Belle caught the clapper

once upon a time
young Belle caught the clapper
a ringer of a man
all pressed clean and dapper

smile fronted suave voice
longing as he sensually spoke
she heard amorous desire
captive heart, a love bound yoke

oh, your lips so red
placed passionately against my mouth
squeezing a bead line
desires flow from deep down south

for your love I'd give
this rich crown upon my head
to tintinnabulate you and
peal you upon your shiny brass bed

he touched her shoulder
firmly he circled 'round her waist
bells in hand, he got bolder
slid fingers to her sound ring chaste

swinging there, scantily clad
acquired some immunity from her fears
surprised, what she really had
a striking ringing in her ears

© agoodguy2have 2011-03-14
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Posted: Mar 2011
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sometimes love rings, sometimes it clangs

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trurorob
well i liked the ring of it
rob
hedistuff
very good...but he cannot play the wedding tailors alone..
pilgrimageoflove
G.G

You are skillful at stirring clear waters with bells and words.
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