the taste of his lips
savoured on her tongue, she waits
with seductive eyes.
her nakedness lures,
striving for satisfaction
his release is sweet.
she wants to cry out
“too fast! too sudden! slow down!”
yet fakes her pleasure.
was that it? she thinks,
he yawns, farts and turns over
soon starting to snore.
Mon 13th Jun 2016 22:35
what did I tell you Lynn,about these kind of poems? remember? wasps and jam pots! haha.Thank you.Jemima.
Thanks Everyone.
Harry - taking the micky? What, me? As if! Ha ha, well, maybe a bit, although to be honest, I ad-libbed the last two verses when the second one went too quick!
Colin - yes agreed, haikus can work as longer poems even if not as traditional. Thank you.
Tommy - I'm glad you realise that point, ha ha. Thanks, your comment made me laugh.
elP - I'm sure I have heros in other writings, just not in this one!
Thanks also to Wolfie and Simon for the likes.
Lynn x
elPintor
Mon 13th Jun 2016 01:26
SuperVillain AntiClimax strikes again..oh where oh where can our hero be?
Women don't fart and I have the bruises to prove it.
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Sun 12th Jun 2016 20:13
I like haikus made into poems like this. I've done a couple myself and wonder why it's not more popular. After all, what is language if not to have fun with? Great stuff Lynn.
Lynn,
I`ve got a funny feeling that this one is `taking the Micky` in more ways than one. :)
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Lynn Dye
Wed 15th Jun 2016 12:48
Jemima - yes, you did tell me, but there's no stopping me, is there? Ha ha. Anti-climax notwithstanding! ;o)
LCPTB - yes, it's disgraceful, isn't it? What are we coming to? Thanks for the like, anyway. ;o)