summer poems

Merman1984

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Come to Me

Come to Me

come to me
on a summer's day
with feathers in your hair
and sandals on your feet
come to me
in pink bikini
and camel toe
all wet and puffy
come to me
shaved smooth
with rings and things
in your chakras
come to me
with oiled skin
coconut, patchouli, and musk
i want to touch taste smell every inch of you
daughter, mother, yogini, dakini, goddess
i am your son, father, yogi, warrior, and guru
 
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Nice ........ erotic without the usual wham bam thank you ma'am. I like it a lot thanks for sharing
 
Rock Hard Cafe

Rock Hard Cafe

see hear touch taste smell
how can you tell
if it is real or fake
and make no mistake
these are unreal times

meet me at the rock hard cafe
for a psychedelic cock tail
press up against me
i need your hollow body feedback
so loud no one can hear a thing
send my touch taste smell into overdrive
 
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"a thousand girls
a thousand thrills
a million ways to spend your time"

— J. Morrison

Don't you want to be totally free of conditioning? To wake up from the false programming we call History? To penetrate the five levels of lies? To give up the illusions of possession and dependence? To learn about the cultivation of gratitude, appreciation, and forgiveness? Well, first you have to BELIEVE in something, and not nothing.
 
Faire Foxes

Faire Foxes

paint face foxes on all fours
feathers in your hair
sandals on your paws
wait until no one is looking
 
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Note to Yoginis

Note to Yoginis

to the irresistible lovely yoginis
for Dog's sake don't set up in front of me
please please please
me
 
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Everything You Know Is Wrong

Everything You Know Is Wrong

what if
everything you know is wrong
how do you know you know?

and what if
i told you time and space
are not real?

so what if
you got an A on the test
History/Herstory is a lie

see hear
i got a big big screen
but what about touch taste smell?
(those are the REAL turn-ons)
 
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Hope for Summer

breathing heavily,
As the sun comes out,
Your arms wrap around
letting out a slight moan
as we lie there bodies intertwined.
Sweating, Hot and Sticky.

This is my hope for summer.
 
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Plump and juicy

plump and juicy
yellow plums and blackberries
squeeze em
take a bite
watch the juice run down my leg
 
Heart Shapes and Moons

three types of cleavage
hearts shapes and moons
please bend over
and show me your smile

(to be cont)
 
Our Day On The Beach

It was good for us to go to the beach
To be with ourselves and out of everybody else's reach
Because I wished to be with one woman that summer
And she happens to be a smiling beauty named Heather.

After we fucked each other nearly shitless on that sand,
Heather looked at me with a smile so totally grand,
Kissed me on the cheek and said, "I love you."

Then, I touched her cheek and said, "I love you."
 
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