An original poem on why I love Spring

[Azwed]

I am about the most poeticly deffecient person on earth but I was inspired today.


Spring Campus




Oh how I love Springtime
Let me count the ways

Short Shorts
Short Skirts
Spaghetti Straps
Strappy Sandals

Lovely Ladies
Walking in the sunlight
Walking in the warm air

Hip Huggers
Ass Huggers
Bust Huggers

Low Ridding
Hip Hugging Jeans
Exposing Sexy Midriffs

Tight Ass, Hugging Shorts
Thong Lines Visible
Long Legs and High Heels

Tight Halter tops
Exposed Cleavage in a push up bra
Sudden Cool Breezes hardening nipples

Spring is here and I Love it
And I Love what it Brings

 

[Guest]

Oh come on no one likes my poem??

 

[Texan]

Azwed..... mi amigo...

When it comes to poetry..... you really do suck...

But when it comes to using words to paint an extremely vivid and (for me) very pleasurable mental image..... you are the king...!!!!

Come to think of it.... some people might think painting a vivid mental image IS poetry.... oh hell, if it don't rhyme... why do they call it a poem???

 

[Debbie]

Great poem Azwed! I loved it.

Some of my poetry rhymes, some doesn't.
I don't think you are deficient at all.

 

[Azwed]

Thanks guys.

I really do suck at poetry. I have a hard time writing it and interpreting it. There are only a few poems that I ever actually get the whole meaning. After all the fine looking women I saw at my classes, walking around campus and at work I just had to get something on paper. I knew prose just would not cut it so I sort of half composed a poem at work.

One of the girls I saw was just this beautiful Phillapino girl. Perfect long, sexy, mocha legs with four inch high platform sandals. Then she had the straps that laced around her calfs up to her knees. She had a mid-thigh length jeans skirt on and a short black t-shirt that exposed about four inches of stomach with a navel piercing.

Her shirt said angel across the front. That made me think of two things, "Yes you are and I worship you."