saying something foolish

Hands just gliding along her sides,
counting her ribs
while tasting her lips
around laughter and smiles.

And then I’m cupping her breasts,
feeling the size and shape
within my hand.
But it’s the softness of her skin

that always surprises me,
fingers gliding over the softest silk.
Witness to delicate sighs
as she licks her lips

and smiles.
In one way I am in no hurry,
wanting to take my time
and worship her with kisses.

In another,
I desire to throw her down
upon my bed
and offer prayers of a different sort.

Virginal innocence smiles,
belies my memories
of her lurid taste.
Memories I wish to renew

In twilight, moonlight,
dimlight, daylight.
Rake my teeth once more across her softness,
Then yield once more to primitive passion.

I think it's time to publish another Foolish poetry collection. In fact, I love the title "Foolish Poetry"

:rose:
 
I think it's time to publish another Foolish poetry collection. In fact, I love the title "Foolish Poetry"

:rose:

See what I have. It might be a small collection or you might have to lump something with it. Vana and I have been trying to put something together as well. But I am lazy and she hasn't been feeling well.
 
See what I have. It might be a small collection or you might have to lump something with it. Vana and I have been trying to put something together as well. But I am lazy and she hasn't been feeling well.

If you do let me know sweetie... yours or hers and yours as you know how much I adore you!:kiss:
 
so is your joy
crystalline light,
multifaceted, hard
but easily shattered
by brutal strike?

or is your happiness
the smooth surface
of a common river rock,
tumbled and worn
by the tumult of rushing water?
 
My joy, and hence my happiness
Is an elusive animal
At times crouching
At times dancing
Not a protected species
Its just that the hunter sleeps


Happy also to be ignorant in the rules of poetry

Perhaps if fools rools were resurrected – aye this gives me ideas
:cattail:
 
I’ve lost track of dreams
once, twice.
Or maybe they were memories.
Or melodies.
Or memories of melodies
harmonized
just slightly out of time,
off-key,
certainly off-color.
But wasn’t I talking of dreams?
I’ve lost track.
 
Crescendo of silence
follows a crash and burn.
Did I just fuck up?
Why yes I did.

And now some pointy-headed
hotstuff smirking female
hands me my ass and queries
what else I plan to do for fun.

I’d let her brush me off
a little longer
but I would like it
and she would know.

I can see her laughing at me,
about that, once again.
Seems she is always laughing.
She says that she laughs

with me, not at me.
But I know better.
Just like I know
she will hug me later.
 
Would rather hug you sooner
Then, laugh with you
Share all of your feelings
As well as
Offer you mine

Somehow I found her
once more
sitting in my lap
as we discussed my last
faux pas.
Lips linger with kisses
and laughter
as she measures my embarrassment
with clarity and reason.
At least until desire
shortens my reason
and increases my desire
as her humor and her hips
sway towards risque.
 
For Feee

~


Considering her new home,
she looked around and studied,
seeking just the right moment
in time

for her things.
Each and every memory
needing to be placed with care.
No need to leave that shelf bare

with all the glitter she could spare
sprinkled all around,
and in her eyes
stars needing that safe place.

Of course the moon held sway
from the mantle.
Place of honor
with muted glow on display.
 
Since it was posted in the GB and I don't want to forget about it...

Her petulant pose offered entry
to the event.
Slandered slightly,
he rose to her occasion
and cast aspersion on her decadence.
She retaliated with spite
and circled frenzy
as her choice for the game.
But he'd already finished
and wiped himself dry
on her disarray.
 
How did I miss this thread? I love it when I find a bit of gold here on Lit.

Wonderful, Fool.
 
How did I miss this thread? I love it when I find a bit of gold here on Lit.

Wonderful, Fool.



Thanks, Always good to find a new reader. Even better one that will listen to me.;)

If you want to read more and can spare some money for a good cause, I have a book/ebook you can purchase here.
 
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