with icing .and love
But what do they taste?
confections turn to dust on their tongue
slush after the grit lorries assault the roads
But my sunday afternoon slice ,,,
Is so fine and fragile
silver flashes through The weave of the cake.
Cream softer than cashmere ,
dusted with an autumns morning frost.
A blanket of the sweetest treat.
Pure and unadulterated
forbidden fruits and Eves choices.
WickedEve
save an apple, eat eve
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Good poem!stargirl32 said:
The only thing I see that you need to fix are a couple minor punctuation typos. You have an unneeded period between "icing" and "and" and 3 commas after slice. A few places need capitalization. And It should be "Eve's choices" But these or very minor things that you'd want to fix before you submit it (which you should do.) The words themselves are good!
I especially like the last part:
silver flashes through The weave of the cake.
Cream softer than cashmere ,
dusted with an autumns morning frost.
A blanket of the sweetest treat.
Pure and unadulterated
forbidden fruits and Eves choices.
smithpeter
Really Really Experienced
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no records were found
there are little bugs in my underwear
they like the tightness
and familiarity with fruits and looms
they are jolly bugs
always laughing
frolicking in the tween
the inner reason-
the inner meaning-
the bastards stole my
scooter
the conveyance to Maya
the password to recipes
Her Fruited Plains
Her Svelte Inner Thighs
Her Lover Yogurt
Her Lover Warm Jell-O
dripping off many sticks
there are little bugs in my underwear
they like the tightness
and familiarity with fruits and looms
they are jolly bugs
always laughing
frolicking in the tween
the inner reason-
the inner meaning-
the bastards stole my
scooter
the conveyance to Maya
the password to recipes
Her Fruited Plains
Her Svelte Inner Thighs
Her Lover Yogurt
Her Lover Warm Jell-O
dripping off many sticks
stargirl32
defector back 2 life
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WickedEve said:
Thank you very much WickedEve. now all i need is a bang on title. the working title was "my slice of the cake."
A triple layered chocolate cake ,
Genourouly shared with your family.
They bite into their week long helping,
Dripping with icing and love.
But what do they taste?
confections turn to dust on their tongue,
slush after the grit lorries assault the roads.
But my sunday afternoon slice ,
Is so fine and fragile
silver flashes through The weave of the cake.
Cream softer than cashmere ,
Dusted with an autumns morning frost.
A blanket of the sweetest treat.
Pure and unadulterated
forbidden fruits and Eve's choices.
btw ,, i love your AV lol but would you want boobs that big ? lmao
Angeline
Poet Chick
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Fruition
Strawberry shine sliced
dewy fresh by half-
parted smooth almondine
so sweet and oozing
pearlescent drops of honey
glistening
and sliding down glabrous
Aureoline melon.
Between his lips
one fragrant sprig
of mint to delicately
drop.
Knees part.
Dessert is served.
Strawberry shine sliced
dewy fresh by half-
parted smooth almondine
so sweet and oozing
pearlescent drops of honey
glistening
and sliding down glabrous
Aureoline melon.
Between his lips
one fragrant sprig
of mint to delicately
drop.
Knees part.
Dessert is served.
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JUDO
Flasher
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Peanut Butter Lunch Boom
I saw him in the corner -
Lunch time it was,
But what he did to his sandwich
Had my head in a buzz.
I'd been stacking the boring stock
And counting labels for days,
Getting the inventory ready
To start a summer craze.
We worked in a store
That was cheap like us,
But we smiled and had fun -
Our lives were without fuss.
He'd started last spring
As the new security guy,
Looking through a mirror
To watch the patrons buy.
He was cute and kinda tall
In a freckly sort've way.
He wore his jeans tight
And he definitely wasn't gay.
But being cheap like us,
He made his own meals -
Just coffee for breakfast
And mail-order dinner deals.
But lunch was simple -
Just a coke or two,
Bag of chips and a sandwich -
Peanut butter would do.
While he sat in his chair
In the backroom quite alone,
I came to say "Hi,"
But all I could do was moan.
He held his leaky sandwich
On end like a closed book,
But butter ran down the slit
And he gave it a skillful look.
He extended his pink tongue
With the point just so -
And licked the gooey matter
Up and down, to and fro.
He parted the tanned bread -
His mouth licking broad.
I shivered and panted hotly -
For a moment he was my God.
He glanced and asked me something,
But I ran for the ladies room -
For now, my sandwich calls me
For a flicking and a boom.
I saw him in the corner -
Lunch time it was,
But what he did to his sandwich
Had my head in a buzz.
I'd been stacking the boring stock
And counting labels for days,
Getting the inventory ready
To start a summer craze.
We worked in a store
That was cheap like us,
But we smiled and had fun -
Our lives were without fuss.
He'd started last spring
As the new security guy,
Looking through a mirror
To watch the patrons buy.
He was cute and kinda tall
In a freckly sort've way.
He wore his jeans tight
And he definitely wasn't gay.
But being cheap like us,
He made his own meals -
Just coffee for breakfast
And mail-order dinner deals.
But lunch was simple -
Just a coke or two,
Bag of chips and a sandwich -
Peanut butter would do.
While he sat in his chair
In the backroom quite alone,
I came to say "Hi,"
But all I could do was moan.
He held his leaky sandwich
On end like a closed book,
But butter ran down the slit
And he gave it a skillful look.
He extended his pink tongue
With the point just so -
And licked the gooey matter
Up and down, to and fro.
He parted the tanned bread -
His mouth licking broad.
I shivered and panted hotly -
For a moment he was my God.
He glanced and asked me something,
But I ran for the ladies room -
For now, my sandwich calls me
For a flicking and a boom.
JUDO
Flasher
- Joined
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- Posts
- 2,240
Sure, how 'bout...
Peanut Butter Lunch Boom
I saw him in the corner -
Lunch time it was,
But what he did to his sandwich
Had my head in a buzz.
We worked in a store
That was cheap like us,
But we smiled and had fun -
Our lives were without fuss.
He was cute and kinda tall
In a freckly sort've way.
He wore his jeans tight
And he definitely wasn't gay.
But being cheap like us,
He made his own meals -
Just coffee for breakfast
And mail-order dinner deals.
But lunch was simple -
Just a coke or two,
Bag of chips and a sandwich -
Peanut butter would do.
While he sat in his chair
In the backroom quite alone,
I came to say "Hi,"
But all I could do was moan.
He held his leaky sandwich
On end like a closed book,
But butter ran down the slit
And he gave it a skillful look.
He extended his pink tongue
With the point just so -
And licked the gooey matter
Up and down, to and fro.
He parted the tanned bread -
His mouth licking broad.
I shivered and panted hotly -
For a moment he was my God.
He glanced and asked me something,
But I ran for the ladies room -
For now, my sandwich calls me
For a flicking and a boom.
Peanut Butter Lunch Boom
I saw him in the corner -
Lunch time it was,
But what he did to his sandwich
Had my head in a buzz.
We worked in a store
That was cheap like us,
But we smiled and had fun -
Our lives were without fuss.
He was cute and kinda tall
In a freckly sort've way.
He wore his jeans tight
And he definitely wasn't gay.
But being cheap like us,
He made his own meals -
Just coffee for breakfast
And mail-order dinner deals.
But lunch was simple -
Just a coke or two,
Bag of chips and a sandwich -
Peanut butter would do.
While he sat in his chair
In the backroom quite alone,
I came to say "Hi,"
But all I could do was moan.
He held his leaky sandwich
On end like a closed book,
But butter ran down the slit
And he gave it a skillful look.
He extended his pink tongue
With the point just so -
And licked the gooey matter
Up and down, to and fro.
He parted the tanned bread -
His mouth licking broad.
I shivered and panted hotly -
For a moment he was my God.
He glanced and asked me something,
But I ran for the ladies room -
For now, my sandwich calls me
For a flicking and a boom.
JUDO
Flasher
- Joined
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- Posts
- 2,240
How about this small change to four...
Peanut Butter Lunch Boom
I saw him in the corner -
Lunch time it was,
But what he did to his sandwich
Had my head in a buzz.
We worked in a store
That was cheap like us,
But we smiled and had fun -
Our lives were without fuss.
He was cute and kinda tall
In a freckly sort've way.
He wore his jeans tight
And he definitely wasn't gay.
As a minimum-wage worker,
He made his own meals -
Just coffee for breakfast
And mail-order dinner deals.
But lunch was simple -
Just a coke or two,
Bag of chips and a sandwich -
Peanut butter would do.
While he sat in his chair
In the backroom quite alone,
I came to say "Hi,"
But all I could do was moan.
He held his leaky sandwich
On end like a closed book,
But butter ran down the slit
And he gave it a skillful look.
He extended his pink tongue
With the point just so -
And licked the gooey matter
Up and down, to and fro.
He parted the tanned bread -
His mouth licking broad.
I shivered and panted hotly -
For a moment he was my God.
He glanced and asked me something,
But I ran for the ladies room -
For now, my sandwich calls me
For a flicking and a boom. [/B][/QUOTE]
Peanut Butter Lunch Boom
I saw him in the corner -
Lunch time it was,
But what he did to his sandwich
Had my head in a buzz.
We worked in a store
That was cheap like us,
But we smiled and had fun -
Our lives were without fuss.
He was cute and kinda tall
In a freckly sort've way.
He wore his jeans tight
And he definitely wasn't gay.
As a minimum-wage worker,
He made his own meals -
Just coffee for breakfast
And mail-order dinner deals.
But lunch was simple -
Just a coke or two,
Bag of chips and a sandwich -
Peanut butter would do.
While he sat in his chair
In the backroom quite alone,
I came to say "Hi,"
But all I could do was moan.
He held his leaky sandwich
On end like a closed book,
But butter ran down the slit
And he gave it a skillful look.
He extended his pink tongue
With the point just so -
And licked the gooey matter
Up and down, to and fro.
He parted the tanned bread -
His mouth licking broad.
I shivered and panted hotly -
For a moment he was my God.
He glanced and asked me something,
But I ran for the ladies room -
For now, my sandwich calls me
For a flicking and a boom. [/B][/QUOTE]
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