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Missing those nights

when out were all lights
perhaps dimmed
to see your silhouette on purpose
the shining smooth silk of cashmere
Oh my dear
twas those nights
like honeymoon
despite the fact
there was no moon

your lips brushed mine
well should I once again
with divine
rhyme

but all the same
my hands slowly went low
down below

the bell rang
and you sprang

the end
a long period!

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I think honeymoon is supposed to be one word, dear. The beginning is packed with imagery, then the stanza -

but all the same
my hands slowly went low
down below

made me ask forgiveness from God for the naughty thoughts I have. lol. then the end is a relief. After that sex poem our Jayne has written awhile ago, I don't think I can handle another without feeling like a pervert. lol . So thank you for sharing.

Alid

sex is no perversion

have no guilt nor aversion tell me which human god came without doing the same Lets leave em behind and cherish our sexual minds we all love it and so did they how else could we have come this pathway because there is no other way have a re-look in the mirror and say without the appendages could you have come through that narrow pathway the passage made for humanity and there is no shame nor vanity tis the only minds divinity we all are the sacred's affinity from here to eternity...... have no doubt the time of passage of life will forever remain unchanged ...

author comment

that your comments will look better with punctuation. lol.

Well, I'm curious. You say sex is not perversion. Then how do you define perversion?

Alid

i compose u punctuate

u think sex is....

my what can I say ???

author comment

Perversion is the aversion to sexual diversion
Preserving is the Status Quo, Not U2,
Who am I to deny, that the Rolling stones will gather no moss not even a Kate, Just playing,
Have fun all, Yours Sparrow.
PS:- Ian.T is sleeping, I have to go hunting a Cock Robin LOL, Yes said Batman Come fly with me, as I am old fashioned.
Night All! rotflmao..

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