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Click hereHer day hectic,
her passions raw,
the lady in
business navy,
hair very wavy,
she is full of
sensual gravy.
Five feet even,
thirty-two Bs
if you please,
more than a
mouth full is wasted,
she loves to please.
Belly tanned and flat,
narrow waist
my tastes,
accented derriere,
struts with
mounded flair.
thirty five years
her time gone bye,
she looks nineteen,
she caught my eye,
she was looking
for an older guy.
Yes, that is me,
Beyond ego, ambition
and pride,
yet, a lady's poet I still be,
to set a young woman's
passions free.
To bring her
to her knees,
to arch her back
in feline grace,
and her velvet lace
to taste.
Hunger stirs in
her young flesh,
quickly she undresses,
bounces on my bed,
free and easy,
we please and please.
No time to shower
she dresses slowly,
essences ooze
between business navy,
a last kiss good-bye
she drives to her husband and kids.
Makes a business woman full of responsibilities think twice about a older poet full of spice and after lunch delights.
Your rhythm is a little out of sync, but you make me smile and think... Do you have one for us girls 5 feet ten and over?
Very married in Bellingham. Small town; Anonymous is a must.