Ying Yang

Darling your beauty overwhelms me
So you think a few smooth words, I'll fall in your arms
The smell of your hair like ripe green apples
Is sniffing my hair supposed to excite me
The shape of your neck is made for kissing
Good grief now he is drooling all over my neck
Those lips so enticing, soft and tender
Whoa buddy, I need air, let me breathe
And your breasts, those pillows of delight
Ease up a bit, they're not meant to be milked
They're so big, I swear they are double D's
Little boys and their toys, doesn't take much to amuse them
Stomach so flat, leading down to heaven
OK, that's it, fingers off, this is where we stop now
Everytime I get this far she hits all the stop lights
Bout time he learned there's more to love than just a quickie
Better learn what I'm doing wrong, I need someone to tell me
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
Written purely for the fun of it.

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Poetnumber1
rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing ,Well done Steve,well doneapplause applause applause
steve1223
Thank you boyshchrm6 for appreciating my write
cool grin cool
Ayhra
rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing Thank you for that smile Steve applause cheering applause
steve1223
Thank you Odette67, glad you got a laugh out of it.

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steve1223
Glad it brought you a smile Ayhra
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