- Non-Erotic Poetry
- If my true love were a tree
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If my true love were a tree
A fine and strong oak he would be
His arms thick and stable
Wood from him would make a fine table
If my true love were a tree
A fine and strong oak he would be
If my true love were a cloud
He'd blow right to my house
He'd hover above
Pouring down love
And leave me in a wet blouse
If my true love weren't real
He'd never know how I feel
I'd live alone
No where to call home
My heart may never heal
If I weren't my true love's true love
I'm sure my life would go on
But I'd miss his sweet kiss
And the feelings of bliss
And the chance to carry his spawn
- COMMENTS
weepingangel88about 11 years ago... How wet my blouse would be but my panties would be drenched....
Anonymousabout 11 years agogood poetry, just keep the dogs away from the tree
twelveooneabout 11 years agothat was different, from Hallmark to Hell boy
And the chance to carry his spawn
you got the timing down
and
Wood from him would make a fine table
really, you do have to see where you are going with this
5ed
