The Sunrise Coffee House

In the time it takes to read this, over 1000 women will orgasm. Unfortunately, I cannot take full credit for this fact!

:devil: TS ;)
 
I have friends who live in a box
That sits in my house on my desk top.
Sometimes they argue about trivial stuff
And I get caught up in it until I've had enough.

Friends are rare and should be treasured.
Their worth in this world is beyond any measure.
When my friends start to fight, and they hurt each other,
It breaks my heart, but I will recover.

I have fun when I am in Lit,
But I don't like dealing with petty bullshit.
My friends who are fussing can read this and note
I don't play games and that's all she wrote!
 
Liquid honey brown eyes
Was that hope?
Or just amusement?
I should have parted my lips for you,
breathed softly,
leaned forward,
only in fear that you
might back away.
 
Mimi_Marquez said:
Liquid honey brown eyes
Was that hope?
Or just amusement?
I should have parted my lips for you,
breathed softly,
leaned forward,
only in fear that you
might back away.
very nice, Mimi.........I believe we've all experienced a "woulda, coulda, shoulda" in our lives. :)
 
Jail said:
very nice, Mimi.........I believe we've all experienced a "woulda, coulda, shoulda" in our lives. :)

Amen to that....woulda coulda shouldas aren't much fun when they won't leave your system. :eek:
 
Mimi_Marquez said:
Amen to that....woulda coulda shouldas aren't much fun when they won't leave your system. :eek:
True that is. It's rare when another opportunity happens again
 
Tequila Sunrise said:
I have friends who live in a box
That sits in my house on my desk top.
Sometimes they argue about trivial stuff
And I get caught up in it until I've had enough.

Friends are rare and should be treasured.
Their worth in this world is beyond any measure.
When my friends start to fight, and they hurt each other,
It breaks my heart, but I will recover.

I have fun when I am in Lit,
But I don't like dealing with petty bullshit.
My friends who are fussing can read this and note
I don't play games and that's all she wrote!

THIS is F*****g priceless!!! I LOVE it!!


Morning coffeehouse people!
 
Just bumping myself. TY for keeping my thread going, Jail. Very nice poem, mimi. Y'all keep cool.

:rose: TS
 
Tequila Sunrise said:
Just bumping myself. TY for keeping my thread going, Jail. Very nice poem, mimi. Y'all keep cool.

:rose: TS
you're welcome, TS. take care and hurry back
 
An Ode to Phonesex

On an average, ordinary, mundane day,
I find myself alone.
I ask you for your number
And call you on the phone.

We begin with idle chatter,
But we both know soon I'll be
Touching my own body
And your voice will hold the key

To unlock my inhibitions
As you describe in great detail
The the way you'd use your sweet, moist mouth
To please me without fail.

I stroke my hardening member
And describe the way my tongue
Would lick your swollen pussy lips
Until I made you cum.

Then the pressure in my scrotum
Would build as we discussed
The way I'd mount you from behind
And make you moan with lust.

You rub your clit, I rub my cock,
And our talking becomes moans
Until I hear you whimper
Into your telephone.

My cock explodes onto my chest.
I close my eyes and sigh
Wishing I was inside you
As my cock lies on my thigh.

We speak for a few more minutes,
And then the tryst is through.
We hang up the phone, both satisfied.
We did what we wanted to do.

:devil: TS :rose:
 
Tequila Sunrise said:
On an average, ordinary, mundane day,
I find myself alone.
I ask you for your number
And call you on the phone.

We begin with idle chatter,
But we both know soon I'll be
Touching my own body
And your voice will hold the key

To unlock my inhibitions
As you describe in great detail
The the way you'd use your sweet, moist mouth
To please me without fail.

I stroke my hardening member
And describe the way my tongue
Would lick your swollen pussy lips
Until I made you cum.

Then the pressure in my scrotum
Would build as we discussed
The way I'd mount you from behind
And make you moan with lust.

You rub your clit, I rub my cock,
And our talking becomes moans
Until I hear you whimper
Into your telephone.

My cock explodes onto my chest.
I close my eyes and sigh
Wishing I was inside you
As my cock lies on my thigh.

We speak for a few more minutes,
And then the tryst is through.
We hang up the phone, both satisfied.
We did what we wanted to do.

:devil: TS :rose:
good one, TS.............I wish I had wrote it lol
 
Tequila Sunrise said:
Nope. I'm male (translation - I'm stupid and clueless).
Because that is exactly what it's like every time for me. well, except the other way around

It's a great poem, babes :)
 
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