Spring Fever

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Spring Fever

Iris I could be with you
To kiss your soft tulips
And lick sweet honeydew
From your other tulips.

If I rose to the occasion
Would you take me to your flowerbed?
There, you'll see my johnny jump-up
When I free you from your pansies.

You will feel my purple passion
When we make our violet love.
A lingering kiss to your areola
Will make me gladiola.

We will tumble to the flora
Clenched in wild honeysuckle,
Where I'll plow your secret garden
And release my secret seed.

Indeed.

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KelleebabesKelleebabesabout 3 years ago
sweet lust...

My jaw ached from smiling so much!, I love this...

legerdemerlegerdemerabout 9 years ago
rollicking good read

...skipping through the tulips with Ben was delightfully fun.

LoollibelleLoollibellealmost 12 years ago
Play on Words

Great use of words - a quick, fun bit of prose that makes us THINK. Refreshing step away from the vernacular. MORE!!!

Unbridled_PassionUnbridled_Passionabout 13 years ago
i liked it

when i started here , people gave me some good feedback-i can tell you are not expeienced, but keep trying

hellguyhellguyabout 13 years ago
Very Nice

I liked the imagery and creativity. I agree with Kimba, I have multiple images in my head now. Keep up the good work.

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