My Lady Pleases Me This Way
Sitting alone
In her lacquered chair
Panties and blouse
Typing out old poems
Her blonde hair
Catching the sun
Biting her lip
Occasionally sucking on
A French cigarette
And sighing
I don’t know why
My lady pleases me this way
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Author:
Neville (
Offline) - Published: January 18th, 2019 05:15
- Comment from author about the poem: some may not consider these words erotic.. but have classified it thus, just to be on the safe side...
- Category: Erotic
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Comments7
She would please me if it wasn't for the stale cigarette smell on her breathe. Fine write.
thank you
Swoony enough for me! lol.
you are just an old swooner aint ya.. just think of all you might be missing.. thanks though...
Heehee! But yes, I might meet her, without the ciggies. Is she Fag-ash Lil, as they say?
she was my wife
The read set my senses a-tingle dear Neville so I suspect your verse classification be jus' right !! Good work again.
you really are far too kind my luverly friend... thank you, N
She would please me that way Neville.
thank you Goldfinch
The eye of the beholder sees as it sees.
What is it which makes one persons heart race yet leaves another cold. Individuality! Lovely poem revealing for you some of the things which turn you on - yet would not stir many others.
Enigma that is woman again arises in your work.
thank you.. tis just as well we are all different..
Oops can't meet her then!
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